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InFo, Playskool, and J Boogie
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This is just my verse over a random beat for a collab I'm doin wit two other kats...NICE
Just a rookie emcee with developing skillzI dont have a big headpeep for yourself
Sup, peeps. I'm just a 19 year old college student at ASU (Arizona State University). I just started rapping about a year ago and do it as a hobby. Most my trax are over instrumentals off the internet that I just write lyrics for. I self produce it at home with a low-end program. Feel free to leave replies and comments...positive or negative. The shit always helps. One InFormation
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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#164,422 today Peak #956
#103,241 in subgenre Peak #507
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InFormation
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July 13, 2002
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Just an offer for a collab...as usual, I spit Clips Forward, like Darius Miles...
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Audio collab… I’m rappin this SICK-N-TWISTED…killin tracks til I GET-CONVICTED… Fuck rippin mics…I DIP em in WISDOM…cuz I’m SWIFT N GIFTED But I’m STRESSIN…Brain Muscle-TENSION…SAVE THE PENSION…I do this til the DAY I’M BREATHLESS I use raw BASS COLLECTIONS on SPACE SHUTTLES… I’m so fly…my voice arrives in heaven… just to CREATE TREBLE (trouble) I’M LIKE A SCULPTOR…thinking of ways to shape and mold my words into STATUTES (statues) OF MURDER... CRACK UP YA VERBAL…smash ya TEETH and laugh when you SPEAK… Cuz now you EAT FOOD, PACKAGED BY GERBER. I SALVAGE THE HERBALS…at the crib…constant blowin smoke, OUTTA THE CURTAINS I’m CERTAIN that I’m NICER than CUSTOMER SERVICE TYPES on mics… Greet you with SMILES and proceed to SPIT CLIPS FORWARD…like DARIUS MILES How u makin MOVES?…when you a PARALYED CHILD You PRIDEFUL? say you got BALLS…well, I SLICE-GUTS My KNIFE DRIPS ENOUGH BLOOD to make V-8 value pack drinks sold at PRICE-CLUBS I’m COLD-HEARTED…that’s why I FREEZE BEATS and give out I’CED LOVE…charms on CHAINZ N SHIT… I FLOW DISGUSTING like operations on patients I had, LITTLE PATIENCE WIT… I make FLAGRANT-HITS like K-MARTIN or J-HOWARD…I S-LAMBIER (Slam Beer) down wit more force than hurricane-POWER My reign SHOWERS HEAT…so don’t bust-that-piece PLEASE, cuz I’ll DEVOUR STREETS Each TOWER of RAPS-I-SPEAK turns into MASTERPIECES… Fuck the JAKES…I place FAKES in CARDIAC ARREST…attack ya CHEST when I’m CRAFTIN SIEZURES wit my RAP PROCEDURES You ASKED FOR JESUS…my RIGHT HAND will SLAP YA BELIEFS UP… Have chickens riding Playskool wit ya LEGS-N-FEET-UP This ain’t the plastic equipment…it’s the BEEFED-UP REAL-STUFF, STEEL-TUFF We some QUACKERS, but y’all beneath us like KNEELED-DUCKS… You COULDN’T FEEL THIS if you reached-n-touched with a SQUEEZE GRIP That’s how WE RIP…MICROPHONES…J Boogie be spittin NITROUS-FLOWS… crafted barz PRICELESS …worth more than you could afford wit MASTERCARD’S NICEST
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