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Big Ease and Conics
hiphop rap free dirty freestyle rhyme spit sick flow amazing wordplay metaphors cory contini similes
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Coming out of Ottawa, this young rapper prides himself on lyrical ability and conceptual ideas. Using simple equipment, Conics has made the best of his situation proving to be a force in local circles. Freestyling to recordings, Conics is bound for greatness if given the opportunities.
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Charts
Peak #2,203
Peak in subgenre #1,107
Author
Conics
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Copyright to Dj Destroyer Productions 2006
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August 03, 2006
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MP3 2.8 MB 128 kbps 3:00
Lyrics
My 2 verses: orleans f** where i push the work at been makin so many sales since our first track me and big ease, you aint even worht that we bringin it nice, never gonna expire you f** s only pull triggas on blow dryers we got so much heat... too many weapons twin glocks thanks to mr. smith and wesson 2 shots each cause 4 started steppin they deathyl departed and still hood reppin how funny is that.. how crazy is rap when two white kids can take the game and give it back just out of spite, in the lime light like diet sprite cant go around... you still gettin death cause i got hick on the right and big ease on the left we throwin so many punches like we fistin lines im rippin these wrappers like it was christmas time i got a buzz that you just cant understand you got less in the bank than i do in the hand if you know big ease then you better start runnin cause by the time you know whos comin he'll already be steady gunnin i know you missin this, i know you wishin that i wasnt so good at f*** in rippin this now we got fools on the pavement cause they talked tough called in the homo unit to get chalked up we sent them to their final destination with a prayer but dead people dont need air so there was no purpose there i told them we spooky cats when we totin clips cause we unable to beat like impotent dicks seriously dog... you dont know what our rounds do f*** the duck and the goose, we runnin circles around you every punchline f*** a, you get hit with pain ya friends givin ya books how to slit ya veins didnt do ya homework, shoulda known fightin hurts ya suicide counsellor is sportin nike shirts im spittin hard with knives to split ya eyes so you can "FourSee" my victory and if yall couldnt get that wordplay then irony don’t mean sh** -to-me see you runnin away, cause you're the butt of-all-jokes im "looney" with rap "tunes", so tha-tha-tha-that's-all-folks
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