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Source Vs. Typhris - RFABL
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Charts
Peak #2,411
Peak in subgenre #166
Author
Ryan Stinson
Uploaded
January 31, 2007
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MP3 2.2 MB 128 kbps 2:27
Story behind the song
Nas - Every Ghetto
Lyrics
I step on ya style, best believe I read thru ya file / And fuck a mis-led youth, you'll be a dead juvenile I beg you to wild, so I can stay speakin the facts / Leakin the crack, fuck a stove-top, I'm heatin' the track Speakin' of tracks, I heard that he weak when he rap / Peeped his pictures, and still don't believe that he's black He's in the back, of the front-runner, Source it is / My flow is nice-ness, Typhris is forcin his It's tortureous, listen to how he talks like a fag / On or off the field, he'll get tossed like a flag So often I laugh, I'm the best so I should / Fuck rap, play soccer like the rest of ya hood Cuz ya chest made of wood, and I do stack paper / I'm a lumberjack, plus my axe do smack haters I could do that later, but the time is the essence / When you found ya microphone, you ain't have time to find the presence [HOOK] For every ghetto, every block there's a bitch When beef is gettin settled wit the glock, there's a snitch So you should... mind your business and keep on walkin 'For my niggas come and cease yo talkin That's Real. [HOOK] I'm ridin' wit dames, firin' flames / You wanna cipher, but it's hard enough just tryna decipher ya name I've rightfully gained, the right to shit on you / So when I'm squirtin', I ain't flirtin', but I'll hit on you This so true, punk I'm a blastin savage / Get slumped, and I ain't fuckin wit cha battin' average Grab the cabbage, let the doc patch him up / No shots, cuz his socks is where he stashed his bucks You faggots nuts, thinkin that you hard I can flex / But watch Typhris stretch his bars like spandex Ya squad get hand-wrecked, from foldin the lips / Where my clique? I can text, the mobile is flipped While I'm zonin' thru zips, like the UPS / See all these domes gettin' lit, bitch you'll be next You're no threat, so Source won't care to be ghost / But somebody please give this nigga a charity vote [HOOK]
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