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Knok-A-Fella
08-04-2005, 10:36 AM
Thugs life

this is how you become a thug by lok and loadin a clip
i got hatred for the cops like the blood and the crips
cos the chambers chromed out with a blacked out grip
the bullets hollow tipped, words like ice picks
u got a 6 hole revolver and u fired 6 slugs
i can see ya eyes twitchin im a call ya bluff
it dont matter if im wrong cos my time is up
my death will be avenged by my homies and thugs
but ur gun fires blanks like an olympic race
i knew you werent real its written on ya face
your clips dried up like the christian faith
i'll see you at the entrance of satans gates
lickin shells like bulldog better believe im gunnin
like the 76 summers im stunnin and cunnin
so u put the gat away u aint stuntin or thuggin
ur the type of motherfuker that keeps on runnin


Chorus X2
this is a thugs life u better believe it
cappin all the lil bitches who couldnt percieve it
ur like a pregnant motherfucker who couldnt concieve it
crown me the illest lyricist im gonna achieve it

verse 2

the moment disappeared but were still in the struggle
i'll make ya eyes see lights as i swipe at ya muscle
im like a puzzle never finish me i stay on my hustle
choose the drugs or my family or continue to juggle
i got mindless street soldiers killin like zombies
ive ended so many lives aint no heaven for me
like a german holocaust abusin purposely
killin innocent victims for the sake of germany
but fuk that im not no psycho or rapist
close my eyes i dispise all the people i wasted
my style is secretive like u.s naval bases
unidentified lyricist openin people like cases
cos i got more lines then a cocaine addict
and im a danger to ya system like attack of the panics
u crumble under pressure im as sturdy as granite
ima chop u into peices with the help of my hatchet

Chorus X2
this is a thugs life u better believe it
cappin all the little bitches who couldnt percieve it
ur like a pregnant motherfucker who couldnt concieve it
crown me the illest lyricist im gonna achieve it

verse 3

if u look into me eyes all u gun see is fire
brimstone flamin up a mercenary for hire
but i dont use guns or knives i use wire
wrap around ya head tight so u wen u breathe i sire
i got ur head on target as i shoot it i hit it
AS im loadin 1 clip lacin bullets like whippets
i spit the truth in th booth man no false gimmicks
im spittin pure lyrics not no second rate physics
but the metal used for bullets shud b titanium
have a hollow tip tipped with nuclear plutonium
ingulf ya skull and leave no cranium
cyanide replaces teflon explodes like uranium
im a merciless gangster like robert de niro
smugglin drug money thru his crooked casino
got people in the back dealin multiple c-notes
but they work for less money like spanish latinos

Criticism appreciated

Bless, 1

Knok-A-Fella
08-07-2005, 10:14 AM
come on fam

criticism needed

Bless, 1

Ebo
08-07-2005, 01:28 PM
Sup? I wasn't really feeling the content of this verse, flow was aight though.
Who's Khrome Khaliba?