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    verse one

    Since wu emerged everyone wants to be Gods
    And say peace amongst the beasts and corner stars
    it take more than lessons to be righteous
    knowing you were created in his image and likeness
    no matter if you read the bible or the koran
    if you sell coke or chron or stay armed
    these days have me alarmed woman charmed with charms
    club hoppers enticed by knockers bloodsuckers in babylon
    never claimed 5 percent but i studied til' the sky was tint
    universal i'am realized the real lies and polished my defense
    up against the wall my squad answers the final call
    steady building and destroying makers of the laws
    positive energy put into practice i say peace to all
    who reflect on the days end niggas wishing they was made-men
    besides the wu half the game duplicating italians
    smoke you to dust like dustheads on Staten island


    hook

    the consequences of portraying a lie is a wish to die
    so i give them non-fiction feeling friction when i pass by

    verse two

    alot of hate from these cheap skates and chaps
    ya'll lyrically jogging while i'm running laps
    son in fact that ice come up off that
    fast as well as the stash in the trap
    see i'm not doing it for self
    but why floss in front of wolves? u must not want your wealth
    you dissed your own but when it's on you demand help
    thinking if you throw a couple of grands around you run the town
    your own people played you and layed you down
    it was all good when you were underground
    and nobody cared until you talked like a thug wearing braids in your hair
    jeans half way past your ass noone wants to see your shitty underwear
    last year was a good one still your label throwing you crumbs
    running up in you raped for funds that's no fun
    treated like a step-son your rep's done so get a gun
    and become a statistic from a biscuit
    son frontin' like he has beef inside heart of a chicken
    Last edited by Mantra; 05-11-2010 at 09:51 AM.



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    uppin'



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    yo tight shit son, determinately a dope

    Since wu emerged everyone wants to be Gods
    And say peace amongst the beasts and corner stars
    it take more than lessons to be righteous
    knowing you were created in his image and likeness
    no matter if you read the bible or the koran
    if you sell coke or chron or stay armed
    these days have me alarmed woman charmed with charms
    club hoppers enticed by knockers bloodsuckers in babylon
    never claimed 5 percent but i studied til' the sky was tint
    universal i'am realized the real lies and polished my defense
    up against the wall my squad answers the final call
    steady building and destroying makers of the laws
    positive energy put into practice i say peace to all
    who reflect on the days end niggas wishing they was made-men
    besides the wu half the game duplicating italians
    smoke you to dust like dustheads on Staten island

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    the whole piece is righteous....i really like the hook

    "the consequences of portraying a lie is a wish to die
    so i give them non-fiction feeling friction when i pass by"
    "Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)

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    thanks mos still uppin'



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    good piece J

    sounds like it had a more personal tone to it, def seems directed at an issue

    peace

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    Quote Originally Posted by J.T.S. View Post
    verse one

    Since wu emerged everyone wants to be Gods
    And say peace amongst the beasts and corner stars
    it take more than lessons to be righteous
    knowing you were created in his image and likeness
    no matter if you read the bible or the koran
    if you sell coke or chron or stay armed
    these days have me alarmed woman charmed with charms
    club hoppers enticed by knockers bloodsuckers in babylon
    never claimed 5 percent but i studied til' the sky was tint
    universal i'am realized the real lies and polished my defense
    up against the wall my squad answers the final call
    steady building and destroying makers of the laws
    positive energy put into practice i say peace to all
    who reflect on the days end niggas wishing they was made-men
    besides the wu half the game duplicating italians
    smoke you to dust like dustheads on Staten island


    hook

    the consequences of portraying a lie is a wish to die
    so i give them non-fiction feeling friction when i pass by

    verse two

    alot of hate from these cheap skates and chaps
    ya'll lyrically jogging while i'm running laps
    son in fact that ice come up off that
    fast as well as the stash in the trap
    see i'm not doing it for self
    but why floss in front of wolves? u must not want your wealth
    you dissed your own but when it's on you demand help
    thinking if you throw a couple of grands around you run the town
    your own people played you and layed you down
    it was all good when you were underground
    and nobody cared until you talked like a thug wearing braids in your hair
    jeans half way past your ass noone wants to see your shitty underwear
    last year was a good one still your label throwing you crumbs
    running up in you raped for funds that's no fun
    treated like a step-son your rep's done so get a gun
    and become a statistic from a biscuit
    son frontin' like he has beef inside heart of a chicken
    this is fuckin truth in the form of text...repped

    THE REAL PCP

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    peace Skamp



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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