Bay Recovery Movement
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aye yo/ we come frum/ tha place where u hit em and run/ drop a glock/grab a gun/ bust yo 9 frum tha side of yo ride/ we fitted up/ lyrix derive/ frum suns fashion/ to luck 5/ thass where we get our fits/ east co co/ holla at a bitch/ once my record sales go plat/ they'll call me dj fat/ frum tha steak and scrimp/ kickin it with my nigga rusty aka pimp/ frum tha synoym/ to tha pronoun/ all them niggas ask me how/ but instead i tell them why/ dj rix is tha only nigga gettin a peice of tha pie...
now verse 2/ is where we rep tha news/ frum tha latest gat/ to a new rival/ lyrix been spit over a mile/ cuz we provide/ decide/ kill niggas rollin in a hoo ride/ callin yo self a gangsta/ when u really a snitch. suckas get killed/ dropped to yo knees and called a bitch/ when yo killas excited/ yo life is decided/ reparations evocated/ niggas heart rated./
now verse 2/ is where we rep tha news/ frum tha latest gat/ to a new rival/ lyrix been spit over a mile/ cuz we provide/ decide/ kill niggas rollin in a hoo ride/ callin yo self a gangsta/ when u really a snitch. suckas get killed/ dropped to yo knees and called a bitch/ when yo killas excited/ yo life is decided/ reparations evocated/ niggas heart rated./
my lyrics are vintage/and i spit them with da quickness/did i say fitness/cause im droppin nothin but sicness/stay the fuck out my bizness/u better hold the mic tight/i might be a lil light/but lil nando d still put up a fight/ my vocab is nothin but fright/its something extract/like im packin a gat/u beter back down sewer rat/ cause my homies came to attack/u better duck/cause these rounds counter attack/u say i lack/cut me some slack/bitch u know im still the fuckin mack/cause im droppin hoes like shaq....
i aint no peasant/ cuz my lyrix unpleasent/ ill skip tha step of noble/ become tha xiv knight/ postin 14 threads/describin tha fight/ frum tha progress of my game/ to tha shame of takin tha blame/ fo tha downfall of a homie/ we get his revenge/ grap a strap kill a scrap/ 2 shots will avenge/ derive tha pride/ of yo click sportin blue/ when u see a scrappa/ u know what to do/ erase 13 like a pair of a dice/ stick 2 shots to they head/ like a sawed off wit tha bullet spread/ dont bury that nigga to plague tha earth/ burn his ass nigga/ fuck rebirth./ my matickulous flow/ grappled on tha strap to never let go/ we true lil homies aka souljas/ ww2 prisonas and holdas/ against yo freewill/ thass when u fill/ tha spot of slavery/ or jailcell/ what u gon do/ but wish fo hell?/ cuz tha pen couldnt hold me/ im a real ass nigga/ and u juss beleive/ tha affirmative action gonna plant yo seed..... real shit, rix 12/7/02 1:39 pm, don hate....
my rhymes are real/its like letral speewell/chokin that hoe fo real/my rhymes are like steal/hard to break/but they aint fake like the chromo on ur licences plate/sit back and evaluate/dont materbate/lil nando the name/im tryin to get fame/some say lame/i keep them tamed/if u dont know me/show me some respect/ or get the 9 tec/ to ur fuckin neck/loyality above all laws/homies gettin in brawls/fuckin tramps/shit i close all these threads like vamps/my rate is that of a fuse/step to me and youll loose/you pussies sound confussed
Killerz move N silence I thought u knew/
& we usually attack scrapz N blu/
but u wont think itz me cuz Iam a kidd full of suprises/
K. I. double D. Killer. In. Deadly. Diciuses/
and Iam a Felon but chargez wont drop/
Iam tha Lyricle Apocolips so my rhymez wont stop/
going when Iam flowin/
Ill creep up on u wit out u even knowing/
shit like that can keep ya up at night/
when just hearing tha wind blow givez u a fright/
or if ya hear a scrathing noise at tha doar/
it could be me waitin wit a 4/4/
those r sum scary ass skeemz/
I bet theyll give u sum scary ass dreamz/
I have more shit like that but I wont even begin/
Itz ur bed time now son Ill tuck u N/
Wait hold up u say ur bed got lower/
thatz cuz ur 6ft deep N a casket & for u itz over/.
