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Old 09-04-03, 03:11 AM   #16
cold souljah
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alright syntext hers a few in oldest to newest form


fairy tales that i wrote?, then you just bullshitted-
stayin committed to be a fake prince?-
take hints, when you were dethroned you been a snake since-
now you taking shots at me-
talk is cheap, glocks are deep-
an apology,… is not needed, cuz in your dream i was heated-
waited till you pulled out your gun-
pulled out mine, u pleaded, I didn’t give fuck, shot one-
burned your forehead, i left, fuck that went back and shot more lead till you so red-




i spit life drainin lyrics so you stay hidden-
you spit pussy gay ass shit so i stay spittin-
so listen and stay sittin-
youre bullshittin and ima continue hittin-
youre wack and you stand up?-
put your hand on your dick and feel your nuts blow off-
your gay lyrics got you in this shit plus, you a show off-
i got you thinking im so soft?-
howd i do that?, you must me overdosin on zoloft-
shut the fuck up and keep my name out ya mouth-
before go off on you and show you what im really about.




Its only necessary to pull out my bestiary all aimed at Legendary not even left secondary-
Clean homicide, no trace left, a body with nothing to hide with the face of death-
Still the investigation is hasted, but nothing found, time wasted-
See ledge that’s what happens when the stage is set-
And a vet goes up against a clearly no hearted souljah-
Being sent dearly so departed I scold ya-
I told ya, got a protective aura so you spit I don’t get fazed-
I spit one line, get dazed, too much haze-
Left crazed, seems like you’re stuck in a maze-
But ways to get out but your blinded-
So hard you try but you can’t find em-
You run but the lyrics give chase, you’re faced with two ways-
You stop, spit back, and hopefully you don’t get placed-
Or you keep runnin and keep your pace-
Either way you’re fucked, no point in stayin ducked-
Your stuck in a split decision-
Putting you out of commission-
Cuz I doubt you mod workin is weaker than you dissin-
Too much whishin your brain ultimately dissolves-
Cold metal leanin on your head, blast with the magnum that revolves- (magnum revolver)


what do u think am i in?