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Wassup yall this Castro AKA Xpozure! click the fuckin link n shut up
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #14,612
Peak in subgenre #63
Author
Xpozure
Uploaded
December 14, 2003
Track Files
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MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Verse 1::00:10 - 00:47
throw yo hands up if you down wit Xpozure//
The westcoasst Souljah//
any mathafucka alive wanna battle me then we'll fight like pits//
souljahz on my side will blast the enemy like bloods n crips//
i'll rip yo chest mo like a bitches pussy0 in delivery//
im an ill matter rapper with the fuck you attitude like im livin in a penetenturay//
i'll fuck yo 12 year old daughter juss to avoid teenage pregnacy//
i hate mathafuckas claiming to be thugs when they never been in a deadly situation//
i'll blast bullets in ya eyes so u can have the right to say u got the ghetto vision//
i juss lost a good friend and im going loco in my head - my eyes are swollen red//
juss like pac said - God Bless The Dead//
i've stomped on this world so the theory is the world is flat wit kurupt science//
i be shittin on the world like constipated giants mathafuckas!//
any mathafucka oppose me wit a mic u my enemy - show mathafuckas blaspemy//
you claim to be a brave savage when yo heart pumps lemonade mixed wit hennessy//
***HOOK***
.::.00:52 - 1:13 .::.
Verse 2.::.1:13 - 1:54
mathafuckas are jealous of me and they try to make me slip the best they can//
so i hold on wit my death grip and the "Xpozure Dynasty" juss began//
you see i got the right to say that i struggled in anything i went threw//
i was on the bottom but i came up and even broke you//
some mathafuckas talkiin out they ass saying castro shouldnt be signed//
albums set on the same day and yours will get skipped by a dumb person or even blind//
cause i can ruin yo hopes like after a wet dream//
and the mic in ya hand woudnt be slick even afta u bust wit lotion cream//
this aint directed to one person - this aimed to everyone that always doubted me//
they were friends - family - and surprisingly - enemies - formed after i gained a lil bit of money//
but i'll juss snatch an advosaries pride and place in a vagina//
so when i fuck that bitch i'll bust a nut in yo eye and even fuckin paralize ya//
***HOOK***
.::.1:49 - 2:15.::.
Verse 3
.::.2:15 - 2:57:.::.
show no remorse to any son of a bitch that can talk n excel//
loaded chrome to yo dome mathafucka i'll see you in hell//
juss like i said a year ago, those that dont like me and not having much to say - juss "fuck off"//---fuck off
i aint got time to waiste on cheap scrubs when the only bictch they can play is lara craft//---lara craft
imma tell u kids this now while u still yung//
grab a gun - kill the haters - or when u full grown i'll cut cho tongue so u can die silent when u hung//
when this shit spins - it'll throw lyrical slurs to yo ears//
if u cant take my heat yall will get tossed like gettin dropped off some tiers//
my cd is like a movie and none of yall can fuck wit my script//
i shot my lead wit steriods cause everything i write when i spit gets ripped//
every1 clear the m.i.c.'s - cuz im about to spit and polute the air//
the chill on yo neck and back and you'll wake up in a wheelchair//
Return Of Tha Rap Slaya!//
***HOOK***
2:57 - 3:29
