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Loosing My Mind
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Charts
Peak #1,606
Peak in subgenre #817
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The Cellar Productions
Uploaded
August 10, 2004
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MP3 4.0 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Lyrics
Lay down u wanna battle the great You get ate, bloods a1 sauce on my steak now It takes rounds u aint make it to win it Test limits don’t stop til its finished Take crowds and liven them up Get ur mind aligned wit mine and strive for much more I bust fours to sixteens They call them sick teens stick to split spleens and crush yours I cut whores and break cats And Take that wit the same love you bust nuts for I touch the floor to the ceiling Studio to store to restore that feelin Lord knows we willin to start shakin the earth Breakin these words until they start scrapin the turf Down, wanna measure my worth u kno how? Im the friendly voice of the world that they call sound U seen me around, the sound of a force Anf of course when I rhyme the source of thunder pounds So if u want me now, u better hold the mold to flow This cold wit me a go rounds So kno now, u met a god in the flesh lion in my chest Stay defyin all the titans til the cryin “u the best” Greatest on the earth, who is not gunna stop til u layin in the dirt I took swarms of mcees they try to test me Rude gore so stop sayin im luke warm A new form of rap to rip a whole in the ass Of who swore on money im new porn Go thru dorms, my sound waves travel In ya ears out ya adams apple and u say Hes sick and wat hes sayin is real, Wonder when this kid is getting a deal ( and that’s real) See you feel, wat will get ya ass movin But u don’t give a crap, where the real rap brewin All this steel rap music, don’t appeal or feel right to the real hip hop movement see wat this real cats doin, is writin away to make love to my music like I did my woman on valentines day so clap when I say, lets take rap back to poety and art form and art a flow at least where all it will takes is lyrics for u to notice me I don’t have to have game or a necklace on Just my game face and my sure the piece in my chest is strong The best is gone, the rest are swans, and im the ugly duckling but ill have the last laugh cuz when i grow and spread my wings, the angels will sing in the aftermath of my last rap
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