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Glass Joe...
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Glass Zone is what imma start callin this kid .. [produced by: Guydia]
nice curtisey biche d vouer smartalex satans requiem sr curt amos kruse the messiah
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-The one and only- Nice is... = Curtisey
I'm Nice...
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Peak #1,127
Peak in subgenre #21
Author
Curtisey
Rights
fuck off...
Uploaded
January 07, 2006
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MP3 2.1 MB 128 kbps 1:33
Story behind the song
Zone Out? -nah you just out ya zone
Lyrics
brick city in the place you couldn't suck harder than u do already with a titti in ya face already ate -but my 16's alone will get'em found lifeless -just like ya verse, or his hoe I'm digging out this win is already locked -that's why I'm tossin the key to show people -not the only thing he lost was his teeth whatever dog -I'll confront it with ease and pull your bitch card -like the one up under a king ya may have noticed, I aint slacking a bit on the punches all I'll do to kill this kid -is slap a bitch on the stomach cause abortion is still legal if memory serves so I'm giveing a large dose of salt -"killing your earth" just watch a nigga take home the gold you can too -by sticking your face in commodes I crafted your style, it's only rite I'm breaking the mold and leave you just like your back fat -waiting to fold straight up, there's no reason to spark and compare mines to rhymes -more dreaded, than Rastafarian hairlines you not nice, regardless of what ya mother will speak only good thing, that "came out of her" -was me it's a stroke of luck you breathing -cause it wasn't of genius with tracks, sounding more wrecked -than George W. speeches after this, all I've left of you is the rubble when my punches scatter your teeth -like I'm doin a puzzle throw your lungs in the trash -you're wasting ya breath unfuckwittable, only time you get laid -is to rest and you expect to win?, your heart pumps estrogen you won't make it across the line like crippled Mexicans the equivalent of excriment is your best attempt you'll think of Exorcist, the way my punches cause ya neck to spin this crab is worthless, and to make matters worse is I've eaten spam with more beef -than his battle verses start spitting with a closed mouth you unconscious laying on the mat, that's the only reason you zone out I'm done making this kid famous so I'll give him the "pin" number -like making a big payment 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 you're out
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