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Im 18 doin what i feel like doin
IT's Chizzle a youngsta at 18 in tha rap game tryin to spread my thought thru this muzic
Song Info
Genre
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Peak #5,067
Peak in subgenre #2,533
Author
Chizzle
Uploaded
May 20, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 1.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
BlOcKiN EnEmiEs
Hook
Blockin dem enemies Blockin all dem fuckin Enemies
Let dem Haters talk what they wanna TALK
Blockin dem enemies Blockin all dem dam Enemies
They gonna be put in Bodybags n left for tha SHARKS
Blockin dem enemies Blockin all dem fuckin Enemies
Throwin Dead Ends in front of tha paths in tha PARKS
Blockin dem enemies Blockin all dem dam Enemies
Diggin graves to put snitches away, Only seeing DARK
[Verse 1]
Imma' drop SHOTS, n tha block is HOT what cha bitches GOT?
Prolly notin but POT, They puffin tha gunga it's time to clear ur LOT
I'm Sizzalin HOT, I took da TOP~STOP n made it Freeze tha CLOCKS~R~STOPPED
Dem GLOCKS~R~COCKED make a wrong move BODY'S~WILL~DROP
I got this shit on LOCK if ya' think NOT ur POPS is gonna get POPPED
Even dem COPS will get CUFFED n sellin dem ROCKS isn't ENOUGH
We HUFFIN N COUGHIN craccin up LAUGHIN n on da streetz HUSTLIN
Dont say NOTHIN about PLAYIN dat Music LOUD we UP n PROUD
Then I was LOST n FOUND high in da CLOUDS cuz I'm POUND for POUND
Da best fighter AROUND wit one shot yo head gon be bleedin on Da GROUND
Dem alarm SOUNDS heard way across from TOWN, this is jus da First ROUND
Ready to HOUND n SURROUND haters Cribs to knock em DOWN
WE HOLDIN to be LOOKIN to snap each wannabee with these GATS
ROCKIN da CHOSEN one to BLAST off their fuckin Fitted CAPS
I ain't LACKIN tha structure wit these RAPS all these phony's are WACK
AS a matter of FACT Imma' school ya' so put on ur BACK~PACKS
[Verse 2]
Wen U start BEEF wit me u gon' feel da HEAT, It's dat Smell of DEFEAT
that I NEED for u kats to MEET with UR grills platinum gapped wit no TEETH
N They startin dem FIST~FIGHTS but I'm finishing dem wit LEFTS~N~RIGHTS
They betta know I jus MIGHT LIGHT da NIGHTS up like LIGHTNING about to IGNITE
I gottem FRIGHTENED AFRAID that Imma' killem Quicker than a JET~FLY~BY
Then I'll creep low in a Stolen JAG let off a couple MAGS in a DRIVE~BY
That's NO~LIE Smoke em in a pipe like dat character POPEYE
I'm Livin HIGH not LOW steal tha SHOW n be a Ruff Ryder It's always RIDE~OR~DIE
It's my time to ERASE bitches thoughts n have em lost WITHOUT A TRACE
Witnessing police CHASES in this atmosphere u gon' be lost in SPACE
U betta Step up to me FACE~TO~FACE then bow down to God for GRACE
He wont save U cuz Imma' do wat it takes to have em layin flat in CASKETS
This shit's Drastic I'll Jump over U like STEVE FRANCIS from tha MAGIC
I'm straight up CLASSIC Cuz I'll rap haters in bubblewrap PLASTIC
They can't MATCH THIS They won't CRACK open MY TACTICS ya FAGGITS
N all my Enemies will be Carrying Poles with WHITE FLAGES HANGIN ON IT
