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aiight i mite as well post on my shit
my crew is dead murdahd by tha first// but on tha real it was killd off by my minds rebirth// |
YOU TALKIN FLY//
TILL WE WALKIN BY// AND POPPIN SUMTHIN// SEE YOUVE FORGOTTEN SOMETHIN// NIGGA ORDO ABACHO AINT NEVA FRONTIN// THIS AINT BOUT RAP// AND MUSIC, IT AINT EVEN THAT// WE LEAVE YOU HALF STEPPIN BITCHES SLEEPIN WHERE DA FISHES AT// |
Tha name be Twiztid Killa and I rep UP N COMIN'
A newbie clique of emceez that'll send y'all RUNNIN' I don't mean to sound cocky, but our shit is TIGHT We smokin' the competition - as if we had a LIGHT Burnin' and tokin' - rappin' and SMOKIN' All aside all, yall suck ass - Im just JOKIN' But really - y'all ain't nothin to US Elevatin' fa life - we all gotz tha rhythm LUST |
where more LOGICAL then a game of chess/
our THOUGHTS can't be released cuz we to high teck/ LOGICAL THOUGHTz are like busta "we break necks"/ new breed of emceez verbally murderin mceez |
logical thoughts is enterly divine, we crcucifie emcees line after line time after time bust emcees with verbal nines, stay on the grind and penetrate verbal specimens in punchlines
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