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After 300 Years
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Eiksta is a one man Wrecking-Ball full of tenacious verbs, and a ball-punchin flow... Stand by... Dope beats & even doper lyrics...
I'm a poet and a lyrical mastermind all rolled up into one ball of badassness... lol. For my poetry go check out www.webook.com, and look up the name autumn blister. For the gangsta-ist, of the gangsta rap, just stay tuned, cause you've just stumbled upon the greatest unknown gangsta rapper ever. With influences heavily from Surgeon General "SG" and 2pac, and Eminem (Slim-Shady), you can only imagine the lyrical disaster that was to follow... If your looking for some shit that will punch you in the balls, and leave you wonderin what the fuck just happened, and what sweetness your ears have just encountered, then you've arrived at your destination... New shit added like all the fuckin time... Check out myspace.com/Eiksta, purevolume.com/Eiksta and youtube.com/Eiksta for more songs and videos!
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Battles/Disses
Charts
Peak #8,126
Peak in subgenre #224
Author
Eiksta/Lyr1ks The Producer
Uploaded
February 01, 2009
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MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 2:39
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Heard the beat, made the track
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so just the other day, I was chillin with Jam Master J, spitting bars just to fuckin play, Smokin on that stuffy, my eyes were feelin puffy, rolling up 1/8th blunts cuz I'm feelin lucky, makin hit tracks, smokin from my head stash, smokey the bear even asked to fuckin hit that, Its known I spit raps, the crown I fuckin wear that, you can even get riped on your fuckin own track, I'm doin big things, I got big dreams, My words are cold cut, so fuckin squeaky clean, I'm blowin up, my flows creamy like ice cream, Call me Mr.Myers man this is a murder scene I got a novicaine flow, I'm spittin so hard bro, listerene can't even compete wit me hoe, the trees lime green in color, the weed I never smother, the shit gets me higher than a spaceship brotha, ashin off the blunt, I never waste none, when the bag runs out, I make sure I get some, more of that potent hash, that glowin stash, open up the sack, roll a blunt the size of a heart-attack, Whippin in the lac, while bitches talkin smack, ho's retreat back, when the fuckin semi attacks, Bet you think your hard, get bust up in your mouth quick, when you come outside, watch the semi spit magma bitch,
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