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This is me Testament of Shoot To Kill... Sometimes in life you forget who you are... I am very religious, so to remind me of God in everything I do I took on the name Testament... But at the same time I let loose and let cats feel the force of the man, lyrically and on the streets, I reign... So thats why I chose the alter alias of DieNasty... As they keep holding me down, I can do nothing but hold my ground... .::Testament::.
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#5,854 in subgenre Peak #25
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Peak #1,063
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Testament
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DieNasty 2004
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April 09, 2004
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MP3 1.5 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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look ya skills is lacking, so come-correct/ I put clips to the dude, like when blunts-is-spent/ i set up shop and leave, Test a resting-roamer/ kid ill bring you to ya end, like bending-over/ If you the, boondock's saint, then our ghettos-is-gone/ Stab you with stilleto's and settle the metal-in-bone/ wanna beat testament, better peddle-k'orans/ the rebel-with-arms/ kill ya fam and ya life, like the rebels-in-nam/ Simply stated, this win is, working-easy/ leave dude full a maggots, like the earth beneath-me/ I heard about the church, in it's own-accord/ but saint, fucking with me, is a lil over-board/ see i'm laying-claim to ya basic-brain/ and bury the body alive, like david-blaine/ i decode my audios to its purest-form/ and put these waves to ya head like i'm surfing-on/ when shit hits the fan and i'm, blazing-the-track/ i run through the boondocks like, caucasians-with-flats/ and i'm basically claiming that ya very training is lax/ could light a candle, and still couldn't burn-wax/ So pick up ya firmest-track... ...an compare my weakest/ it'll turn hating dudes, into firm believers/ i don't even gotta-spit, i let the captions work/ n put you in a lotta-shit, and then wipe you off/ open my bible and peep my revalations/ how i'll turn you liquid like perspirations/ determined to blaze-him, i ill twist him and take-him/ keep ya words to yaself, against a boundless-vet/ cuz we all know you little, like malcom-x/ Ya lyrical backing is lacking, start-peeping-text/ and I'll listen ta your rhymes, and get a sleepful-rest/ i'll take out this emcee, and the people-next/ so you can never die alone like, D-M-X/
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