Bay Recovery Movement
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Strwberry crepes yummy rainy day sweetness I close the drapes out on the sky filled with bleakness the waters all washing my cold sins away and the windows streak raindrops out here in the Hay
Where's yor pinnacle at Im finna go back to those tracks by the high school where we shot at scraps who cant leave us alone when we guarding our homes I aint wack I look back East to Washington's domes
Where's yor pinnacle at Im finna go back to those tracks by the high school where we shot at scraps who cant leave us alone when we guarding our homes I aint wack I look back East to Washington's domes
@Nobody
So gettin wet now thatz to much imformation/shit fooh I can play u like a playstation/wit eaze/but get up off yo kneez/& quit fucken frontin/cuz itz sucka MC season & ur who Iam huntin/& I can find u a mile away/cuz ur pussy smell iz their to stay/but what can I say/when Iam battlin sumone who aint shit/just mad cuz I only hit/A phat blunt/& dosnt pull a stupid stunt/like sniffin coke/dont sniff tha wrong thing or u might choke/or sence ur now a frog u might croke/cuz of tha chronic smoke/I blow N to ur face/Ill make ya quit like ma$e/now go to church & I dont mean ta get chicken/cuz u need ta ask God for forgivness cuz tha clockz tickin/
So gettin wet now thatz to much imformation/shit fooh I can play u like a playstation/wit eaze/but get up off yo kneez/& quit fucken frontin/cuz itz sucka MC season & ur who Iam huntin/& I can find u a mile away/cuz ur pussy smell iz their to stay/but what can I say/when Iam battlin sumone who aint shit/just mad cuz I only hit/A phat blunt/& dosnt pull a stupid stunt/like sniffin coke/dont sniff tha wrong thing or u might choke/or sence ur now a frog u might croke/cuz of tha chronic smoke/I blow N to ur face/Ill make ya quit like ma$e/now go to church & I dont mean ta get chicken/cuz u need ta ask God for forgivness cuz tha clockz tickin/
@North
What's between me and God's between Us and not you
Forgive me, forgiveness has nothing to do
with what Iam doing here while you're speaking to me
Iam doing my thing to keep my homies free.
There aint nothing God can see wrong in my flow
God knows the differnce between suckas and hoes
And those who do dirt to protect they own blood
And those who just croaken frogs stuck in the mud
What's between me and God's between Us and not you
Forgive me, forgiveness has nothing to do
with what Iam doing here while you're speaking to me
Iam doing my thing to keep my homies free.
There aint nothing God can see wrong in my flow
God knows the differnce between suckas and hoes
And those who do dirt to protect they own blood
And those who just croaken frogs stuck in the mud
AIGHT LEMME START THIS OFF,
BATTLE GROUNDED, SHOTS SOUNDED
OFF, CATCH HEAT LIKE RANDY MOSS,
IM WIT THA LAKERS, AND THA RAIDERS,
BUT I CAN TAKE WIT MY HANDS TIED BEHIND MY BACK,
ALL I NEED IS 2 SHOTS AND A STRAP.
WHAT U SAY, MY LYRICAL PINNACLE AINT THAT HIGH,
HOMIE WHAT U SAID, MY LYRIX ON STANDBY,
GETTIN HEATED FO A CUZZO LIKE YOU
TALKIN SHIT HOMIE, CMON THEN, WHAT U WANNA DO?
IM BOUT TO WRITE A BOOK ON RAP,
TEACHIN U STUPID MOTHAFUCKAS, HOW TO USE A GAT.
WHEN MY HEAT LEVEL RISEN 2 POINTS,
WATCH THA FUCK OUT, OR BETTER YET, LIGHT YO JOINTS.
IT TAKE A POUND OF WEED, TO SILENCE ME,
BATTLE CRYIN ACTION, CANT FUCK WIT RIX THA "G"
I DONT NEED A CAPITAL TITLE TO LET U KNOW IM IN,
ALL I NEED IS SUM SHIT TO GET ME LIFTED, RISEN....
BATTLE GROUNDED, SHOTS SOUNDED
OFF, CATCH HEAT LIKE RANDY MOSS,
IM WIT THA LAKERS, AND THA RAIDERS,
BUT I CAN TAKE WIT MY HANDS TIED BEHIND MY BACK,
ALL I NEED IS 2 SHOTS AND A STRAP.
WHAT U SAY, MY LYRICAL PINNACLE AINT THAT HIGH,
HOMIE WHAT U SAID, MY LYRIX ON STANDBY,
GETTIN HEATED FO A CUZZO LIKE YOU
TALKIN SHIT HOMIE, CMON THEN, WHAT U WANNA DO?
IM BOUT TO WRITE A BOOK ON RAP,
TEACHIN U STUPID MOTHAFUCKAS, HOW TO USE A GAT.
WHEN MY HEAT LEVEL RISEN 2 POINTS,
WATCH THA FUCK OUT, OR BETTER YET, LIGHT YO JOINTS.
IT TAKE A POUND OF WEED, TO SILENCE ME,
BATTLE CRYIN ACTION, CANT FUCK WIT RIX THA "G"
I DONT NEED A CAPITAL TITLE TO LET U KNOW IM IN,
ALL I NEED IS SUM SHIT TO GET ME LIFTED, RISEN....
A glock to you dome two shots now your'e gone this song wont be long cuz it's strong never wrong hit that bong Ramadan Taliban soldiers run come along cuz it's on Al Queda debater you shred like cheese graters I wetted your sweater and bedded yo sister then sold her to others who couldnt afford her you wack ugly bastard go home to yo casket you slick deformed worm if you don't it's your turn
Yo, speed racer / 97 burgundy Blazer / Wanted for burglary / Had to ditch the mercury tracer / Im on some low shit / Im fed up wit the being broke, shit / Im not to joke wit / Bitch, I dont sell crack I smoke it / My brains dusted / Im disgusted at all my habits / 2 many asprin tablets and empty medicine cabinets / Loosin battles 2 wack rappers cause im always 2 blunted / Walkin up in the cypher smokin, talkin like "Who want it?" / Thug and crook every drug in the book ive done it / My 9's at your frame / Is that your chain? / Run it / Who wants to die of an overdose of excessive flavor? / Aggressive nature got me stickin u 4 yo progressive paper / Spectacular battle rap manufacturer
Gosh this is getting ugly. Cant we all just get along? These systems of rap fighting progress so strong I cant take it it's breakin me down into dust it's disgusting I must be a little untough
There's a view to a kill with a knack that's appalling with methods of strategy soldiers come calling they moving in silence without no detection if I were a pervert I'd have an erection
There's a view to a kill with a knack that's appalling with methods of strategy soldiers come calling they moving in silence without no detection if I were a pervert I'd have an erection
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