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Vs. 2young aka Sam
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Spokane Washington Scribe Tribe SYndicate STS
Born from the realms of Scribe Tribe Syndicate, I've taken the steez of the group and formed it into my upcoming LP "Gravel'd Roads." This page is dedicated to mixtape tracks, or shit we popped off in the studio. Either way most of its bangin, so listen up. Music is derived from a cultured prespective of Life, Love, skill and creed. Always hoping to bring hiphop to the elevated level in which it should be precieved.
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #3,340
Peak in subgenre #1,617
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June 12, 2005
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MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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If yawl are compelling to listen, then let me tell you my vision..// How to me - MG appartently must of felt incipid..// To set some wack kid who's shit wouldnt sell a digit..// Against a vet who casts spits simular to hell's conditions..// (GOD DAMN!!......) who exactly dealt the decisions..// And felt some thug named 2young would make a swell addition..// Then jump him untill his shit just swells and blisters..// Cuz i aint pounded young since i quit fuckin ele's sister..// And even your nephews are confused and finding the truth../ Cuz when Uncle sam says that he's look'n for a few ..// good men he aint eye'n recruits, there's no hiding the news..// Your boyfrieds say you spit well, so you tried in the booth..// (Hillarious!!) I cant even believe this guys real..// Told this Bitch to step up, so he arrived in high heels..// (my bad) Guess that’s what you get battle’n little boys..// You might be from Quincy, but im the one makin ill noise..// Now, Cuz for real.. I been known to deploy rounds..// That mame when aiming- maybe, even destroy towns..// But what avoids frowns, is I really enjoy how..// Your pununcuation is as bad as your fucking voice sounds..// “Calm down, Poly get control of you mind set..”// Sorry Steve, I just cant believe this guys text..// He’s Fifteen – and after see’n what his rhymes said..// How you gonna be a pimp – bitch you cant even drive yet..// Oh I get it… that last thought just convinced me..// Picture this bitch role up rock’n a 10 speed..// And Heaven forbid if one of Sam’s Hoes cant pay..// “is 2 young gonna have to squeeze the hand breaks?”..// This damn fag is just another phony rapper..// Who’s only chance to survive is if he hides..// From my flows disaster, explodes and bones get fractured..// Cuz Poly is taking care of Sam like I was Tony Danza..// So just remember the next time that you pass a stranger,,// Tell em you rap, and that your tracks is a banger..// When they listen, they’ll thow it in the trash with anger.// Only time Sam gets played again is in Casablanca..//
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