d fresh
12-07-2008, 10:05 PM
Page 1
My testament is a reference to D Mecca to a less extent
Negligent but still heaven sent to represent
This seven is bent off the joys of life still the boys are trife
Fake dudes we destroy this type
Some are wishing for an open cell cause they had dope to sell
Talking coke on their cell in coded language that was cracked
Donuts was weed Danish was crack
Cause of the anguish they wanna crack at a reverse in time
This thought hurts my mind when I rehearse a line from a verse that find
Your ear clear with sheer honesty hear my modesty wrapped in confidence
That suggest my prominence D Fresh equal dominance
Simply put if you listen to the wisdom I Clay Davis the system
Not guilty even if I got filthy
Slave to the mud cut a MCs neck and bathe in its blood
Cause he plays a thug acting out a part
Cracking out a fart while macking out a dart
Heat packing for this art snacking like a shark
Bread stacking by the cart
Page 2
I’m back for the first time another cursed rhyme that hearst lines
Worst than spine injuries feel the energy I been a G
Not a gangsta just add O.D. no talk just send the fee you see
What I’m inking affect Blacks more than Lincoln
While these MCs are shrinking like a weakling
I’m speaking what you seeking every weekend
Black and proud rarely lack a scowl but I pack a smile
When I mack a fowl for good taste
Chickens bring a grin to a hood face cause I would base
A connect to get some good face
Don’t care about race when talking dumping my nut waste
When a broad’s mouth and my dick elope and she don’t choke
Got me fighting the urge to cum pulling a rope-a-dope
Before Johnson knock out a great white hope
Hopefully down her throat graphic like porn
Not part of society’s norm
Cause I see through facades as I brainstorm
Making knowledge born in written material
I’m that nigga writing imperial while eating some cereal they talk about on Backstage
Next to some Apple Jacks I attack a page the sound of a track with rage
Each sentence packed with blaze to wreck the trashest
On the street where the tech blastes
I affect the masses with the dialect that’s the brashest
http://www.zshare.net/audio/523848265b3c2ccf/
My testament is a reference to D Mecca to a less extent
Negligent but still heaven sent to represent
This seven is bent off the joys of life still the boys are trife
Fake dudes we destroy this type
Some are wishing for an open cell cause they had dope to sell
Talking coke on their cell in coded language that was cracked
Donuts was weed Danish was crack
Cause of the anguish they wanna crack at a reverse in time
This thought hurts my mind when I rehearse a line from a verse that find
Your ear clear with sheer honesty hear my modesty wrapped in confidence
That suggest my prominence D Fresh equal dominance
Simply put if you listen to the wisdom I Clay Davis the system
Not guilty even if I got filthy
Slave to the mud cut a MCs neck and bathe in its blood
Cause he plays a thug acting out a part
Cracking out a fart while macking out a dart
Heat packing for this art snacking like a shark
Bread stacking by the cart
Page 2
I’m back for the first time another cursed rhyme that hearst lines
Worst than spine injuries feel the energy I been a G
Not a gangsta just add O.D. no talk just send the fee you see
What I’m inking affect Blacks more than Lincoln
While these MCs are shrinking like a weakling
I’m speaking what you seeking every weekend
Black and proud rarely lack a scowl but I pack a smile
When I mack a fowl for good taste
Chickens bring a grin to a hood face cause I would base
A connect to get some good face
Don’t care about race when talking dumping my nut waste
When a broad’s mouth and my dick elope and she don’t choke
Got me fighting the urge to cum pulling a rope-a-dope
Before Johnson knock out a great white hope
Hopefully down her throat graphic like porn
Not part of society’s norm
Cause I see through facades as I brainstorm
Making knowledge born in written material
I’m that nigga writing imperial while eating some cereal they talk about on Backstage
Next to some Apple Jacks I attack a page the sound of a track with rage
Each sentence packed with blaze to wreck the trashest
On the street where the tech blastes
I affect the masses with the dialect that’s the brashest
http://www.zshare.net/audio/523848265b3c2ccf/