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gully type (new style for me)
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this was written to the new ROCKNESS MONSTER track
What the diz god? What you aint think this would happen??? Shit it was only a matter of time.. this is what happens when you got a drunk mother fucker freestylen to a club beat battling some fake ass bling blingleaven they hands green gap toothed preety puffy want to be bad boy. NONCENTZ….made it to heaven? GOOD GOD- Only after he got expelled from hell and satan got robbed. i fear (no gun)-respect (none)-my insult to injury has just begun. you m.c.’s is vampires i spit fire and your scared to be SONNED. (sun). But I make a freestyle battle seam like world war 1. Talk a lot of metaphors but each one means danger- tie you down and celebrate your barmitsfa in a gas chamber. Im that deranged plus my brains that strange- JERRY LEWIS got telethons phone lines donaten in my name. Use words to get on peoples nerves turnen haters to vapors- Give me a metaphor All I need to smoke these herbs is loose papers. And fuck a gun I don’t need the heat to blast ya- Burn one with a flow iller than cancer- And let the second hand smoke kill faster. (what the fuck) I was born good looking-but my eyes looked stupid My eyes straight now but the way I view the world’s crooked .im a say it now so it don’t get mistooken- my bars do more battery then police brutality in central booken. From Miami to Brooklyn Im gully…. Turtle neck sweater ,jean shorts and rugbies- 4 yr old timbs gully…… no socks and usen pajama shirts for skullies. You can go ahead and try to knock it- But you the type that moved out and has to pay rent to rep your projects. You one of them pretty boys that claim ill and talk shit- Pretty boys with waves that leave you sea sick. That aint me im totally twisted- Spending grocery bills on getting blitzed kid. With so many dope lines spit, you wonder how much crack I did. (50 centz snippet) YOU CAN FIND ME IN THE CLUB….. drunk off drugs-asking girls for hugs sticking my finger in they pussy nubs- that’s a true thug-you the type that worry aboute your image talk like a stud smoke EXTACY and ask your boys for some love. I don’t worry if yall nigguz like me-or if you spite me- Cause I aint trying to fuck you but am fucking your girl likely! That’s me the type to fallow you to an econo lodge- CAR JACK YOU in the INTREPID screamin get the fuck out of DODGE |
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