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Date Posted: 21:37:38 05/11/06 Thu
Author: Won Dirty
Author Host/IP: cpe-24-33-239-31.insight.res.rr.com / 24.33.239.31
Subject: Re: I want to become a rapper
In reply to: Bobby 's message, "I want to become a rapper" on 13:08:11 03/06/06 Mon

>I want do become a rapper.


Here's some shit!

Sitting lonely
Never stoned knowingly
That they might come
Any minute with guns
Just to front wit grins
Wicked smiles begin
The smell of rotted flesh
An overwhelming test
Just the fear of death
Makes mental unrest
To the point where skill
And knowledge fulfills
The mind body and soul
To control the inner folds
Of man bloody knives
Surround our fuckin hives
So swarm and attack
Breaking backs with my ax
Laying flat on the ground
So inform that they found
And ready for the war
That is coming more and more
Everyday anyways
To the grave give away
To the point where death
Is upon your door step
And yo chest caving in
From the hatred within
Soul decay on the way
To make sure you are brave
But ya not call a cop
Bring a badge and get popped
I won’t stop never flop
On top till I rot
In the ground sellin pounds
And them os to them hos
Ripping off every prick
Cuz im slick and im sick
Off the dick or get slapped
In the limo or the cab
Nasty scab that’s just picked
Bloody shit oozing quick
Infected to the point
No point to anoint
Cuz Im sick end of point
Never fuck with me boy.

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