Siccness....Peep.

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Mar 26, 2005
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imagery slips through my vocal chords imbracing the gather/
putting scars on ya face like abrasions and slashers/
your surveying the pasture, while i train for disasters/
and skill, willing to bet ill elevate to a laster/
in rap ur like goliath, we're like davids in mack turfs/
make you pray to ya masters, either obey or get plastered/
either way imma pass ya/
make you and ur cliques faces opposite of opaque, you cant gaze at ya pastor/
now you cant ''face it'' ya bastards, wont make it as rappers/
lesson 1, chasin for rapture, leads to decay in ya matter/
my flows like base to a batter, a race to a tracker/
your raps a waste of an actor, a little taste of a backwards/
rape in a tavern, fuckin over the butter with a case of the crabs sir/
chasin a dasher, with a pace of a obese weight with a casing of lager/
with an extra chase thats an 8th of my swagger/
in other words dont trace in a cavern/ (BEAST!!!!!!!!!!)
im not surprised that they fake as a hazard/
the type of pricks to call their car lulabell, paying to gas her/
im saving my stash fur(for), a date with a racker/
i mean titties poppin out! achin to spray in the ahhh word/
my papes always secure, im taking it back, nerds/
are saving up for the day they find another hombre they can abserve(observe)/
im flippin the funk like im playing with bad turds/
they cant solve me, they looking for any more j's or a's in my password/
 
Mar 14, 2006
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#3
i did this shit like at 1:00 in tha mornin' so my bad if its on tha shitty side.

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its tha take ova but not ya boy hova
its young ant nd lexo
sittin here wit a couple of hoes
blowin tha dro like yadidawoah!
my eyes stay low
whatchu know?
we push the kush like theres no tomorrow.
i blaze up becuz im gona mollywhop on these soft bitches
they wanna mug but they end up wit stitches
turf bangaz stay wit grips and a hand full of zeros
from tha pitt to tha sco we fly like birds in tha sky
u aint nothin, nigga feal the sorrow
im sprayin punks up hour by hour
i see you lil niggaz kinda skinny
thats why i got my wieght up, got tha extra cake
nigga i stay up.
i run wit tight clicks, they'll stab and shoot yah
i got 25 bodies in my trunk buddy, dont make it 26
im like the hitler to jews
your already knew you aint got shit on me, lyrically?
i shock you like a 1000 volts of electricity, bringing tha heat like a .45
dont get it twisted bruh ill cut a guy, once or twice
im nothin nice, you punk cowards look somethin like vanilla ice.
my spits like acid, its sicc like tha flu, nigga whazz good?
ill pop you one too.
we rep tha bay cuz there aint no otha way
tha shit you on izz completley gay
yadidisay?
we got the remmy, bleezies and heem!
you dont like our shit, nigga whatchu mean?
tha bangaz been workin like some coal miners
been blowin up this rap game like dynomite
with our one liners.
we bout to be some big timers like baby and weezy
we fukk yah beezy and put her to work on the streets
BITCH be easy!