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CO-CO PUFFS SAMPLE
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ICIN' ON THA CAKE YOU KNOW WHAT IM SAYN?
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cut up a sack n blayze up, wrap it in tha paper, after u gut tha bastard wit tha razor
My rap names "Shackle tha Ghetto Phantom". I write on real lyfe situationz, mostly my own past experiences, events, or current situationz. I lived it, so i spit it. If u dont like what u hear from me then plug your earz wit a bullet.
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Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
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Peak #2,021
Peak in subgenre #310
Author
SHACKLE
Uploaded
October 31, 2004
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MP3 1.8 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Pass me tha weed n lace it, I proceed to brace it, Low eyez, so high, we could leave in space shipz, Grip spliffs kick back wit marshianz, Tha phantomz marchin, our hatchetz sharpened, Full of weed and coke, we crash apartments, We smoke, till its black and darkened, Like a casket burried, Don't hit tha shotgun til we ash tha cherry, Scary, my habitz very, But none can match when mary'z, covered in snow, I see corpses rize above from below, Start walkin, I'm talkin to hoverin crowz, Puffin' tha dro slow corrupted by blow, Incased in my lungz, Unaware that I stuck, A blade in a thug, Derranged, crazed, I bath in hiz blood, Im a dangerous fuck, when I spark up tha co-co, Lyfe iz in slow-mo, slice up a homo, I bark at tha po-po, "rrrrr ruff!"// I blayze tha co-co puffz, Get high, but I, Do not throw up, Oh No, I blayze tha co-co puffz, Get high, but I, Do not throw up, Oh No, Take tha weed out, I told you to lace it, We gon breath out, Tha blow till we faceless, Spark till ya heart'z, explodein n racein, Don't weeze n choke, we gon smoke, til we wasted//x2
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