& we usually attack scrapz N blu/
but u wont think itz me cuz Iam a kidd full of suprises/
K. I. double D. Killer. In. Deadly. Diciuses/
and Iam a Felon but chargez wont drop/
Iam tha Lyricle Apocolips so my rhymez wont stop/
going when Iam flowin/
Ill creep up on u wit out u even knowing/
shit like that can keep ya up at night/
when just hearing tha wind blow givez u a fright/
or if ya hear a scrathing noise at tha doar/
it could be me waitin wit a 4/4/
those r sum scary ass skeemz/
I bet theyll give u sum scary ass dreamz/
I have more shit like that but I wont even begin/
Itz ur bed time now son Ill tuck u N/
Wait hold up u say ur bed got lower/
thatz cuz ur 6ft deep N a casket & for u itz over/.
its a deep ass journey into my mind/ prolly gonna take u until tha end of time/ what u think/ livin in yoc is easy?/ not fo a nigga like me/ stereotypes, hatin niggas/bitches/ and probems wit life/ this shit juss aint right/ thass why i feel like i need to bounce/ fo a min i was walkin around wit a shank/ what u expect frum me/ free dank?/ naw nigga u aint fuckin wit me no more/ i had enuf of ya'll niggaz shit/ word b4 violence tho/thass why im gonna spit/ they dont call me rix tha K- I double/ fo no reason/ i went to court/ came out wit 5 charges of treason/ nigga this gangsta shit aint nothin new to me/ hatin niggas got blasted/ u still cant see me/ i got hella hate fo a nigga like you(wussup bitch what u wanna do ECHO) tha only thing i need in this life/ is me/ my niggas/ and no strife/ cuz without ya'll/ i'd prolly fall/ in so deep/ so unique/ even tha doctors couldnt find wuts wrong wit me/ thass deep/ and thass how my flow goes/ reality lies/ niggas divide/ bitched provide/ problems reside/ what u think/ im juss sum nigga of tha street/ wussup u dont like my big words/ suck my dick then/ pronouns, verbs/ dopeness on tha track/ u cant handle my LP/ dj rix is back/better than tha first time/ now wit a dope rhyme/ commitin crimes/ buzzed on that YAC/ cuz we in tha YOC/ we bust a single chrome colored GLOCK/ reppin all this damn shit/ this damn city/ this damn dick/ this damn nitty gritty/ what u say bout tha holes in my sock?!?!?!?/ bitch shut tha fuck up we frum ANTIOCH......
u call that flows/man stick to dickin ur foes/ur like a hoe/im bumpin like a bose/u need a dose of the white up ur nose/ill make u throw some bows/u say ur down/i know ur homies clown/ill leave u to drown/yes im dark shade of brown/u aint got no pounds/u feel the sound/ from these milli rounds/thunda sound/what went down/i smell shit like a hound/and i aint even clamin that dogg pound/u stink like pussy/that why when i shot ya/ur shit leaked like ozzy/i keep hoes warm/like they in a jaccozie.....
redrum
44 flow
Young, dumb, full of cum/ Gotta pocket fulla doe, so you gonna get some/ but who the fuk told you you're the only one? / You slap a sluts ass like a big bass drum/then try to bring it home like you ain't a sorry bum/ you acting like a baby still suckin on his thumb/ cryin in the corner when you find your wife's gone/ take a look around before you think she's done/ cuz she pac'd up all your shit and ran off with your son/ Her lipstick on the mirror readin "Did ya have fun?,"/ She even took your pistol 'for she headed on the run/ and though you planned ahead for this you'll miss your honeybun/ when your homie sprays her face with lead before the day is done/ fuckkn her dead carcass like Attila the hun/ so instead of showing love you give the next hoe none/ Just smiling like a psycho screaming "Red-rum! Red-rum!"
