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Old 03-19-2006, 06:32 AM   #38
venex
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Yo, I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains
Inside the best frames ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots
And drug spots, well if youíre too poor to move out
Or get a new house, itís like livin in a war walkin through shootouts
And you doubt God exists, when hard fists
Be poundin on your head like jackhammers
Youíre trapped in the black drama, you hear the laughter
Seconds after that you fade out, youíre played out, youíre laid out
Your heart nearly gave out, youíre lucky that you made out
With just a few scars when the beating ends
The streets [sniff] let ya breathe again
But evil men, will soon be on the receiving end
Of universal law, Iím callin on the meek and the poor
To fight back and never forfeit the day you have to go to war
With forces that are armed upon the seven continental borders
A mental fortress is essentials to absorb this
My sword hits the human orb until it orbits
In the art of war kids see grym reap be morbid
Since pieces of the lost civilization in the past
Had my photographs etched inside of pyramids
To laugh at this revelation, without 365 days of concentration
And twenty-four hour meditation, would be foolishly pagan
Iím ancient as íamení, see I stay grym
Throwin fools in in a pit full of pit bulls to be shaken
Or strapped to the crossroads of hell and inner sin
Which trap the sinners in, to sell such in sing-sing
I bring grym tidings, tidal-ed/titled your wave all not exciting
Stop riding the dick, start writin your own shit
Cause I stick figures that think they fat and canít rap wind blast
I make em slim fast, lookin like stick figures
Iím all that, I bag chips at concerts and shows
Get more panties than hoes that boost victoria secret clothes
Foes is tagged like ex-foes toes at the coronerís
Kids with cold feet rise and fall like the barometer
Grym will mentally chop your career
See shit is locked down here, like penitentiary blocks in tears
Escape outta your ducts every time you hear my name
You better duck fate, or catch a fuckin face full of duct tape
You get smacked like a trick that sniffed off her money
Then smoked like rzarector with the blunts dipped in honey


peace!
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