GG-no-re?i think i should change my name/
cuz it aint a game its a place where u battle to burn up ya name with flames/
i aint the shit im just a cyphering whore/
people just ge ton their knees,just to bow to me on the floor/
i hear a doorbell,but i aint stupid to open the door/
i aint about to get shot by nigguhs like u/
im a motherfucker so fucking y to?(spanish)

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Guess whos back back back.Back again Shadys back...Tell a friend..

got y'all copyin me...cuz ur raps are too lame to climb-in
shit.....I got all these herbs following me like my name's simon
cuz i'm ill with my rhyming.......ain't no one out there to measure
u bitches all run 'round the place,askin for dicks in ya rear,for pleasure
i keep track of the weather,i know wat's crackin on ya minds
u study my lines..bite my styles..cuz i got all wat ur lacking with rhymes

i only got a couple seconds i aint got a minute to waste
i need to haste gettin ready to leave up out this place
say ur shit and let me go before i force it out ur mouth
stop actin like u T.I. man u aint the king of the south
u betta take a different route dont even follow me out
dont think about it cuz i'll smack you the fuck out
like boxing it'll be only one round nigga dont get locked out
it aint about u i got the guns cocked dont get boxed out
i'll knock you out with ease you so dirty and sleazy
and then what, u aint no soul survivor like young jeezy
a lil punk bitch actin cheesy nigga u aint a man
u pissed me the fuck off so u'll see the back of my hand

took me about 7 minutes. im tryin to come up with shit faster.

look you got me fuck'ed up like you taking ass-shots
as not to say, you was the man in the new gay-ass-shop
wearing leather wrap in whip's, asking for tip's
you fucking queer, you probley the founder of hormon's "4 men bigger tit's"
"lick ya lips" and have ya body ready for flips-n-all
so think big desert bird next time u ask, if we gonna do it RAW
look, u'll get WHORED N left to bleed like i pop'ed a few
how many hoe's you got?, i'd say about 3 n Bonafide my possible
after i let off, there aint noting to put a stop-thru-you
all-red, from shots planeted in-u'r-head,
i'll mop the floor with you
point blank really, all ya punches mainly miss
but u'll still feel my hits with hand-cuff wrap around my wrist

what you drinkin on like jim jones actin insane
flowin like cocaine thru your brain objective becomes main
infiltratin buildings and splittin ur cells like sam fisher
with the night vision in the dark, the silent listener
takin people out behind thier back with the silencers
aint no kindness with the flow its just some violence
verbal murderer slicin u up into pieces like ribbons
i kno theres gonna be some mess so i put my bib on
put the lid on aint no one gonna hear u so dont scream
just try to pretend its a dream even tho its a horrible scene

you to lame, couldnt get on a track if it was produce in a train
shit its incyan the way i do my thing from here to main
regulardless i spit my hardest weather you feel me or clown me
but the way it sounds be, alot of followers wanna serround me
bonafide verbally drown'in you herbs into a pool of verbs
slash ya brain-cells in quaters, till you box'ed up like nerds
thats my word, i'll die-come-back and still wouldnt change a thing
ego stuck in my soul, making me spaz like bad back that couldnt hold
but maybe im more ready then the navy in katrina
baby, i'll put the beam to ya, till you mumble ya words thru the nina
freestyle never stop, not even the cops slow my flow
its either duck and dodge, buck N lodge till ya top open like a garage ITS WHATEVER

ima threat to frauds thats why you got an attitude
man i'll take two daggers and cut u side to side like latitude
makin it look like a smiley face make u keep that pose
i suppose but then i'll rip open ur mouth and part it like moses
u might not feel anything cuz u'll be under hypnosis
im like tupac cuz i'll blast on whoevers closest
im the boy who brings black herses and put ur ass in curses
aint go be an alert when i stab u and make ur heart burst
i kno its gon hurt so i brought u so pain killers it might help
but when i suffocate ur ass aint nobody gon hear u yelp

LOOK MAN,

i aint diss you but if you want WAR fam you just set-it
fuck a dead-it, only if hes vital-signs are shot like bad-credit
YOU BITCH like ya name said-it,
so when i bust i'll part ya brain like a spit'in-head-ach
you pathetic, dissing me you gonna regert-it
make a couple of wagers, cuz imma put the sheet-ova like ya bed-did *get it*
i'll suffercate you till you bleed-blue in-need of oxygen
straight up ox's ya man,
ya arm's in'a wooden cuff'in only time you be BOX'IN-MAN * GET IT *

man it's OVA!!

and i aint even take a shot at you bonaifyd
i gave you a complament RE-READ IT BITCH!!

you done fuck'ed up now thou

I appear on the scence, rough rugged and mean...
Talkin' shit about my team, I'll rupture your splean...
Im into the green, fuck all the bullshit in between...
Stealin' all your pride, like I was some crack fiend...
Your whack I mean, your flow is not complete...
Couldnt compete wit my shit, I got the sick beat...

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On The Mic I'm Number One...I'm Also Number Two...
The

TAKE MY ADVICE FROM PEOPLE FROM CANADA nd FUCK YA LYFE

i've seen a killah befor but not G
un-till finally he approuch N try'ed to stop-me
we spit box and actully, shit aint go my way
so i gotta get back to this and flow all day
fucking with you hoe's all day gonna leave me with low sperm count
fuck what u'r bout, cuz i keep a stack of hit's like a boxser account

MAN FUCK THAT LOOK, * TRYIN TO GET HYPE MAN*

a quick jab to ya jaw i'll rupture ya bones
the stucture you couldnt follow if it was cloned
step off my zone,
or end up like them lodon bus'es all BLOWN
im the prize that's kept in foum
plus the pollution fucking up R.V OZONE
the one who cant be stop with tranqullizer guns
the god of rap.... thats train-to-smack you nouns
put on a run, cuz like AT&T, dog im going long-distaince
cuz you're boy come pack'ed with more bars then a prision
couldnt see it coming with a new-born-sercuity-system
risk-them, and get delt with like a few-torn-priority-mission EZ-MAN!

Fuck-a-mission..if ya have navigators who..suck-at-vision
Trust-I'm killin MC's wit empty hands..cupped-for-wisdom
Abasin-ya-facts of leadership..crooks who sought for danger
They taken-a-back like meat hooks..in torture chambers
Skeletons from corpses-hang-up..like cordless phone bases
The whole basis recognized better than..corleone's faces
Abash-ya-dignity..they brag-&-simply act a fool like ludacris
End up being plane..& still won't..attract a cool stewardess
Like cryogenics..it's not ya business..what's ya purpose of knowin
So you'll say you service-the-coldest..using fervent emotions
Let's abrogate wack niggas..whose flows goes-to-exaggerate
Ho's-with-cannons-take lives..make ya old bones-decapitate
Got solo after tapes of auditions..shows you lack the blockbusters
To become one who picks 3 like..lottery's pack-the-hot-numbers

^^ nice.....

im everyday on the block with a brick of the tree's
a prick that keep the heat tuck'ed ova-hes-knees
with a snip'er scoop reach so deep you can look ova-the-sea
squeez N get hit from 500 yards with easy
that'll leave... a hole so big... i'll slide ya nefu throu... would u believe


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