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hiphop rap music various style wit ill flowin takin place others say peep illness jus listen
This is the site for the album release only a few tracks will be put up on this site
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #2,141
Peak in subgenre #1,154
Author
Versastyles aka FoSaken FlowZ
Rights
3B entertainment an Alpha Centauri Production
Uploaded
April 12, 2002
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Yo yo jus pass me a pen n a pad a keyboard n program
An I’ma throw down a top forty hip hop or slow jam
Or sum shit, that you aint never heard yet
Must be da luck of da Irish steadily sending me ya heard bet
My words run, bout a mile per minute
An you can hear da rumble travel when da styles gon spit it
I smile n stick it
Ta niggaz dat think they committed ta game
But can’t keep up,
The same type that keeping duckin da rain
Give up on da fame
Nigga
You already lost
It’s a million minions out poppin hard
You already soft
I could give a shit nigga
But you already bitch
Sweared ya wouldn’t tell a soul but ya already snitched
Jus gimme 1 booth, an a gang o’ beats
An auditorium of people where dere aint no seats
Front me one stand an wit 1 free hand
I’ll have each fan after da show like I feel you man
I vow under oath ta be precise
I’m not ill gotta have good health ta be dis nice
Da speakers bang
Better watch ya twelve’s get slain
My checkered flows match plaid Irish beats aint plain
My styles cocaine n my verse be da heroin
Get fucked up addicted n watch ya fan base go arrow thin
I narrow in droppin tracks like DDT on ya marrow skin
Make ya bitch niggaz lift ya skirts like a breeze under Marylyn
I stay phat lay back stay tact play dat
You playaz want war but ya’ll haterz cant take da impact
I slap cats knock em down drop em quicker den nasdaq’s
Wit hatchbacks dat attach flat or push a black cad lac
An pass sacks overs ta da brain right here
I’ma hittin dis fo awhile puff genocide its light year
Amnesia ya Anastasia an I might Russia ta da left a ya like Asia
I’m one man on 3b droppin flowz in 3-D
Come cop da cd you got ta see me
Da Modern Gallagher
Mic Excalibur
360 degrees rotate ya calendar
A six pack four leaf clover an 2 blunts
5 minutes 3 beats 1-second n no stunts
You supply fans demand I ship products across da land
I’ll make ya bounce fuck leavin hip-hop jus where ya stand
Da half-breed bad deeds make ya calf bleed
I had greed nasty pass me da sack seed
An I might drop as solo
I might do a duo
An I might be da type ta fuck at night in a u go
Its hectic when dis new age is still flowin decrepit
An accepted, I might have ta change da thang ta epic
Flow like locusts in Biblical proportions
Cause of extortion cuz my knowledge is causin distortion
A new era of rap covered in mascara
Witness pass Terror attackin victims over an error
Please snap freeze cap nigga ease dat
Pull force full course wit out no remorse source
This stack less my feelins is at risk
How I’m jap less yap this off a plat wrist
Nickels quick flowz an equip those
Ta these big hoes that I flex like free throws
Its not too many ya’ll I’m feelin ta be honest
I’m not sayin I’m better but I’m sayin I’m bein modest
An if any wanna step any nigga wanna bet
If any or many bitches wanna test tell me who is next
Jus tell me who was talking what
An who was hatein where
Cuz whoever hatein matein wit satan I choke em blatant
Fakin forsaken is takein ya cake n Make in da bacon
Awake in da lake n breakin ya patients den leavin em vacant
Dis is it
Da end of all modern literature
Study up wit a buddy
Prepare FO da test I flip at cha
I get at cha wit a dilinger
Fillin each cylinder
What da fuck is ya’ll niggaz about; I’m bout ta jus spit at cha
I still come correct in this altered up empire
Determine, whats burnin, cuz I’m startin da fire
So reload ya tee mode don’t freeload
Or I might have ta blast somethin through ya ego
V styles V.S. don’t be no B.S.
I P.S. n postpone my words at hi res
Ill star outshining da floodlights of ill cars
I’m still raw only emcee ta drop a ton-a-bars
