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This was one of my first, FB peepz
Takin my time as I write at this table... Spittin my rhymes turnin time into fables... Tryin my hardest to show im able... To be scooped up by a record label... Im spittin out fire like ima piece of HeeT sink… I create a nation of followers with my radio link… I got the right rhymes to make your verse extinct… Provin I got enough talent to completely Murder Inc... The guys in this business all have a common flaw… You can only succeed me like Nixon to Gerald Ford… I say sum really funny things but thats to get support... But id go harder than this to try and make a Shady Record... But this game certainly ain’t a system of ethics… You faggot punk rappers that make rap so pathetic… By tryin to turn good like a nazi’s jew fetish… But this is my new era and the start of an Epic... I come up behind you and watch the fear grow… U stand up like a man but come back with your co… I know bout your past ive spelt with that hoe… But I got ammo to put you up on Death Row Takin my time as I write at this table... Spittin my rhymes turnin time into fables... Tryin my hardest to show im able... To be scooped up by a record label... I could rake up a war of nothing like Helen of Troy… And have my army descend on you from a wooden decoy… We’ll explode the city you’ve built and your crew I’ll employ… And ill destroy your reputation of bein a Bad Boy... Ill drive up and crush you in a Char B2 tank… And remove your senses like Anthony Hopkins lamb… And you’ll go to the stars and rap with Aries the ram… While I take the world with beats to make the Def Jam... Ill chase you round town and put my 3-piece in your throat… Your only safe place is on the cape of good hope… So before you perish away make sure you get a good grope… Bcoz ill make your autopsy more of an Interscope... My cause is galactic and known interstellar… I got more fans than a young Paul Wellar… I could make the crowd roar by throwin an accapella… And my beats on the tracks will make me Rock-A-Fella... Takin my time as I write at this table... Spittin my rhymes turnin time into fables... Tryin my hardest to show im able... To be scooped up by a record label... Info - HeeT sink (actually heat sink – somthin that conducts heat) - Gerald Ford Succeded Nixon as president when he resigned, before that he was only vice-president - Nazi’s Jew – nazis could never be “good” cuz of their fetish with killin Jews - Helen of troy – Reason for the Trojan war hence wooden decoy line - Def Jam – Deaf Jam - Anthony Hopkins lamb – removed brains in the film Silence Of The Lambs - Char B2 tank – Tank used in world war two - Aeris the ram – First sign of the zodiac - Cape of good hope – Area of land in South Africa - Paul Wellar – “Sex God” when he was young |
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