44 flow
Young, dumb, full of cum/ Gotta pocket fulla doe, so you gonna get some/ but who the fuk told you you're the only one? / You slap a sluts ass like a big bass drum/then try to bring it home like you ain't a sorry bum/ you acting like a baby still suckin on his thumb/ cryin in the corner when you find your wife's gone/ take a look around before you think she's done/ cuz she pac'd up all your shit and ran off with your son/ Her lipstick on the mirror readin "Did ya have fun?,"/ She even took your pistol 'for she headed on the run/ and though you planned ahead for this you'll miss your honeybun/ when your homie sprays her face with lead before the day is done/ fuckkn her dead carcass like Attila the hun/ so instead of showing love you give the next hoe none/ Just smiling like a psycho screaming "Red-rum! Red-rum!"
A felonz here so u best watch yo-self
ur fuckin wit me so u must not want ur health
I can tell
U wanna go to hell
By tha way u dog-me
But u think I dont have anything on-me
But I got more than ya think
I can make ur heart stop N a blink
yo blood why u steppin back
cuz I got like 50 more clipz N my pack
so what ya think of that
I bet u thought u were tha shit
but ur not cuz u dont roll wit tha YC Click
see us Felonz r tha top of tha line
even though I got a twisted soul & a fucked up mind
but watch it cuz my triga finga iz all wayz ready
even though sumtimez my hand wont stay steddy
my armz get heavy, so I take a breath & close an eye
pull tha triger & hit tha target on tha first try
iz it all luck or maybe they be skillz
whatever it iz I pray I have it if I make millz.
ur fuckin wit me so u must not want ur health
I can tell
U wanna go to hell
By tha way u dog-me
But u think I dont have anything on-me
But I got more than ya think
I can make ur heart stop N a blink
yo blood why u steppin back
cuz I got like 50 more clipz N my pack
so what ya think of that
I bet u thought u were tha shit
but ur not cuz u dont roll wit tha YC Click
see us Felonz r tha top of tha line
even though I got a twisted soul & a fucked up mind
but watch it cuz my triga finga iz all wayz ready
even though sumtimez my hand wont stay steddy
my armz get heavy, so I take a breath & close an eye
pull tha triger & hit tha target on tha first try
iz it all luck or maybe they be skillz
whatever it iz I pray I have it if I make millz.
O L S C H O O L
I'l psychologically destruct rappers with mind-bending speech
The next click to step up is the next to meet defeat
Remain a figurehead of pain up in this rap game
My style is so DOPE that yall be takin my muthafuckin name in VEIN
like Syringes, I'm knockin' squeeky rappers off the hinges
How you gonna step to my click when you're defenseless
I'm mashin with my verbal Mac-10, don't kick no wack shit
We'll turn your tapecase into your muthafuckin' casket
You'd catch Glaucoma starin' at the way my Mobb's Shinin'
My Mic skills encourage wack emcees to stop rhymin'
What you tryna do? Prove that you're the Gay Emcee?
Yous a chickenhead rapper, you belong at KFC
You'lle regret it, but go ahead and try to set it
but be forewarned you'lle be surrounded by Paramedics
Don't keep it real, I keep it regular
An intergalactic Mobbsta leavin you in your bed with a bloody horsehead nebula
And Most of these rappers is strugglin tryna stay on-beat
So ill, I leave crop circles up in solid concrete
My name is Eight like an Octagon, this aint no Phenomenon
Leaving you starving like an Anorexic Muslim during Ramadan
i'm sorry to say, the shit never got recorded.....
