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02-09-2009, 12:19 PM
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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"The lyrically elite" J.T.S. and bronze feet
(Bronze feet)verse one
we practice martial arts on rooftops ancient art forms older then your grand pops heart stops from fatal finger jabs arteries block cardic arrest, cranes elegance, toad style armour bullets delfect, reflect the movement of opponents a marksman with my sights honed in and it gives me a new hope looking threw the lense of a sniper scope dope like cannibis, dope like herion the lyrically elite puttin hits on you radio men lions caged in a den, its will be the death of you reaching for my pen, buddha before Zen recommend - ation, recieve commemoration for my stance in defence of my nation i was around way before creation and these illusions of God and who we call Satan Chrous (J.T.S.) Lyrically elite putting hits on crabs in streets we lust the beef Putting contenders under the sea with the coral reefs J.T.S. and Bronze feet rep the section 9 fleet Bringing hell on earth to emcee's without mobb deep Last verse (J.T.S.) Focus is kept vulture sight i move like flocks of bats at night Spit with might despite the hate it's a hiatus for haters tonight The good life changes when your'e surrounded by armed strangers merciless anger waging war with bangers the unworthy enemy hangers getting money like major coke slangers Bronze, and specialist Concrete beds for knuckleheads to rest i'm restless a living death threat shot after the microphone check Sting you to death like hornets protecting their nests Running down vexed vets in the customized lex Respects never demanded it's given last days of missions i get inside editions and edit your auditions Put vocals in audio prisons poetical lines glisten whipping on the freeway high speed spraying religon Given curses that became blessings of precision expertism sizzling friction of convictions i manage to manhandle the rhythm giving mc's inner incisons surgical disaster with the tools i dig in
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02-09-2009, 01:48 PM
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Winter is Coming
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Lovin this
i was hopin you got this verse couldnt remember if pm'd you or not lol dope chorus too |
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02-09-2009, 01:59 PM
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H.R. Puffinstuff
Join Date: Oct 2006
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sec 9 rep ^ both of u
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02-09-2009, 02:03 PM
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Winter is Coming
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Peace B Rock thanks
let me know if you ever wanna do a collab again, the last one was dope |
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02-09-2009, 02:09 PM
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H.R. Puffinstuff
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02-10-2009, 10:30 AM
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
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Big ups Bronze and section-9 guns
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02-10-2009, 11:53 AM
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Winter is Coming
Join Date: Jul 2008
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Peace J
get at me if you wanna do this again |
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