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09-17-13, 09:19 AM | #1 | ||||||
Herb
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Triple Threat
IP: 0AB2 0490
Who won see me? Who goin beat me wit a fourty fo piece
Destroyin cats wit a gat you can call me the Tro Beast Fo weeks in a month suddenly I had fo grams Jumpin fools inside my gang so they my bro hams Tricks try to scratch me all the time wit they finger tips rollin on ya crew wit a knife even tho I'm rich Yall aint seen nothin but bud and brotherly love I come to send you to the father wit the spiritual buzz Rockin suckas flat to the ground beatin em down aint lookin good for ya villians cuz you eatin my styles I did a few bids and I lost a few marbles N screws Chop ya wit huge guns bigger than that kool aid dude Breakin silence wit a guage fulla bullets stickin to it Yall start drama man I got brothas to sort through it Yo.... Here we go... When the guns spits your going ya way to the @#!*% zone I'm anxious to exhale see'n bullets flyin after the bell tolls Yall brothas gung ho past exceptable wit the gat slingin Send you to god in a mess after I get the bat swingin Yall soldiers is like spliffs these brothas I smoke em You'll be disengaged when I'm shootin strays while I'm postin I still got the braids and I'll still rock ya grave Still got the raps thats like crack in ya veins Rappers goin fade when I put the racks in my name This brothas comin back to the game only using a fraction of my brain I go further on the edge of insanity to drop ya goin crazy like the father ya partnas spark flames in the heated drama Instead of rockin I kick ya body like in socca (soccer) Yeah.. uh huh... yeah Yall shoulder shrug ahead of the gates like you made People goin fall back never grippin the ace of spades Conquer while I rise high wit these agitated menaces Be killin the most as I lead forward against the villians Grippin this tech as it flashes next to my bold palm Froze arms gettin equipped while writin an old psalm Jet like an air plane amongst the layers of clouds Peace is comin faithfully beyond many that died from now Grace is with me cuz these shots is hittin my foes Rolls Royce in the light is like a written spirit in poems Where ever I go to I'm generous wit the riches Hot raps never fail when they on the air spinnin Just realize then you will prevail in these diligent streets Smokin fake raps and gettin high like a grimice'n beast Yeah... All I talk is that realness thats so hard A millionair that penetrated the flows like a god Last edited by Soar Kaid : 09-17-13 at 09:23 AM. |
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