With my composition, i annihalate all competition/ stay on top of my game, cock back and aim, drop that on lames, and put the steel on you like physicians (oooh!!!)/ i get you addicted to my spits... like dirty flies/ run up on you with thirty guys and before i even fire, the laser scopes’ll hurt ya eyes/ this turf is mine, get off my block, son/ knock you off the block, like convertibles, knockin off the top is an option (whoo!)/ call you the new rolls royce model... the drophead coupe/ ima hoist the nozzle at ya head if you not dead, dude/ turn the IV up above you to red tubes/ filled with the blood that you shed too/ you braggin bout runnin from cops... i fled, too/ but then one of the snitches you ridin with was questioned, and he said you/ so now you got cops knockin at your door with a warrant/ plus you got me with the .44, lookin at you with abhorrence/ whatcha gon do when they come for you with the gun for you, son, you’re screwed!/
The Game
its kinda like a race
and my rhymes fast paced
i leave yall behind like
back in the day
im really really hot
kinda like a sun ray
stop actin hard dawg
this aint a high school play
start talkin shit bruh
become my prey
i come kill ya family
all on ya birthday
understand when i rap
i dont spit, i spray
leave yall wet like
ya girls pussy
yall cant touch me
cause im the shit
let me rap for ya dawg
you can learn how to spit
let me rhyme for you
every single chance i get
your shit is weak man
you needa jus quit
try to step to my face
go on head get hit
put ya 6 feet under
cause you jus another bitch
leave ya mom in the ditch
once im done wit the trick
dont give a fuck cause
its only one more clip
pull the trigger bang, bang
thats all, thats it
let me end ya life early
on that bull city shit
nicca stop it, even when im joggin im still runnin the block
got them funds in my jeans like a fiend keeps rocks
stuntin on top cause i got shit locked
even if ya names sunny yer “not this hot”
if ya team seems funny ima pop tha glock
yer lyrics is sweet like honey, meet my wasps
never takin orders, say jump and ill drop
top card like tha joker, life is poker so im huntin the pot
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Cause the nigga wear a kufi, it don’t mean that he bright/ Cause you don’t understand him it don’t mean that he nice/
It just means you don’t understand all the bullshit that he write/Is it “Oochie Wally Wally” or is it “One Mic”?
I’m an outlaw, knuckles are raw
Wanted in the states, survival all I’m livin for.
Killin MC’s fighting and writin,
I’m here spitting lyrics, sight readin, blind sightin.
Yeah think your hard but spit like retards.
You aint foolin nobody who knows how to drive a car.
Cover up your mouth mang,
Your breath is harsh..
You better cover up that thang,
Like ya got S.A.R.S.
She niggas im not hatin,
Mang just taintin in a world of sin,
As Close as ive been scince when,
Scence way been when the world wasn’t perfect.
Homie holla at me if ya wanna freestyle.
Adorationtimeseternity@hotmail.com
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