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Post by True Essence on Nov 12, 2006 16:07:59 GMT -5
Everyday is a hustle, it's either life or death// Rhymes so sick, im too quick,n*gga take a breath// Fair is foul, and foul is fair, I can quote MacBeth// Some of you crackhead *ss n*ggas better stop with the Meth//
Drive tight whips and make moeny is what I do// I untangle problems metamorphically, like a judicial review// DESSERT STORM at it's finest, f*ck DJ. Clue// Now lets get this sh*t started it's way overdue//
Now this is the last of my lyrics, I'm killing yall softly// Leave yall bitch *ss n*ggas eyes blacker than coffee// I got big balls, they grow bigger than cork trees. If yall cats wanna mess with the kid, pick up ya phone and call me
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Post by anth on Nov 13, 2006 15:56:18 GMT -5
nice flow and nice wordplay with this one here mayne
Grade: 3
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