AIGHT FIRST OFF, THE NAME ISNT MYSTIK D...
ITS ETERNAL
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Eternal
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Peak #4,555
Peak in subgenre #349
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Eternal on lyrcis music from
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April 07, 2003
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MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Time to get it hyped, pumped up to win a fight,
Duck one and split his eye, now let’s see if this kid can ride,
Blunt up and hit it right, we gonna fucking spit it tight,
It’s like mugszie bogs against Shaq, you gonna get denied,
Get out the lane, we bout to overlap your ass,
Im crushing this shit, like boulders rolling on ya raps,
Rollin em fat, from the front middle to the back,
You don’t want it with that cat delivering the facts,
We got you ass on a patter, when battling the whacks,
Half the time you bitch spitters be straddling them fags,
Hopping on cocks, dropping you flocks off docks on rocks,
And watch you get chopped, by the boss, who hocks, frost,
Non stop cross your heart, hope to die,
Put the rope around ya throat and choke ya dry,
Now you a wrecked cat, necked snapped, with open eyes,
Cuz im dope yo, when I flow I blow your mind,
Throw ya hands up, we don’t give fuck,
We bout to hit the blunt, pass it to you, rip it up,
My motherfuckin mans over there is sipping cups,
We could slip in to the back room and hit it up,
O shit I spilled some whipped cream, ill lick it up,
On the shirts, and short skirts, time to get a nut,
3 hunnys at once, thought Id never get the luck,
Ya only live life one time, so live it up,
Im crazy enough to death threat a mennis,
Step to left, get set to rep Dennis,
IF you want to battle me then bring along a medic,
Keep talking till I wet on your streets like Venous,
And you faggots want a piece of me, then you gonna get it,
Grab ya head like dead bag of letus and shred it,
Game kicker, flame spitter, who want me flow,
Im abominable, leave you in trauma galore,
Jumping on to a hoe, that could swallow me whole,
Oh no there goes my whole toe, yo, let me go,
Chickens be licking their lips, when im freaking,
Those hunnys try to get with this shit every weekend,
Girl im the dope man, both hands, chilling on that ass,
Look, I got even got your wifey filling up my glass,
Im killing it, ya feeling it, im real with shit, I’ll spit it
And prove you full of gimmicks, talk it but do not live it,
She gave me the look; I read it like a book,
And now im kicking game on her, and she kind of shook,
Cuz she hasn’t gotten the time to feel me homie,
And she hasn’t gotten the pleasure to deal with Joe D,
I got the phatest whip and the badest chick, chilling on me,
Damn im fast, hand on the ass, and watch it jiggle shorty,
Ya feeling noddy, we ought to grab the cam corder,
And ill put the meat in those buns like a ham burger,
Im just kidding, unless you down to get it,
Around me too long, with my charm im bound to hit it,
With then tight jeans the booty is round and fitted,
And this cuties goin up and down im in it,
Im grinning, laughing, zoned in and drunk as fuck,
Rollin the Dutch and then im Smoking it up,
Spark another bliz cuz I already started mine,
Take 30 hits, get 40’s tipped, its party time,
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