First Detonation (Freestyle)
The name of my crew is SN Souljaz. 5 people are in the group. We've been rapping for about a few years now. Check us out...
Story behind the song
I felt like spittin...
Lyrics
i got phones on my head
and the mike in my hand
dawg im freeing
nigga im a sand
yo its time sumtin i dnt got
man i dnt give a shit damn man i dnt stop
i be walk crippin
but wen i pull up in my ride all niggas be trippin
thats how we do like game
yo my rides insane
28's rubber on glass
ridin on spreewells
leather on my ass
yo i stand on my ground lyrically bound
to a mic on my right arm aimin 2 impound
why u tryin the 8-ball even said no
dealing chalk actin like its dope
eveything you recite,
is verbatim
ta everything i write.
I can write till my papers fill ships full of crates.
deploy my pen,
morph to a lethal weapon.
Time to head to battle,
one against a thousand.
me against the world
yall fake MCs
yall Wannabees
can't handle my rhyme furnace,
it's too dam hot.
my fusion melts down ya whole rhyme field,
ya whole crop,
by the time I'm through wit you u face be cut
you'll still be stuck,
onthe first line,
strike like aeon flux.
lyrical disaste comin' thruogh the clutch.
my pens my grind stone
gettin' my skillz proned.
spittin' poisionous math,
cuttin' through your weak craft,
trecharous rhymes gets the last laugh
