Song picture
Lyricism
Comment Share
Free download
Just raw punchlines ova a hot beat...i got a lil hyper on this so..be warned
hiphop rap battles freestyles disses
Hot audios, some real inspirational raps on here, also some stuff you can dance to, some battles and also some freestyles. If you lookin for a diverse page, you
Welcome to Blazin World. Turn ya speakers up and open ya heart and soul..
Song Info
Charts
Peak #4,428
Peak in subgenre #2,389
Author
Blazin
Uploaded
November 17, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 1.8 MB 128 kbps 1:57
Lyrics
Blood in tha streets, till tha red seem plain/ leave liquids seepin from ya necklace veins/ blade stuck in ya head and brain/ industry just wanna fuck a nigga..shit seem gay// I'ma rip ya frame, worse than you think whore/ plus I'll beat you, till you seem horse/ and these streets may seem poor/ but if i see cash, I'ma cop it like a police force// Smoothly movin thru, wit tha tools 'n fools who/ catch ya blowin hot air, and leave ya rudeness cooled/ I'm teachin tha teachers, squeeze 'n school tha school/ if i'm not mean, than Satan's cool// Spit sick 'n sip brews, I do this laughin/ prove ya'll wack 'n, ya crew just lackin/ tha family jewels, ta cruise 'n lack lids/ spittin this shit like rough sex..brutal passion// ~~~ I damage brains, ya'll cats is broken now/ tha gun totin left ya pregnant mom smokin, ow/ Fa real, my heat hold it down/ so ya'll was born like Jesus, a HOLY CHILD// Whoa, just pause ya open mouths/ 'fore I got tha heat in ya throat like ya vocal's now/ god damn, man I'm totin pounds/ cuz tha heat, turn beef, into HOLY COW// Fuck war, I chose a smile, gain composure now/ Stop bein so tense, let ya shoulders down/ but they kept their shoulders tight like tha very edge of tha road was down// ya'll tryna hop off my dick..too late, hold it now/ Hold it right, or I'm holdin pounds/ stop singin me notes, and hold 'em now/ guns like T.O. contracts, holdin out//
Comments
Please sign up or log in to post a comment.