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Originally posted by CURT B
yo y'all cats got spittens so hott i cant grasp em without mittens,im trippin,hittin these lyrical statements with mad stations of real rhyme schemes..i climb things no matter how tall or hard the time seems..i deserve to rule all or at least try i ride with u all if it pleased guys..i ride for the north and never hide from my source cuz i use force to earn wutever i get,spit flames like a dragon,slappin cats when im rappin and clappin with straps like an audience,stoppin this..is unlikly it might be the very reason i take flight g..i write these..blazin lines makin times,hard raisin the crimes and raisin the bar..takin this rap game to the full of my capabilities..i makin this track mayne with whole stability,its real to me but fake to others..but to those who hate they need to rape each other cuz they pussy ass yuppies playin with puppies..and bakin cakes, man who makes this state,run when there's all this hate..buildin up inside the rib cage, of so many ridahs,we fightas among northsidas blowin up inside and on the big stage.
CURT B
Peasant
Registered: May 2002
Location: san ho and (925) northern cal
Posts: 140
yo man jus stay in the state of mind that makes this time blazin and ragin with a plate thats mine..man look its got my name
on it..so im the only one that could spit game on it..thats where i place my piece of the pie,reachin deep with a knife and cuttin
my slice,out dark in the night now i fight crowds of homies when im pumpin amunition,flippin chickens with greasy mittins while
im humpin ur spittins,quittin is not an option i drop men in the line a fire before my time expire..stay up,blaze up an controll
the empire.
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Today 12:22 AM
CURT B
Peasant
Registered: May 2002
Location: san ho and (925) northern cal
Posts: 140
ya dogg i like the way u put that shit down,hit now with clips,wow!..we beatin muthafuckas bacc with artillery spillin beef to other
fools killin beats,im buildin streets..makin my name on the street sign cuz i always kill shit when its beat time..u couldnt crack
this concrete rhyme..i dont give a fucc if its sleep time..me and lil dizz up on this,with lil kidz cuppin on tits,of my verse feelin it
up with this real shit that i squirt..like a supersoaker up out the cracks of my teeth,i use ur loosermotion up outta the tracks of
my fleet,my flatilla of ships..cuz im a killa with clips..that i feed to u like vitamins..muthafucka i need to shoot like fighter
planes.
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Today 12:45 AM
CURT B
Peasant
Registered: May 2002
Location: san ho and (925) northern cal
Posts: 148
yo my rhymes fall off the top of my head like marbles off a table,man they call me caine and im killin able,this aint no fable..this real shit so feel this when i blast among cats who dont kill shit..i rep the north straight from the burg now im livin in san ho spittin these verbs twistin the burb when im smokin on bomb..rippin that shit til i spill on the lawn..wake up bake up,once again..i drop muthafuckas from the south who shake up these stunts of man, from the north..murderin ten on their porch fr desrespectin fourteen..cuz me and my homie dizz is real and we killin ur whole team
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Today 01:35 AM
CURT B
Peasant
Registered: May 2002
Location: san ho and (925) northern cal
Posts: 148
aight yet again its more flows from curt b and dizz..we aint fakin shit when it comes to this,we run with clips,leavin u stunned and shit..man i aint close to done with this,i run this shit..faster than a night jogger..he who tlks shit is he who i slaughter,like the generals daughter who run terrorist camps in iraq..i have fun with guns on terror twist stamps on ur bacc..this our muthafuckin forum..i warned em but yet they still wanna step..but i let the 9 dawn on ur set with a dime on ur net,average gain..like a punter bout to regret stabbin mayne..im set graspin paine,by the neck..this aint a mark sight its a dark fight smashin in rain..or a barage of heat..then im out with applause for my feat.
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Today 01:46 AM
CURT B
Peasant
Registered: May 2002
Location: san ho and (925) northern cal
Posts: 148
yo i was postin reppin the red..when a scrappa came up shakin his head..talkin bout how yo norte can suck dick and he ride for x3 with a full clip..i said no shit,dogg well fucc thirteen and i busted with vengance keepin my shirt clean..i told his homies yo this grudge u started up outta the blue..naw fucc it,its red im leavin u lifted up outta ur shoes..patna u aintgot no heat for me..cuz im like a human thermistat the whole world knows me,blow me u fuccin rat im usin sherm with crack leavin u stuck electrified with a perm thats fat..impossible to fase me..i roast and buck im a broker..i leave ur burnt like toast stuck in the toaster.
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Today 01:58 AM
CURT B
Peasant
Registered: May 2002
Location: san ho and (925) northern cal
Posts: 148
straight loccin choccin on weed..im tired off these faggots postin on me,runin their emotions on me..talkin down on my shit but if it came to it i'd clown on their shit,hit the ground with their shit..straight up give it the rock bottom..fools tried to bust but my glock caught em,first,burst with heat leavin his shit all dispersed on the street,cursed on this beat.that i spit with shit thats untouchable..im like brittney spears straight unfuccable..u cant fucc me cuz im a real rida with my strap tucked by me feet..whip it off the ankle and let them slugs sprankle,among cats and rats who claim like they tight..but aint nuthin but marks straight bangin gay type,im way tite..wit rhymes so original,provisional spittin lyrics so u can hear it defeatinur principal.
