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Peak #754
Peak in subgenre #18
Author
SiniStir Knot
Rights
nah
Uploaded
January 18, 2005
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MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Who a FAGGOT from Brockton dat rep that fa Boston/ (NAWM’sin!!)
(…JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
Who be reppin wit Ride…th’ow up his feminine SIDE…that’s riiIGHT/
(…JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
Jez: “He ain’t nuttin…but…that…TRUUST me”/
(…JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
What DARling ANGEL awakened too late n’ who Maaad RUSTY/
(…JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
…Lame from THE MIND, who’a say they was signed/
…But den they pickin up a microphone’ey say’dey first time…/
On the board who steady tryna FLIP cats like the cops/
…Then’he wanna try n’ lay a snitch rap on ya pops/
…Who talk in strategizin u ain’t hood n’ u now BITE/ (/nail-bite)
N’ all cuz JAIL rhymes aint no good on the OUTside/
Who tell a story, MORAL’ly…“don’t be a fuckin FOOL”/
…WHO!!!…NOW it MEEEANS somethin comin from YOU/
…!!NUTHIN!! KNEW…in time u capture it…of COURSE u gon’ lose/
U wanna BATTLE Sin (in a meek high voice:) be careful of the choices u choose/
…Who’llight a fuse…than have ur rhyme abused, ta talk in the dark/
Lies u’ll use…u’d rather die than LOSE- a (/I) walk in’da park/ inta PAC/
…Who all that u AREN’T…an-then……who TALK again fAH’get fully/
Who couldn’t pick a SQUARE for TWO-hundred bucks in jeopardy/
…N’ all a cat can get from’e in rhyme…bet I’m ur kill/
Joey HAMMERS ringin belllll zat’ell like fire drills now try fareal/
…*I* won’ WILL……know I COULD when I find u/ (The) Type
Ta throw ya shirt up on ya HEAD n’ say the hood’s behind u/
Ya “Tangy Sweet Street” beats through war on these beats NAT!/
Who ELSE appears wack ta yap about his New Year’s RE-cap/
Whoblowin up EVERYbody on ell oh’s cellphones…OHH!!/
(…JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
…N’ when he gotta problem, call up SOBBIN when he tell Low/
(…JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
Who ain’ GOT no friends in LIFE…so he make em on the site/
(…JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
Wit WHO u’ll be his FUCK’in-A-alike but aww u gotta stay the night/
(…JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
Who been SEEN tryna spoil me ta in-crease the LOYALTY/
Dis-guys’ed as a dick ride…ge’ pissed n’ hide in soiled sheets/
……Raised a skirt who’ll take his grains in the dirt/
Who game’s a flirt, brains on shirts ain’t the stains ‘at they squirt/
Who’d like a friend? who’d like a Vicadin? Who like ‘em likin MEN/
N’ even patients in late stages of AIDS…got more fight in THEM/
…Bust caps, those is LOVE taps…off ya mind/
…U’d get arrested fa molestin if u cocked the 9/
Could-n a-ttract hood OR a rat…whatchu put in the trap/
Gift-wrapped in a cinch sack…u good on ya back/
A whore at freakin, more den weak n’ sore ta speak it/
Play-cuts for EVERYBODY even poor ta Ricans’ SWORN allegiance/
……U aint shootin nothin cunt but YA MOUTH…OFF!/
U WILD soft!…put that on ya SON only means ya tongue’ll come out for’m/
This AIN’t a match in mortal K but fakin Jax…aimin gats n’ take shh’ back/
(JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
Jez: Ya know he tells me he’s a hustler when I first started talkin ta him
(JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
Jez: Fuck men…two hours later I don’t know how that works either (SIGH!)
(JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
Jez: Now I’m even LESS afraid, not that I had any fear IN me anyway! ya muthafuck-
(JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
Who’ll “pop his mother in the face for dub” n’ PROBLY need a facial scrub…lame fa love/
(JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
Who give SUCK’er love THE MOST n’ SAY he ‘busted nuts to posts!!’/ (that’s GROSS nigga!!)
(JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
Who’a travel thirteen states, trick on a bitch wit Dee FACE?!…CHASTE/CHASED!!/
(JO-EL MUTHAPHUCKIN RESTOS!!)
Who’a clap YOU cuz he don’t gotta clean slate…n’ be FAKE…callin ME “snake”
(Joel muthafuckin Restos…a.k.a…da dark ANGEL…bitchass nigga)
