YoYo

My gun talk got ya body outlined in white chalk
Have niggas calln u da birdman the way u flock
I like niggas dat pleade, i slit ya throat to up my high
Put ya body in a museam, make ya shirt Ti-Die
Bye-Bye, last words u hear, looks like ya best friend wus fear
Clear, shot to ya neck, ugh, wut a mess, damn anotha through ya vest............


U can Finish dat up or start a new one

this really is a dumb topic, specially on the net too, how u gone flow bout murda n guns? grow the fuk up...

ya ya we know, gangsters kill people with their guns, thats no fun//
theres nothing interesting in that, how bout a web i spun//
left u hangin there, till i was ready for my feast//
slow and steady like a beast, eat u in under 20 seconds at least//

when u hear the nine cockin,
best betta start walkin,
i mite put holes in yo chest cavity fuckin u up totaly,
get u totalled-g, when i bomb yo crib,
i pull a fuckin shotty to yo rib.

like a crazy ass bitch u tried to fight/
but i cocked bak the trigger and put the bullet into flight/
there wasnt any point in runnin son im the one with the gun/
another sucka killed by a dum dum/
hit ur chest like a tyson blow/
the noise was the last thing u heard thats the end of the show/

i got a 44 dead bodys galore/lookin for some clips but i i cant find any more/shit the feds are at the door got my ak shootin my way out gettin hit a few times,loosin blood slip on some slippery mud/look up to see what my last sights will be/feds aim sniper rifles at me/i no this is the end of treach p

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Soft focus

Whats the point of living?

The voices in my head Feat. Rule

Unlikely Alias

More Comming soon!

now whats rightful,
me to let u go or clap u with my rifle,
fuck the law i'm a flip the gat at yo jaw,
and stick u up, pick u up and u can get carried away,
sprayed showered with shells, hear the church bells,
u dont wanna be 6 feet deep or see yo folks in all black,
u get merked with my gat, i shove a gun in yo rib,
shoot up yo mom's crib.

got my tekk strapped ta the small of my back.//
all ya hear is tha click clack, then everythin' fades black.//
lifes crashed like a train wreck.//
that's how I roll when I sway my stack.//
lay mu-fuckers back.//

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semi automatcs
leave ya body spasmatic
like athsmatics
you still at it?

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freelance

RN Vs RB WAR!!....yr 2000...vet~~YEA I SAID VET!! WHAT YOU WANT ME TO PROVE IT? STEP THEN YOU FUCKING HOMO'S

yea i'm still-at-it like still-matic,
shoot u in the spine n leave yaw like a spastic,
yaw playin with cap guns i'm past-it,
the shells make u pray, u betta say em before i spray,
yo decision if u still want yo vision,
afta i'm dun with u wont even be able to tell if the sun has risen.

imma start off with complete desenegration/
get tied to a pole / and there the bullets go/
head of the last MCs rhymes / slit your throat/
and still pop the nine/ say you slipped and fell/
when you was really swallowed up by my barrel/
i handle my shit well/ assasinate you and make shure
you fall to the pits of hell/
ak-47's and R-5's when you see the regal swerve around the corner / might as well close your eyes/
we aint gonna miss/ so many guns poppin tagetin you through
mist/ AR33 equipped/ fuck the rap battle rip em with 40 round clips/ sink you like a damn ship/ on a fuckin patrolling night shift/

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You Want It With Me Shure lets raise stakes...
U More Of Fag Them Niggas You Claim U Gang Raped...
Rhymes Foul... Your Shit Is Irrelivant...
With Heat Like This No Wonder Why Im Meltin The Residents...
~anubis


Net Record 49-30

Stay Merking

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damn that was phat, for a buncha random werds thrown together

some old shit

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You Want It With Me Shure lets raise stakes...
U More Of Fag Them Niggas You Claim U Gang Raped...
Rhymes Foul... Your Shit Is Irrelivant...
With Heat Like This No Wonder Why Im Meltin The Residents...
~anubis


Net Record 49-30

Stay Merking