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***Serious Scriptures***
im dangerous, like bein in war on the front lines...
when theres a problem, i make it work out like its crunch time// to beat me you'll need a bunch of rhymes// ..and ill beat u physically, cuz i aint into spittin lines// committin crimes, my cell mate is my rommie// coogi sweater, wit the dookie tim's... jacket alighment wit the uzi... yall niggaz is sushi, a dead fish outta water// u dont kno respect, ill spit on ya father.. you niggaz outta stop// ya life wortha quarter... i cause manslaughter when i put my bare hands on ya// tear out ya eye balls and pawn em'// bullets, launch em' like nasa does space pilots/// u gonna need the coppers, cuz me alone is a one man riot// known to supply, and u buy it// so kno that u invested in my whip when u see my flyin/// |
nah i wasnt feelin it i guess it wasnt all that bad for a first post but nah still didnt like it............
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