Sick Little Free-Style. Bout Drugs
 

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One O' Clock and the Pipes Getting Cleared..
Load Up some Bud's While Drinking On-Beer...
Crack that White. Then Stay Up 2 days and Half-A-Night
Rap Shit-Tight. Run Around the Block Watcing Traffic-Lights..
I'm Packed With Pipes. Smoke Herb then Pass Out Qiuck
Talk Like a Barbarian to A Girl. TITS-MOUTH-CLIT !?!?!?!..
Im Sick From Criss.. Got me Coming Down, Im pissed as Shit..
Bitch I'll Hit..Anything you'll Give Me..How Bout SHROOMS
Melt Crack on Metal Materials. HOW BOUT SPOONS..!!..
Crystals On Bud. But then Again IT'S ON Criss Too..
With AnyDrug you Hand Me. I TEND TO MISS-USE!!..
Dont Fuck With a Needle.. Thats some Bum-Activity..
Guns. Crime and Racism, Son where's Are Liberty..
Its Missin-Me Lyrically and Physically Im Addicted..
When i Die these Drugs are the Reason:Heaven:,
I Missed-It...




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dog you need to learn how to use metaphores better and try to elivate your style im not hateing just wanted to give you some advice from the wise

well damn otic you coulda gave tha kat some psoitive criticism,your not tha wisest,real.any way,i liked it,tha topic was played a little,but u had good multis,it rhymed easily,good structure,it started off a little slow but towards tha middle till the end it got ill, clean piece,keep elevatin.~1~