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Rage & Nonsense - Rhymin Ritual
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verse i wrote real quick with my boy..me first verse, nonsens second... his first track shadowville on the beat.check it out
boston east minds vengeful mindz
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vengeful minds, hektik, judge d, oblivious, desolate, hush, 2face, pilze, ice-pic, aztech
www.soundclick.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 www.soundclick.com/rage617 PROJECT MAYHEM PAGE BUT COULDNT CHANGE NAME SO FUCK IT .. site ran by RAGE the 17 year old prodigy [and old ass tracks]
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #4,976
Peak in subgenre #2,620
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vengeful minds
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May 01, 2006
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MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:28
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I blind ya eyes disguisin rhymes to get inside ya mind and erupt You wanna lie and die then step up,tire iron from the trunk Paralyzin you fucks,lie in the sun and dry in tha blood Fightin with us,is like leprachauns in court,your tryin ya luck Ima hyper writer,mighty striker,smitin ya click in the head with a fist from the heavens Get crippled and left with a disfigured figure i figure you bitches arn't bigger bigots then hitler So if im givin any prejudicism cuz i ain't a crook with a gun Notice,im blacker then you are,if you look at my lungs Hooded in the hood too good for you dumb putrid pollution like scum Im an enthusiast inducin a nuisance in the music its intrudin in im introducin him Its the other smothered side,stubborn motherfucker gutter child,covered in grime Cuz im wild,hidin a smile,ridin with style rhymin with vile sublime tyrant like piles Of words,spill the bile and burst kill the highness and earn,the title to the rights of the world Untitled since birth,an alien with an alias the realest in this surreal planet with animal antics And instinkts,i see more fake lies with snake eyes then gambling king pins Handling big wins,im trampling moshers that ain't ready to rock Yall are petty with jobs like wannabe mobsters that ain't ready to rob Are you ready or not,yall just pretend that ya hot like girls wearin skirts in december You sluts,ima be known forever and loved yall wont be remembered ur noth-in If i run in a club,its cuz im runnin the club,come in like what,hit the floor,and shut the fuck up And i know im gettin away,got billy butler in front as the get away driver (Theres 5-0 behind us) So ride slow and line up (Hit the nitro ya times up) Slip from the grip and grind home,flip the script by rippin mic phones I'll murder a cop with a serenade of bullets heads and brains explodin From the ten grenades im holdin im burnin you all predator prey exposin Competators slain and broken from verses i draw,i remain the dopest Sprayin flames im roastin haterz takin fame,makin change from haze Day to day,im holdin products like lay-away so mothafuckas you betta just stay away Ok here we go clean slate new place old face crews changed Views are tainted in this wasted fame that creates Displacement in deranged ways simply from bein Undetained in my insane brain Subliminally crminal my style is original Freestylein the syllabuls rhyming is a ritual And im the individual whos mind is in the position to Kick a fuckin rib or two until the bones start stickin through Ya skin desinagrates In a matter of seconds I ask if you've been dope enough to let the needle spin on the record Im Suspected of neglection towards the deception that ive lead in Correction im feelin lots of tension between the benches Is it cuz im better then the henchmen who reflection are undetected I got no recalection and no introspective of the ethics
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