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Apr 7, 2005
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Quite a few things cross my mind /
As I sit at my desk

Like, how whips and chains were once used /
To keep us in check

But nowadays, whips and chains /
Is what y’all respect

Quick to cash ya check /
Than cop you some bling

Your kids have no shoes /
But you got 4 rings

All kind of new things /

But where is the art? /

I hate to see my culture /
Fallin’ apart

Everybody think they tough /
Everyone got beef

But none of them fight /
Unless the crew come deep

Grown men whilin’ out /
Women actin’ like freaks

10g’s on fake titties /
30g’s on platinum teeth

throwin’ away your dollas /
you conscience can’t compete

with ya ego /

designer drugs /
got you rollin’ with the wrong people

“friends” & freaks come around /
but all they do is freeload

when the bowl is cashed.. /
you’re always the one who reloads

aren’t you sick of that shit? /

I am mane /
I have to admit

That’s why this old mutha fucka’s /
About to flip the script

Bring it all back to the essence /

100 years after my death /
you’ll still feel my presence

talk shit mutha fucka /
I’m in your mouth like a dentist

And after I’m finished /

Your careers will be shorter/
than Pooh-Man’s part in Menace
 
Jul 19, 2005
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And after I’m finished /
Your careers will be shorter/
than Pooh-Man’s part in Menace

beto quic switchblade em instantly,
i'll transport the corpse to the labortory...
it aint nothing but blood gut gore homie,
in order to kill of the weaken minority...
its the true microphone menace,
evil scientist /slash/ dentist...
sewing body parts with razor wire fences,
and leaving whole crews stripped and defenceless..
advanced technology sparks,
thoughts of hitech murders in the dark...
infa red goggles locked to start,
saying farewell to victims as they depart...
for the mortuary,
im covered in blood like carrie...
dont try to test my anger tendants,
they'll make me snap like the necks of the weary...