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i SPIT shine my own throne...
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"When I die bury me with the LO on... Official to the death for all eternity and so on" ![]() Lo Down & Dirty " WASTED ON THE USUAL WIT MOM DUKES WAITIN ON THE FUNERAL" "MY MOUSTACHE LIKE ADOLFS"-Ghostface
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The People's Champ
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Rollin into town w/ green packs in the back
Cops right next to me, watch how cool I react They don't know shit and my head stays tight Baggin up the endo, everyone gettin high tonight They breakin up buds and I'm breakin up bread Take care of the work and then I feed my head Some choke off da smoke, you can't see through the room Kick back relax and let the bass go boom |
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akaTRIFE TYSON~spitboxer
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fuck a rhyme whore with boards that be 4x4
nine inch nailz deadin bodies so fraile they crack like shells on snails i get wet like paracites that ride on the backs of whales drinkin from the grail.....cause Concept gets ill yo ya tom foolery aint foolin me i decrypted the divici code my heart is minus 50 degrees of cold hearted like cardiac arrest bless the mic while suckin the breathe out ya chest lace the cess with the most rugged drug that penetrates skullz like slugz slow off top but kill the writtens that busts ya mugz hot as hell on fire wit spit fire aimed at thugz atire imma perspire....cause i bead bitches pours got ya open like raw infected soars smothered in sars back lash the computer graph and split atoms in half
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"When I die bury me with the LO on... Official to the death for all eternity and so on" ![]() Lo Down & Dirty " WASTED ON THE USUAL WIT MOM DUKES WAITIN ON THE FUNERAL" "MY MOUSTACHE LIKE ADOLFS"-Ghostface
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akaTRIFE TYSON~spitboxer
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yo nigga you no Concept be a made man
fingure fuck ya bitch and give ya daps wit the same hand nut avalanche wit ya dame skiin on my dicks substance drunken awkward raps role up ya crew in obundance i got my eye on ya moms while u still lookin for sumpthin blow up the spot like spontaneous human combustion chew niggaz up and spitt out they wack rhymes with human consumption the block is hot and i aint tellin jake nothin so you must be lien threw ya teeth when suckin dick n cum pumpin yall mid-week like hump day every other day ya boy gets off on ya other homie you plus ya crew must be very lonlely im spittin off the top still..dont forget you owe me rape pillage and fucked up every town ive known B
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"When I die bury me with the LO on... Official to the death for all eternity and so on" ![]() Lo Down & Dirty " WASTED ON THE USUAL WIT MOM DUKES WAITIN ON THE FUNERAL" "MY MOUSTACHE LIKE ADOLFS"-Ghostface
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The People's Champ
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Dirtiest grime, smash on the roaches who approach
Toothless bodies bagged and smoked in brush fires The game is sour like the milk that expires Bald tires, they be runnin too long Crowned the king cause I tower like Kong Smash an ancrobat top act, brilliant when I'm flippin Territorial dispute, refute w/ the hollow tips that get to rippin They got bannana peel game, I'm pulling souls out they frame Hang you a buck-fifty and I ain't gettin no change Can't run from the four-five range Get too far in the game and fools get strange Can't even trust my main dame So I declaw these pussy cats with baseball bats Dryin they feet in concrete vats Time to take a swim and that's that Droppin off of boats in spots remote The shark attract to the blood from throats Seafood to a killer species, I'm similiar to those beneath me |
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akaTRIFE TYSON~spitboxer
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welcome to the wu dojo
Concept rides in wit four hoarsemen but we aint playin polo rip herbs in half by myself spittin solo i hate the matrix but im duckin cats shots in slo-mo bow down to the street and lick the bottom of my feet homo my raps so tight i got the taliban screamin OH NO off the top with a fresh rap yall so-so not even like a see saw tweekin cause Biggies on the bottom and my minds off the meters cold hearted with heaters so i contradict myself the diiference between me and you is i spit for wealth blow off the dust like records on top shelf if i spit weak like you id fuckin bury myself lol on the raw drunk tip nigga
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"When I die bury me with the LO on... Official to the death for all eternity and so on" ![]() Lo Down & Dirty " WASTED ON THE USUAL WIT MOM DUKES WAITIN ON THE FUNERAL" "MY MOUSTACHE LIKE ADOLFS"-Ghostface