Originally posted by CURT B
yo y'all cats got spittens so hott i cant grasp em without mittens,im trippin,hittin these lyrical statements with mad stations of real rhyme schemes..i climb things no matter how tall or hard the time seems..i deserve to rule all or at least try i ride with u all if it pleased guys..i ride for the north and never hide from my source cuz i use force to earn wutever i get,spit flames like a dragon,slappin cats when im rappin and clappin with straps like an audience,stoppin this..is unlikly it might be the very reason i take flight g..i write these..blazin lines makin times,hard raisin the crimes and raisin the bar..takin this rap game to the full of my capabilities..i makin this track mayne with whole stability,its real to me but fake to others..but to those who hate they need to rape each other cuz they pussy ass yuppies playin with puppies..and bakin cakes, man who makes this state,run when there's all this hate..buildin up inside the rib cage, of so many ridahs,we fightas among northsidas blowin up inside and on the big stage.
CURT B
Peasant
Registered: May 2002
Location: san ho and (925) northern cal
Posts: 140
yo man jus stay in the state of mind that makes this time blazin and ragin with a plate thats mine..man look its got my name
on it..so im the only one that could spit game on it..thats where i place my piece of the pie,reachin deep with a knife and cuttin
my slice,out dark in the night now i fight crowds of homies when im pumpin amunition,flippin chickens with greasy mittins while
im humpin ur spittins,quittin is not an option i drop men in the line a fire before my time expire..stay up,blaze up an controll
the empire.
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Today 12:22 AM
CURT B
Peasant
Registered: May 2002
Location: san ho and (925) northern cal
Posts: 140
ya dogg i like the way u put that shit down,hit now with clips,wow!..we beatin muthafuckas bacc with artillery spillin beef to other
fools killin beats,im buildin streets..makin my name on the street sign cuz i always kill shit when its beat time..u couldnt crack
this concrete rhyme..i dont give a fucc if its sleep time..me and lil dizz up on this,with lil kidz cuppin on tits,of my verse feelin it
up with this real shit that i squirt..like a supersoaker up out the cracks of my teeth,i use ur loosermotion up outta the tracks of
my fleet,my flatilla of ships..cuz im a killa with clips..that i feed to u like vitamins..muthafucka i need to shoot like fighter
planes.
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Today 12:45 AM
CURT B
Peasant
Registered: May 2002
Location: san ho and (925) northern cal
Posts: 148
yo my rhymes fall off the top of my head like marbles off a table,man they call me caine and im killin able,this aint no fable..this real shit so feel this when i blast among cats who dont kill shit..i rep the north straight from the burg now im livin in san ho spittin these verbs twistin the burb when im smokin on bomb..rippin that shit til i spill on the lawn..wake up bake up,once again..i drop muthafuckas from the south who shake up these stunts of man, from the north..murderin ten on their porch fr desrespectin fourteen..cuz me and my homie dizz is real and we killin ur whole team
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Today 01:35 AM
CURT B
Peasant
Registered: May 2002
Location: san ho and (925) northern cal
Posts: 148
aight yet again its more flows from curt b and dizz..we aint fakin shit when it comes to this,we run with clips,leavin u stunned and shit..man i aint close to done with this,i run this shit..faster than a night jogger..he who tlks shit is he who i slaughter,like the generals daughter who run terrorist camps in iraq..i have fun with guns on terror twist stamps on ur bacc..this our muthafuckin forum..i warned em but yet they still wanna step..but i let the 9 dawn on ur set with a dime on ur net,average gain..like a punter bout to regret stabbin mayne..im set graspin paine,by the neck..this aint a mark sight its a dark fight smashin in rain..or a barage of heat..then im out with applause for my feat.
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Today 01:46 AM
CURT B
Peasant
Registered: May 2002
Location: san ho and (925) northern cal
Posts: 148
yo i was postin reppin the red..when a scrappa came up shakin his head..talkin bout how yo norte can suck dick and he ride for x3 with a full clip..i said no shit,dogg well fucc thirteen and i busted with vengance keepin my shirt clean..i told his homies yo this grudge u started up outta the blue..naw fucc it,its red im leavin u lifted up outta ur shoes..patna u aintgot no heat for me..cuz im like a human thermistat the whole world knows me,blow me u fuccin rat im usin sherm with crack leavin u stuck electrified with a perm thats fat..impossible to fase me..i roast and buck im a broker..i leave ur burnt like toast stuck in the toaster.
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Today 01:58 AM
CURT B
Peasant
Registered: May 2002
Location: san ho and (925) northern cal
Posts: 148
straight loccin choccin on weed..im tired off these faggots postin on me,runin their emotions on me..talkin down on my shit but if it came to it i'd clown on their shit,hit the ground with their shit..straight up give it the rock bottom..fools tried to bust but my glock caught em,first,burst with heat leavin his shit all dispersed on the street,cursed on this beat.that i spit with shit thats untouchable..im like brittney spears straight unfuccable..u cant fucc me cuz im a real rida with my strap tucked by me feet..whip it off the ankle and let them slugs sprankle,among cats and rats who claim like they tight..but aint nuthin but marks straight bangin gay type,im way tite..wit rhymes so original,provisional spittin lyrics so u can hear it defeatinur principal.
