Light Weight
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my frist keystyle on here
IP:
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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