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my frist keystyle on here
ayo
somebody asked me a question if i would ever make it// i'm so simpily complicated i'm never basic// words is naked usin paper for cover// under neath of my grounds dough invaded my hunger// so insane in a slumber i woke up a beast// sleep inside of my system unleashed on tha streets// i got heart gotta lock up flow that'll pinch you// military novelist play my thoughts against you// flood the metropilis put ya workers outta work// givin sight to tha blind from tha soil in tha dirt// before you do anything first look for tha worth// readin my rhymes it's sorta like a book out tha church// i bless them lost thugs lookin for guidance// i help em get they grind right cuz in me they confided// i play tha cut n stay calm killa why u excited?// i would never tell a story knowin i didn't write it// you can get it bad how u need it// roll a bag slightly weeded// i been this from the start of me like striped adidas// think i'm soft not hardily i'll strike ya speakers// cotton thugs aint hard to me i'm writin fever// every bar is a pill so i got weight now// you can't hang wit my game if i gave ya ass eight fouls// get down or lay down, sit down or spray rounds// an arsonists potential, i'll burn ya whole state down// i'm a nigga wit a bad habit// fuck a beef i'll leave u missin teeth like a crack addict// put a bullet through ya damn cabbage// how you gonna flip a brick and don't undastand tha mathematics// i'm a mean ass street runna// all i need is a fug, five dollas, and a freak's numba// last year was a weak summa// so this year we on son n thats cuz tha fuckin streets love us// spread that any beef you got dead that// cuz don't fight no more we let tha lead scrap// my nigga fats where tha feds at// and when he touch down clowns, he takin all his bread back// i put it down for them wood niggas// cuz we them steady gettin hated on missundastood niggas// and if we there we gon represent// comin through in them grimey ass wheeels wit tha heavy tint// blowin dough ya'll never spent// puttin smoke in the sky gettin high like it's heaven scent// and don't leave no evidence// spit my first bar in 95 killin niggas ever since............... |
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