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above it all featuring wBeat & Unraw
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Date Posted: 18:42:49 01/25/04 Sun
been awhile since we last droped! styles kinda frozen Ha
everyone got online so we reppin doubble 1 mo time , i see lotta cats battlin our past flowz. if ya serious bout the beef get at us. otherwise rethink it. doubble after the talleys are marked this will be your last dance.
(Kbk)
you don't wanna fight, this here's a mic
Let me show your bitch ass how to rock it right
Tired of MC’s spoutin off recklessly
They’d rather be ignorant than rock the mic lyrically
Im not talkin’ about conscience but content
MC’s makin’ songs with not substance its nonsense.
I'm ripping the track, djs are enjoying it
Cutting it up, and completely destroying it
I'll smoke you on the mic, and blacken your lungs
I keep my girls close like I'm packin a gun
By the foot of my bed, where my jacket is hung
A callabo, I don't see it happenin son
And a battle, I don't see you lastin through one
sic n nasty*
I can see you wack now but later on ya gonna shine/ha!
so i'll wait a couple years and cut you down in ya prime/
yeah ya girl vegetarian, but still she prefer sausage/
i'll pimp her and have ya losin' head like a skkuurred ostritch/
All i need is one minute in the studio to blaze ya sectors/
then like a pissed of disc jockey, im breakin records/
so fuck what you think, just stay outa my dominion/
and i'll keep this switch blade from changin' ya opinions/
I'll wave two didgets to ya while ya body shakes and fidgets/
cuz i gotta a shorter temper than fuckin angry midgets/
Im in anger management managin'/
Exact you fake as the fuck given when takin advantage of a manaquin/
ya got no game, couldnt 'hit a dime' divin in a charity fountain/
you're diggin in the 'gold' mines while im climbing 'platinum' mountains/
and the only reason im clappin my teacher's erasers/
is cuz i wiped ya chalk outline off of the street of weak haters/
i wouldnt rent ya rhymes cuz i wouldnt wanna 'rent a wreck'/
i'd just steal em and spit em, then they'd finally get respect/
yeah i gotta anger problem, im pissed you flamer/
a bullet through ya head? now that's a 'no brainer'/
Janitor
snap crackle pop like a box of rice crispies
frosted flakes with tony the tizzie
the wired tiger who tells me I’m great
impatient like the trix rabbit can’t wait
dual action hands that work without looking
when you don’t notice I eat what you cooking
far flung fart machines sittin’ on my desk
very unnecessary hair on my chest
when it comes to writin’ rhymes I know I’m not the best
i’m no janitor, clean up your own mess
****Dust Busta****
I'm the metal detector, I'm here to protect ya
My rhyme is the paint, and the beat is the texture
when I rhyme I affect ya
You wanna grab the mic, but your hand won't let ya
Cuz it knows that if you do, you'll go home on a stretcha
we do this type of shit right here, just for pleasure
Stress relief, wait 'til the next release
be hittin every station like a press release
wBeat>
ya git ya mask shot put in a plot/stabbed in ya knot/
fuck you i hope you rot/fuckin rat
ratta tat tat left frozen from the gat/in the back of a cadillac
im kinda nostal-jack/as a matter of fact/not fiction
ur listenin - ta true composition/written like im switchin positions/
like red sox in intermission/..i got a vision / like cleo i see me/ n dan de- vito/
takein ya life like repo/ black hos i vetoanotha casual tay
im a callous gee/this shit is mallous bee/check the snitch mentality/kinda like rhyme analogy/.
your just a faloucy/dead n gone //nobody singin sad songs/your a snitch thats why you diddnt
last long/.
Unraw/ new femcee
Im on target when the bars hit 'spark' rockets and blast off like starships/
Sunz shit hard hits/ dawg you couldnt "measure up" if you came with a "yardstick'
youd be partly retarded even wantin to start shit-fucc around n end up armless/
Im heartless/ I was CONSTRUCTED and I guess it was left off the parts list/
be 'cautious' weaponz has lost it–you get held hostage and tossed in a mosh-pit/
raps hot and inexhaustable-like shots/ from twin glocks/ -wheres your spot in the hospital?
Stop-- thats a hot topica/l-Ill be droppin soon/-shoot for the stars already got the moon/
=lump=let me see ya RANGE or benz that's when my chamber spins
and i send more shots to RIMS than Wilt Chamberlin
fuck the doctor, Face is in, here's a taste of my medicine/
i got more JUICE' than 'O.J' and Snoop with gin/
set fire to the boy's bones wit heat from these uzis/
and have his blood boiling like a bleeding jacuzzis/
sorry lump had to cut your flow short too long you wrote a page im sorry... lol
End...
please vote.. holla back
it is long but u know how it is.
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