| Crimen-E |
02-04-05 03:00 AM |
Happened??
The doc didn't/stop pickin/ at me, but now the clock's tickin/I shoudn't of not picked up a snot tissue/ now it's a glock tissue, now it's cop issue/ ready or not/ this spit is hot isn't it/ u didn't not expect for me to be hot did u/
I'm ready wit hot missles/Prolly thought I was a little ova-the-top did u?/I don't mean to come as a shock, but my lyrical glox, put the fear of God in u/ thought I would stop did u?/Crimen-E's back wit new name on his top Menu/I mean to off-end-u, and I aint gonna stop till I get to the top, to drop, all u haters who thought, I clucked like a cock, and chickened-out of the plot, the only that's cocked is my glox, and I'll put you in the Hospital/I bring, not, ought, I fought to be called the demon of hip-hop, And beleive me the plots thickens, I kid u not, Homie I do not kid U
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