<~(BlOoDTiK ThOuGhTz)~>
From: Da Motha Fuken Brooke Yo |
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IP:
Yo chek in motha fuka it's yaz rokin da set//
yall fallin one by one like diss waz rushin rulet//
im dead, but live at soul and reppin east koast fo life//
u der step up, kuz, your a risk to yo own life//
im the unstoppible, spit lyrics to chok yo hold//
¢an't tou¢h this "M¢ hammer" or vanilla i¢e, it gettin ¢old//
i¢e i¢e faggot like da shit on my wrist//
ya i jumped through yo bak door and shot and missed//
but i kliped yo girl, yo family and yo daughta//
high jaked it otta der and left u ta pik up da slaughter//
fearless, leave u in a mess and juss to impress//
slit yo throat wit a 10 gage realy i coudn care-less//
hit me up if u wanna get revange//
make sure u bring a coffin, yo will and yo message//
kuz diss dat be the day were u finaly make it to da underground//
haha neva to rise again, and know one to hear yo sound//
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