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High Stylin
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Song is about... Um Basically My first recorded song so I'm Mostly talking About myself
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rap east coast lyrical ability
What's up its me
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Peak #3,657
Peak in subgenre #1,810
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August 23, 2009
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MP3 3.8 MB 128 kbps 4:07
Story behind the song
One day I got bored
Lyrics
Ill beat you in the head with naked fruit juice till I knock a screw loose No truce Im the conductor and youre the f*** in Caboose Trigger finger Let loose Boom Headshot *BAANG* Just to let you know whos whos Cuz you see me sitting in the back row of the church tiein my own noose Go crazy let loose Ill take ya down and cook your goose Everyone knows you cant confuse A sh** talker and a man who is crazy and off his rocker *WHOOO* Stalking you standing in your running shower Cuz your weak Im The higher power enemy boss like uncle Bowzer Broke in your house and kicked your barking snowzer Im a psychopath you betta not cross my path Cuz Ill crush you like a nacho Im macho and thats nachyo cheese so dont touch it please cuz if you dip ya chip again Im gonna strangle you to ya knees Why do you wonder why its just because Im the type of guy Who will chill with you one minute and then kill you the next. So sell your bullet proof vest.. and get one thats prepared to stop a fist hit to ya chest Your a mess.. Stop looking cuz your never gonna find a shield to withheld my anger to a stranger 100 feet away and youre ass is still endangered. Endangered is you and your posse when you call 911 and Police scared to stop me Hit me with the tazer and they get the shock cuz It dont drop me. See I dont spread hate cuz Im No Nazi but I cannot see how you think this sh** talk gonna knock me. Cuz I keep it real no record deal still writing songs out of skill. Kill yourself is what youre doing when you come against me on the mic with your battle rhymes battle lyrics aint sh** . Cuz I legitimate you more Illegitimate than an Illegal immigrant smoking Fat puffs of a Cubin ruff rolled cigarette. Cuz Im a Hitman who will have you shot pistol whip you with my Glock just to get you off my cock crazy b*** this all you got. why do people do this to me haitin on me say I aint krispy well you aint nothing Im the fifty Cuz my skin is cream like money that you dont have Im more real than anything in your Life you ever had. Your Informal Im the best I front Nike you rock a vest at the club you look a mess copy me cuz you obsessed I am the exorcist and you possessed by the devil hating at his best you lay up at knight wondering how I can rest. Plundering youre pirated beats that you copied off the hip hop savior coming here to save ya cuz Im armed with a crystal ball I know the future I know that come 2012 Im gonna shoot ya Cuz be dont like to see we in dark times we gotta stop second guessing our selfs we stop to look around and see our whole lifes a living hell. Cuz everywhere I go people know I keep it high styling .Havent seen an MC like me in a while . So sit back and relax as you hear my ass get wild on the mice Makein other MC appear to be mild. But I will warn you most of the spit I spray is true so just look up to god and hope I dont make a song about you.
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