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Genre
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Peak #4,225
Peak in subgenre #2,279
Author
Frazer/Lottery
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Frazer/Lottery
Uploaded
November 26, 2006
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MP3 2.9 MB • 98 kbps • 4:04
Lyrics
I blaze the beat mc's get thrown down steps
and shit on just for fuckin with me
when the freestyles on i'll be rippin anything
lottery got to me now i'm sending out bombs
throw napalm, see your skin melt off
you never had skills so how ya shit fell off
yea bust shots then the clip fell off
they seen you dead then ya click fell off
1 didnt i had to grab the kalishnakov
spit some shots rip some cops split kids to chops
outlined in chalk, stopped for thinkin they could box
now they laying in a box from 16 shots, raw
the beat starts rockin my head starts boppin
my flow gets tighter, gas room with lighters
still ill cannot be killed by lyrics or steal
I'm real, run to st louis and rob nelly for that grill, foreal
should i give a fuck what MC's think?
they pushin me over the brink of a ship and i will sink
so i gotta change character and do shit to ya man
accross the world, be most wanted in america
but i go crazy sometimes i kick these dumb rhymes
to stop me dissin people outta bordem
and i go crazy sometimes i kick these dumb rhymes
because there aint nothin important, wassup peeps
i'm still ill my flows tighter
i'm still real and i could be ya ghost writer
i put the pen to the page tell me ya issues
i'll probably diss you when i'm feeling like this
blue
Yo i'm cocky not confident..
so when you tell me i'm the best bitch get off my dick
you wanna come and take Osa away? fuck it
have it, stop crying like a little faggot, god dammit
this is a game fulled with bitch fools and rich crooks
who switch crews, forget there loyalty to make a quick few
so why should i be any different to this shit
something in my gut tells me i should be trust worth
and i always end up with troubles, fuck dirty
i end up hungry and thirsty like a desert, fuck money
and fuck you bastereds, my attitude is no longer placid
replace your eye drops with acid, take that shit
understand my depression for a second
take a look into the eyes of a man with no blessings
take a stand beside a man born with no fears
watch and laugh as you hang from a fan from both ears
when i'm feeling in this god damn mood theres iv'e peers
no tears, nothin to make me happy but more beers
more blood from you cuts more killing
more victims alot more villins, deformed children
but i go crazy sometimes i kick these dumb rhymes
to stop me dissin people outta bordem
and i go crazy sometimes i kick these dumb rhymes
because there aint nothin important, yea
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