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Genre
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Peak #802
Peak in subgenre #428
Author
fiktitious
Uploaded
May 23, 2004
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MP3 2.5 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Hook 2X;
My team is deep and boy we roll thick
My team`s the streets and you should know this
Anybody who want it you`re gonna get it
When we get in this bitch ain`t nobody gonna forget it
Verse I:
You`d best be hard as rock for fucking around, cause if you not
Then chances are in your favor that you`re gonna get shot
With thoughts twisted as Eminem I`m cruisin the block
All these cops abuse priviledge, I`m through with the law
I know fiends that take the heat to spoons but me I keep my cool
Till you lose it then take the heat to you
Beat fools into submission and give em the kiss of death
Not like *mwah* bitch I`m talkin bout tipped lead
Leave you with ripped legs, put a swagger in ya step
Plus that viscious enough to leave a dagger in ya neck
Keep on saying what you wanna but you gotta get a grip
Cause slipping in my circle`s like letting the record skip
Let me, flip it now, shake it up right hurrr
Got a different verse for every damn day of the yurr
Too sick to cure, cursed with a crafty hex
That`ll make ya shit burn worse than nasty sex
I`mma give you, lessons to learn that you can`t forget
We move herb to curbs homie so pass the check
If you frontin and owe us money then we`ll smash ya Lexus
So don`t fuck with the dude with the mean grammar, check this
Hook 2X
Verse II:
I`m ruthless on mics, leave ya toothless in fights
Polite with the sound plus always maneuver it right
Incite riots, you get slapped for just trying
Cause my rhymes cut the fat like an atkins diet
On wax I`m violent when the track is silent
While yall just, smash the vial, take the crack and light it
You can lay low waiting for the finish of night
But my flow`s diminished all signs of visible light
Spitting it tight, slim chance of Matt getting polite
But I will take ya girl if you ain`t hitting it right
Fitting the pipe, know what I`m sayin, I`m betting ya life
That you fucking with me, I`mma leave you sweatting with fright
Infect sight, leave ya optical nerves with burned tips
Got a sick track record, never swerve to miss
Merciless, hurtin kids wit full clips dispursed
If they ask about it, tell em fik was spitting a verse
Hook 4X
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