Herb
From: past present& future |
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IP:
who is this cat tryin to go against the top gunners...//
his name black.. so its unlucky that u facin me...//
cuz now ull be one of the top runners...//
but the only thing rivald by ya feet...//
is ya mouth when u speak...//
im out looking for a win...//
while u simply out of ya league...//
dont ever try to come at the top playas of rv...//
u fucking wit a general now...//
i already got an army...//
oill leave this assumptive emcee disrupted...//
a disorderly conductive...
abusive assault to ya fuckin mental construction...//
see i done tackled many men... wit my lyrical skills...//
so who da thought... that my tounge was already to kill...//
better lay still... cuz its hunting a meal...//
leave u on an ice rack... cuz its my nature to chill...//
my lyrics make ya stomache upset like ulcars...//
im verbally beating this kid till u see blacks planet fuck stars...//
im like a broken totem pole... dawg u could never top me...
hte way im making black fall.. mther nature should adopt me...//
i hit bitches constantly like enter on ya keyboard...//
an im blowing ya spot up like 400pounds of c-4...//
so forget a bodycast... homie try a bodybag...//
so if u wanna brag then ima pump the shotty fast...//
i paint lyrical masterpeices wit the slightest brush...//
leave u witout a leg to stand on then swipe ya crutch...//
so hears a word to from the wise... dont ever start shit wit me...//
cuz my lyrics leave u seeing more demons than constatine...//
im constantly... smoking these clowns like chronic...//
i got thug motivation... u just lazier than ebonix...//
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