I'l psychologically destruct rappers with mind-bending speech
The next click to step up is the next to meet defeat
Remain a figurehead of pain up in this rap game
My style is so DOPE that yall be takin my muthafuckin name in VEIN
like Syringes, I'm knockin' squeeky rappers off the hinges
How you gonna step to my click when you're defenseless
I'm mashin with my verbal Mac-10, don't kick no wack shit
We'll turn your tapecase into your muthafuckin' casket
You'd catch Glaucoma starin' at the way my Mobb's Shinin'
My Mic skills encourage wack emcees to stop rhymin'
What you tryna do? Prove that you're the Gay Emcee?
Yous a chickenhead rapper, you belong at KFC
You'lle regret it, but go ahead and try to set it
but be forewarned you'lle be surrounded by Paramedics
Don't keep it real, I keep it regular
An intergalactic Mobbsta leavin you in your bed with a bloody horsehead nebula
And Most of these rappers is strugglin tryna stay on-beat
So ill, I leave crop circles up in solid concrete
My name is Eight like an Octagon, this aint no Phenomenon
Leaving you starving like an Anorexic Muslim during Ramadan
i'm sorry to say, the shit never got recorded.....
i ain't a rapper, so don't hate on this shit, kinda just some shit i just jotted down homies, check it
IT'S THAT DUB-A-T, S-O-N, V-I-DOUBLE L-E IN ME/
REGARDLESS OF RELIGIOUS PREFERANCE SAYIN 13 WILL OFFEND ME//
THINK I WON'T DO IT? SUCKA BET ME/
IF I WERE YOU I WOULDN'T TEST ME/
STILL GOT THEM TENDENCIES TO BREAK A SHANK OFF IN YO KINDNEY//
STRIPES EARNED, SLIGHT BURN ON MY ABDOMEN FROM CUETES/
LIVIN' WRECKLESS, STEADILY STRESSIN GUESSIN WILL I MAKE IT?
CHECKIN, OVER EACH SHOULDER BLADE/
LIVING DAY TO DAY AMAZED, I'M STILL BREATHING TO THIS DAY/
JUST THAT SAVAGE NORTE RAISED//
BUT ASKIN' JESUS SHOULD I CHANGE/
FATIGUED OF SKANLESS WAYS,
DISPLAY A DEMEANOR SOMEWHAT TAME/
LIKE A COBRA IN HIS CAGE/
WHETHER FANGS OR SHANK YOU'RE MAIMED/
WITH ONLY YOUR SELF TO BLAME/
DUMP YOUR GUTS OFF IN A DRAIN/
WITH A PHILLIPS HEAD OFF IN YO BRAIN//
IT'S THAT DUB-A-T, S-O-N, V-I-DOUBLE L-E IN ME/
REGARDLESS OF RELIGIOUS PREFERANCE SAYIN 13 WILL OFFEND ME//
THINK I WON'T DO IT? SUCKA BET ME/
IF I WERE YOU I WOULDN'T TEST ME/
STILL GOT THEM TENDENCIES TO BREAK A SHANK OFF IN YO KINDNEY//
STRIPES EARNED, SLIGHT BURN ON MY ABDOMEN FROM CUETES/
LIVIN' WRECKLESS, STEADILY STRESSIN GUESSIN WILL I MAKE IT?
CHECKIN, OVER EACH SHOULDER BLADE/
LIVING DAY TO DAY AMAZED, I'M STILL BREATHING TO THIS DAY/
JUST THAT SAVAGE NORTE RAISED//
BUT ASKIN' JESUS SHOULD I CHANGE/
FATIGUED OF SKANLESS WAYS,
DISPLAY A DEMEANOR SOMEWHAT TAME/
LIKE A COBRA IN HIS CAGE/
WHETHER FANGS OR SHANK YOU'RE MAIMED/
WITH ONLY YOUR SELF TO BLAME/
DUMP YOUR GUTS OFF IN A DRAIN/
WITH A PHILLIPS HEAD OFF IN YO BRAIN//
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