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Beat From The Game
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May 08, 2006
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check it... See ya through ya whole joke, bleed-through-ya-nose hole/ heat flow is so dope, you just a cold joke/ I got no "Equal" like sweet tooth Old Folks/whoooo evil with the fo-fo, you mastabate while you masticate/ laminate ya face in a frame, cross two knifes in ya neck then amputate/ cap-ya-face you'll neva stop-me, gotchu on-lock g/ cant step to "LogicK" like close minded honkeys/ pop-g's stop crews like motley/ send you to hell like "Jesus" when you cross-me/WHOA knock-me? Im the best cant you see stupid?/ cuz ima do ya ass like The Game did Gunit/aha son dat uz-i-pop take ya roof-top/ take two glocks aim atcha poop-chute-pop/ dude i wont stop, grindin like tony-hawk/ got that lonely 40 glock, wont hesitate to dump them shots/ I'll aim atcha fuckin head then i'll buck-it-off/ when i squeeze that trigga on the "kalashnikov"/(AK47) get slayed from the gun leave ya brain in the mud/ its 'lost-and-found-thugs' this bitch is claimin-bloods/ spray-ya-done, now its time to get up/ let these toys squirt fake bloods like ketchup/WHOOOO..I SAID COT DAYUM! re-up, now im gonna blaze this joke/ you "suckin more butts" then niggas hard up for smokes/ done up you smoked, I'll cut ya fuckin throat and leave ya knees twisted/ fact is you ridin ink like seabuisquit/ why he risk it? Ima release this cannon pop-you-gents/ you got more names than tourette-arguments/word rockin-sense, Im gonna pop this coward/ this bitch bit his name off of a nas-album/ sever-ya-spine, I will own yo bitch ass, forever-you-mine/ leave you unda six feet like i compressed-ya-spine/ pop ya chest-open, oh the rest broken/ you swallow more than semen than 'treacherous-oceans'/ open-ya-neck, almost the reason you alive now im hopin-you-dead/ Id be your daddy if the dog hadn't beat me ova the fence/HAHAHAHA!! chokin-this-kid you wack like a mutha, muthafucka stop now/ I'll earth yo punk-ass leave you in the ground/ no one respects you, look atcha name by far dawg/ cuz it sounds like an aids infected car-wash/hahahahha wooooordddd never really go by the lyrics really..
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