"count my stripes say no more, every medals exactly what i say its for, rifle sworn taught since i was born, braid my beard sharpen knives on my corns"
"man im classified a spitter in the game
i get to issuin the tissue and dont cry about the fame
i spit a dart right through your heart and see my life a come apart
i like to party in the dark so baby how you gunna spark
the musics live and its the federal suprise time after time
you open wide and my reflections in your eyes
its liek the liquor on the counter makin money by the hour
gettin cleaner than a shower standin out just like a flower
get the flaver from the fantasy you know its me im greedy
no more hidin in the clubs because the bitches say they see me
im chewin on a double mint sometimes a spearamint
i say i got a bottom but the hoes aint hearin it
i talk alot of shit man spit the mix man flavor in this rhyme
i seen ya hella times but nicky t your hard to find
freak im never in a hurry rollin gettin money
i can see it in your eyes you like to spit these lies to dummies
man even when im quiet you can see a boss talker
my new turn out she got some ??? in a walker
shes rare as a flyin saucer so its gunna cost ya
and if i never had her than i certainly never lost her
ya killin me freak who you wanna be
holla at the g-o-d ay nicky t kahnpology"
andre nickatina -tell dat to dummies
Me and black jesus went to Rosaritas
Seen senoritas eating carnitas
I was rocking my adidas sneakers
Told the waitress give my fajitas
Gold teethas, never speechless
Gave me the number with a Fairfield prefix
IF YOU DONT KNOW WHO THIS IS. PUT A BIG ASS BULLET IN A GUN AND SHOOT YA-SELF.
"I'm thinkin' outside the box from now on like different ways that I can kill the cop from now on during day is when I used to sell boom to the tenants and at night with dark shinin' and hallucinogenics" Jedi Mind Tricks
IM IN IT FOR THE MONEY FUCK THE FAME MAN//ITS STILL SIXTEEN 5 FOR A THOUSAND PURE COCAINE GRAMS//FROM DIRT TO DIAMONDS I FEEL LIKE A CHANGED MAN//PIMP HOES AND PUSH BLOW THATS MY GAME PLAN//IM IN THAT RANGE MAN ON THEM CHROME 26'S//REALLY PIMPIN' FOR LIFE IT'S MONEY OVER BITCHES!
-SKY BALLA
"i got a baller body i was built 4 battle
funkin & feudin like wally cleaver & eddie haskell
i was tought 2 never tell or taddle i do my time til im 50
long as i could get outta jail wit my pride & my dignity
dont wanna get put out my misery, put up outta my misery
dont wanna get smoked like im hickory
shot up in my kidney
the scene is so clear 2 me i can see who my enemy
& whoever got funk wit me gon get stretched like a centipede
i been livin my life makin up them turf desicions
collidin collisions under these cloudy conditions
tryna 2 feed my family its nothin my neighbors aint understandin me
they abandon me & pushin & bringin up out the man in me
insanity sardines & tuna up in my pantry
profanity cussin & arguin wit my faculty
real manishly tryna stop me from shinin just like a canopy
surroundaby rounds will get busted up in your s.u.v." - E-40