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MURDEROUS BREED(STREET ANTHEM)
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WE CALL THA MURDER CAPITOL OF CANADA OUR HOME SO WE BE REPPIN' IT HOMIE.
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cut up a sack n blayze up, wrap it in tha paper, after u gut tha bastard wit tha razor
My rap names "Shackle tha Ghetto Phantom". I write on real lyfe situationz, mostly my own past experiences, events, or current situationz. I lived it, so i spit it. If u dont like what u hear from me then plug your earz wit a bullet.
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Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #1,068
Peak in subgenre #144
Author
HIGH PRIEST SMOKAZ
Uploaded
December 11, 2004
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MP3 2.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Me(SHACKL3): We kreep by tha devlish meanz, glare at tha gleam, Of tha cop lights, dont sleep like we haroin feindz, Blast weed, we never iz clean, Infact we gully, its funny, I beat you ugly, Leave you bloody for a sheet of money, Kreeps keep it scummy,wanna snuff me, But you gotta love me, wanna snuff me, Till your covered up in mud, like ya playn rugby, My domez full of tattered poemz, You'll be stashed below, Under floor boards, stored within abondoned homes, Wanna scrap I'll attack wit ya shattered bones, Feel the impact of tha crack n tha blow, Infectin tha streets, devilz who bring, Machete'z to swing, connect wit ya meat flesh, Best bet'z to retreat death, We pack shanks n gunz, Vampires, dat embrace tha sun, I was made to run, Loose, like tha blood from a severed mug, Blades get swung, Hang for fun, It'z tight, like apes from tha congoz, Hustle in tha jungle fucka, bang on da bongoz, Graze you wit comboz, My nativez. Will slay you wit long bowz, Desperado shit wit hollow tips, Pealed, concieled, by ragz n a pancho// Me(SHACKL3): Put ya dubz up, we da murderous breed, Get fucked up, if you never hearda tha seed, We burnin' da green, And there'z nothin you can say to us, Step and den tha gage'll bust, Get stuck wit tha fatal clutch, Known az tha murda capital, Blast a full cap, fast into tha back of you, Streetz of murda capital!// (CDIZTIK): I kreep thru da hood, like tha sound of an hour glass, And as the hours pass, i jus devour mass, Yes i'll devour you awl, jus watch you cowards will fall, And let you struggle to crawl, to tha ambulance, You had no chance, to make ammence, Now ya bodiez jus like impotence, "You can't get up" now ya insolence has reached an end, Theze people are not ya friendz, they jus pretend, Thats why tha city blendz together, Tha brain changes frames like tha sign of tha weather, You seep u bleed, blown away from tha cold and debri, Ya owe and agree, avoided for weeks, You'll never be seen, unable to speak, Disable tha screams, tha lean spleen, Ain't no between, spreadin' desease, "Aw Aw", I can hear you breathin, Surrounded murderous breed but nobodies leavin, Some misunderstandable canabalistic meanin, No antitote capable, mangle you while you sleepin// Me(SHACKL3): Put ya dubz up, we da murderous breed, Get fucked up, if you never hearda tha seed, We burnin' da green, And there'z nothin you can say to us, Step and den tha gage'll bust, Get stuck wit tha fatal clutch, Known az tha murda capital, Blast a full cap, fast into tha back of you, Streetz of murda capital!//
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