Second time i served this punk. Shadowville on the beat.
Oromocto
The group currently has 3 members.
Lyrics
Everybody put yah hands together and pray
Every time this bitch talks, he's just diggin' a grave
Like i said before ..this dudes not illa
And couldn't block my spits if he was a pop filter..
I'll take that title, you can rank me B
After i burn this dummy like a blank CD
Yeah i know that you herd what im after
While ILLA'S merkin' the police, I stay merkin' this rapper
Tell yah what.. you play... i coach..
My hooks leave ya hung like they're made for coats
And my punches leave yah hurtin' like they're made for pros
Your lyrics leave us laughin' like their made for jokes..
So I lost, cause you knew that i won
And you couldn't spit fresh if you were chewing some gum
With someone like me man, failing is rare
He needs help with elavation like railings on stairs...
Writing some raps? more like biting some raps.
ILLA couldn't strike heat if he was lighting a match..
so just quit in advance, These Raps don't suit yah
It may be your passion, but sure as hell ain't your future
So how you gonna see through me..
When you look about as "real" as an "animated" movie
32 lines, so this was breif and quick
I'll put you in the toilet...your a piece of shit..
leave you stiff like wood, and i punch to break boards
The only thing you flip is a motherfuckin' skateboard
"screw the dynasty" Thats my new motto
He's ILL when he speaks, thats because he has mono
Be a man and take the loss like the rest do..
You didn't go solo man your group fuckin left you..
Don't get it twisted, This is only fun
If the he's prestons illest rapper, than he's the only one
