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I do this rap stuff for fun but I would really like to master it. I am a college student so writing raps is something I do when I don't want to do homework at home. Oh and if anybody got access to a bunch of hot instrumentals let me know por favor.
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Peak #827
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Peak #383
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March 01, 2006
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MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 1:59
Lyrics
U betta destroy this kid, yeah I will
Like midnyte lyricist, yeah ill kill
Let ya lyrics flow, yeah they spill
Fuck him up wit ur raps, Yeah im ill
This might be an audio battle but even in person ya couldn’t see me
Like ur gurls eyes full of my seaman
I rhyme more by accident than u do when u practicing
Ya cant bang this dawg u got a country accent
Ill give ya my back 2 bend, concepts ear 2 lend
a little so called friend but ya still wouldn’t win
ill place my tim on ur face a rip ya apart limb from limb
Even midnyte lyricists representative/secretary said I was crazier than him
Ill still send ya 2 heaven somewhere far in space
After i fill ya ass up wit more shots than scarface
And now ya c why smokin had to come back on this joint
just to come snap stomp flat on ya groin
c ive been spittin flames since game got his game
And made up his name, B4 ya even had a brain
Ill slain ya cuz I rap wit a gat in my hand
chances are ur not a writer u prolly a biter like pacman
Ya betta back down b4 ya crew gets smack down
Have u on ur knees like fiends that dropped they crack on the ground
I asked k locc 4 this instrumental about last week
I knew if he rapped on it hed turn it in2 dead beats
U actually more partially stink worst than bullshit
I could beat ya down wit one line from a single skit
I got nines in this rap while u just got knives
U work from nine 2 five, all day im getting high
And I don’t care how big u are or what u do
Cuz my dawgs will still eat u while gunz smoke u
Ill rip ya in peaces cuz ya soft like peaches
Ur better reach for this if u wanna try and decease this kid
U aint worth me speakin 2 ya cuz I lyrically soar
Ill have ya like a chinese man greetin, looking on the floor
Shit ill piss and then shit on u
Like r kellys dreams they comin tru
I am da man and ur gurl shouts it
Ill put ya lights out like a new york power outtage
Cuz im bout it and ur rhymes bout some shit
Put u out like a roach when it burns my finger tips
Heres a tip, stay away from me like cocks
Cuz end ya life like u had three strikes wit da cops
Have a fight wit me and u prolly run cuz ya some chicken shit
while im harder than what I looked in my prison pics
u shrimp bit size in this game youll get no claps
Ur flow going nowhere like drivin on four flats
My lyrics got turbo so im gonna be hard 2 pass
Plus Ur raps r insultin like getting shot in the ass
U like 2 rap and maybe that’s all ill say
But ill pull a pen out and write faster then what u spray
And 2 me this is play I really could just say fuck it
But id ratha take ya by surprise like fartin in public
keep talking and u wont be, or walkin like hawkin
or leave ya dead chalked in wit many markings
Plus my flow is harder to crack than hard hats
But ill fuck u up and leave ur face like it was car jacked
Wit a crowbar youll need 2 buy mask kid
No, U couldn’t c me if u were wearin 3 inch glasses
My lyrics have ur hand 2 ur face , goin ohh
Like when u caught me fuckin ur mom at ur place, ohh
U betta destroy this kid, yeah I will
Like midnyte lyricist, yeah ill kill
Let lyrics flow, yeah they spill
Fuck him up wit ur raps, Yeah im ill
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