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Trouble Lucifer
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Peak #828
Peak in subgenre #142
Author
Lucifer
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Sg realty company
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August 18, 2007
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MP3 3.8 MB, 128 kbps, 4:09
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im fuckin trouble ill burst your fuckin bubble pop the top to your lid n make my money double when u least expect it as a kid neglected now on the block my crews truly hectic shockin like electric and we rep it cuz we top knotch got the rocks in my socks im too sneaky fer the cops i make the clocks stop then make the glocks pop make the seen hot make a chop body marks on the street from all the chalk ur goin home in a huge body boxx n i get away from the goofy sloppy cops break a snitches jaw before he starts to talk cuz its the grind and it is my time im here on the block tryna make it all mine Leaving Enemies In The Cemetary like Bloody Mary im bloody Scary ima 3 time fellon sendin dogs strate to heaven bustin ak 47 gives my dick an erection show no affection just strate direction n my blades straight disectin your head n neck make your spinal cord disconnect makaveli really heavy power resurrect protect your set and check up your tech before i start to reign like hurricane deck homes behave or get cut by your own blade the chrome blade put chur guts on your own legs homie im sicker then full grown aids and my block got more rock then the stone age and all the rage comes from my ghetto slum the metal gun is at your head and your only son im rolling up a blunt dipped straight in coco rum my foots on the pedal boy im ready forsome fun run from the slum i got my hand on the gun my enemies are lesson B's they alll get done n im smokin trees to the beat of the drum im takin mad sips off the red rum so don b dumb when i put the chrome to your dome i buss a single fo-four bust a jingle trap door break away see more im strapped wid a gat and a c4 and im more dangerous then angel dust don even try ye just fuckin trust cuz ill straight up unjust the screws to your door i got metaphores more dirty then your local whores im chokin pores on ur face right from the core n if u wanted more i'd b more then glad to stab a fag dump him in the trunk as he sunks down in a cab then tell his fuckin dad make police really mad as they bring him home soakin wet in a huge garbage bag i got 10 mack 10's i toss 10 to all my friends im drinkin rem mixed with a little hen n im bout to blast really fast at all ur men n i never end imm known too b infinite like no such thing as a single minute n im livin it im rippin it strippin ur cash really fast den im dippin it in a geteway car if i die tonight then heaven aint far seven eight bar strip on the high way i don give fuck i get high everyday like snoop d - o double g lookin fer some bitches wid some double d's trust me im known to b trouble g on the grind fer time tryna life fuckin struggle free but i smuggle d's im known to evil dats why i keep this desert eagle for my people and thers nothing u can do to impress me you just a freshy come test me and its gon get a bit messy and some sexy bitch is down at my feet i found her on the street starving fer the meat i pulled out my dick n she began to lick i gagged her in her throat til the bitch got sick and this is my tip im cold in the Heart ill come at chu in the midst of the dark then tear up yo flesh like im a pissed shark one bloody mess is the state of my art amazingly smart and this be nothing turnin into somethin s ill aim at chur neck and catch u in ur head if ur ducking..you dumb fucking idiot what dont chu get imm fuckin sick wid it sick wid the clip sick like a trick who gets hit by a spic im on some sick tips wid some sick hits sendin you to hell its a free sick trip
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