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akaTRIFE TYSON~spitboxer
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"Hang you a buck-fifty and I ain't gettin no change"
you got raw there nigga ...thats a killer line
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"When I die bury me with the LO on... Official to the death for all eternity and so on" ![]() Lo Down & Dirty " WASTED ON THE USUAL WIT MOM DUKES WAITIN ON THE FUNERAL" "MY MOUSTACHE LIKE ADOLFS"-Ghostface
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Soldjah Blue
Join Date: May 2006
Location: behind you mothafucka
Age: 23
Posts: 51
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yo every fuckin body should be fleein tha buildin//
when I´m there cuz you know that I´m a real fuckin villain// still killin, just shillin, doin what I´m skilled in// lets keep it up yo untill this mothafucka feels it// you aint shit to, so just fuck it// next time you se me, you better be duckin// when I´m pullin tha glock, one shot, two shots// make your bodies drop bitch, Mr:Merrick cant be stoped// all you do is talk shit, your lyrics are dog shit// better duck when I´m spittin cuz my ryhmes are toxic// better flee when you see me, cuz I leave// nuthin but your mothafuckin bodies on tha murderscene// |
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tha agent of sickness
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first time in the dojo, but it stiil feel like home,when I cause foam,from seasures due to my sickspearian poem,on a level that's treble,plus much more than base,sharper then blades,clean cutz id get u better profit on those
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Eternal Member
Join Date: May 2006
Location: Daytona 500
Posts: 334
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i be the MosHigh
999 flip the Omen Nemo..Marvel at the new Hip Hop Hero blast like a supernova reduce your flow down to zero burn De niro in Casinos a Good Fella wit Heat like Pacino opticals turn to popsicles froze in a trance hypnotize ya mind if by chance you catch a glance i know i'm too advance rhymes rush ya hut like angry ants nggas pant women chant parades hold up traffic for the GI champ i get amped when i write inclined to the divine like a skateboard ramp stomp my stamp in ya subconscious leave your forehead damp revamp my whole demeanor the more dro i blow the more my flow gets meaner inhale oxygen and trees since the seventies i'm like a breeze cool wherever you find me blindly type let my third eye get right wit this device slice dimensions into sectors spit a lecture that travels like a vector knocking down your gated communtiy setting off all the smoke detectors...
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"Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood) "Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500) |
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Junior Member
Join Date: May 2004
Location: lagos
Posts: 26
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u is 3 stripes fool, icarry 5 stars
u be walkin on foot while i ride in ue car cos am to much 4 u i make tidal waves i dont fear notin men ,i glide without a shave
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SiferBorn
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unbidden, a poisonous pen's venom begins it's mission
guided slightly by my mind's eye and a bit of lyricism criticisms bend deeply in the winds of my wisdom given freely to the seeds needing nurishment during these proceedings FIRST- TIMER AND OFF DA DOME! THE SAGA WILL CONTINUE |
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DEAD
Join Date: Jun 2006
Posts: 151
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Surface appears worthless on purpose/
But the service gottem nervous Enough to call bluffs and go fisticuffs w/ rough scuffs that'll permanetly fuck you up. How corrupt to shut what disrupts and checks nuts. Rather abrupt to cut what was once a lifeline. |
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rabbit habits..
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swinging murder air attacks catestrophic gats
pulverizing my culprits, laying down death mats scrap with minimal mishaps, consume anti-matter fluids demonizing cupids, inferno exhaled now the fake felons bail
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DEAD
Join Date: Jun 2006
Posts: 151
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No more cumpleanos mi manos put out hits like italianos
Gravano without protection, cut from throat to midsection No connection, pay phones, busy intersection, Misdirection, killers fly in from outta state Boxing with heavyweights that shoot straight Greenery pushed up t,he interstate to bake cake Earthquakes for jakes irrate mindstates Dominate the landscape, there's no escape |
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