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Old 03-12-2014, 06:59 PM   #4412
J.T.S.
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your not ready for a change or movement. Stupid!

the pro's and cons are conclusive and elusive the due date for spades invaded by deuces
groups cannot regroup without proper planning still peace I'm true to the truces
made by opposing operations that operate off bloody invasions
the death look crook red as the eyes of the raven
reveal the blade in the tunnel duel lights blown out by the iron maiden
protect my birds nesting from perverts with drool dripping thinking of molesting
rapid chest punches means more cardiac arresting conquer your section
before we face-off both sides bow and prey that god bless em
you hear the cries of war and timid squads cornered chop em raw
abandoned ships stolen heavy anchors lifted from sea floors
no time to lock your car doors their blown off no calcium your bones soft
forgot the payment know your phones off accept your loss
so we can move on the premesis is know owned by the nemesis
cotton mouthed but still spill extended spits who you with?
run up in your projects and Jackie chan the bricks
you could be with a queen but would rather settle for a bitch
with low self -esteem a broken down materialistic fiend
over thirty with dirty thoughts still living like a care-less teen
with a polluted womb rotten from the aborted babies of drug -moving goons
vagina wider than a walk-in closet filthy juices stinking up the room
she's the living dead pretty faced dime sending niggas to death beds
homie is dying from the virus fuck the street cred we keep lead
not afraid to pop-off in the zone that is know code-red
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