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How We Get Down
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A rough track recorded in short space of time again, bout an hour or two. Might come back to it, just felt like getting one of many f***in tracks to do out the way, so hence the rushed shitty quality
deep aruzz november clips
Just upping skills n hoping to be able to write deeper n iller n develop in character
Been spittin for a while now but still elevating this fuckrie, love to spit to death still, cant be in this shit just wanting that fame and fortune fuck that...i only want the fortune to supply the drugs i take ya get me
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #6,174
Peak in subgenre #924
Author
Aruzz/DEVIZE
Rights
Aruzz
Uploaded
September 04, 2006
Track Files
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MP3 3.7 MB 128 kbps 4:04
Lyrics
ay you fassy ole i play like Baggio cos im an animal get in ya girls panty hose and im dope short breath grabbin throats stabbin hoes satellites Aruzz ya bo its manifold my tracks taggin toes and rappers thrown into mixes thats magical check time on the casio burn weed like acid pro is you a man or mole the planet folds green leaves trees havent grown im phat as bro need to keep the cameras close served like casserole had to go demons now have my soul the devilish microphone specialist brown like a terrorist demons battled need an exorcist the weather is scorching hot like a desert blitz everythings effortless try match this penmanship make a racket like its some tennis shit better than tim fuckin henman is cos im on some head n trip see me as a mental skitz flows like jettisons my freestyles rip kids in a fuckin second bitch now that i mention it like a somersault tend to flip tear apart my fuckin bars like prison bendin it society full of menaces and Aruzz confesses it new specimen marijuana is my medicines now everytime i spit im wreckin it collecting quids makin wack MCs build deficits your defences ripped yo muthafucka this is how we get down you should know that your girl gets around yes we here to kill songs and check sound bitch if ya aint givin it up then just get out when i bag a bitch ill be suckin her faff n tits laughin in their mans face and i will slap a prick hes catchin it off guard and then im battering this faggot kid put his own girlfriends ass on dick im bad and sick like some evil disease see me in the streets and fear me on the beats like they were stealing from police dealing with the beast my delivery dont cease whats next when i rock text i got less vocab more or less thoughts are death toetagged no mans hold hands in my vicinity, but what, oh damn you old fag dont blag you straight you gay enemy deliver you to satan as the postman go grab the whole slab of concrete bash ya heads and slow jam to a new bash when ya drop dead use it as a tombstone enscribe the killer was a dude wrong too strong my walks hot i gone wrong with a sawn off sure plots made involve havin all the doors locked cant afford to have a caller come and saw whats goin on and how these knives will make ya balls drop after attached angel wings and then i flew up and did drop the six hot bombs that blew up now your useless rude stuff gets chewed up like stupidly putting your dick in a vampires loose cunt they'll boo ya off stage left to rot on Gods plate end up like chopped saige i go on for days with this rap skill stand and watch amazed damn i got the face poker plays plan the pot and take the devil said i need to go to special ed cos i was in hell effin vexed already dead from the effects of ket my head is messed from blazin drugs can ya better it maybe i like it like this but you can find me some better shit
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