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The Truth
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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
Charts
Peak #6,064
Peak in subgenre #3,123
Author
Eiksta/Lyr1kz The Producer
Uploaded
February 01, 2009
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.4 MB 128 kbps 2:37
Story behind the song
dope beat, dope lyrics
Lyrics
yo your teeth look like razorblades, true ain't no actors paid, I'm in a drawer like silverware, with stickers sayin china made, I'll rip apart yo shit, like a fuckin hurricane, the shit I rip is literally insane in the membrane, You can catch me in a bathroom stall, or coppin head at the mall, Unclippin the back of yo chicks bra, Bitch your face is scary just like rupaul, no retreat motherfucka, I'm tearin you apart dawg, Bitch I'm fuckin raw, hardcore, my shots always score, Your shit is lame, bitch lines, your rhymes are all a bore, I'm cuttin viens, hydro planein, on your face cause your whore, I dipped my dick in honey, slapped your bitch, she asked for more, Down, ready, set, lets jet to the next bet, Lyrically you never stood a chance in hell agianst the best You should lie down now, and fake your fuckin death, Or I might just let my verbs, slide across your fuckin neck Is there a doctor in the house? cuz my words are so sick, I'm coughin up shit when I spit, lines like this, My flow is like napalm mixed with a volcano, I'm just so dope, slow it down, then I lay low, You can catch a shot to your face, give you a taste, killin wack MCs, spreadin ashes like toothpaste, I'm known for being at your funeral, just laughin, When your mom starts cryin smack her ass with a backhand, I'm a bad man, Worse things can happen, Better dodge them shots clappin, or juke like madden, The shit I say is real talk, no gimmicks, I'll eat your whole crew alive, like I'm on a picnic, Start talkin figures, and I'll blast that ass quick, Leave you left with more holes than swiss cheese bitch, You ho's think you got it in the bag, talkin smack, I'm whippin in the lac, with the eagle in my lap
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