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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #105
Peak in subgenre #17
Author
Eddie Smirnov
Rights
RCE
Uploaded
February 06, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.9 MB • 128 kbps • 5:21
Lyrics
i just let it all go, as i hold the mic tight
all i got is dark shit, like i stole the sun light/
so i hold the gun right, gotta plan to take lifes
and since this rhymes kill you bitches will die/
i'ma stay on the mic, like my shits on repeat
kanye west your jaw, if you keep talking shit/
i'm walking this streets, holding to my gun
i'ma think outside the BOX, and put you in one/
the steaks are high, you gotta face me
thirty's new twenty, man i gotta be a baby/
i gotta be crazy, its gotta be the case
get smile off you, like clown washing his face/
i'm good on the mic, i'm better with knifes
i'm better then you, in your bed, with your wife/
i aint got time, so i'ma give you the taste
so tell you favorite rapper he has been replaced/
I just wanna let go and let them all know
where i been in life and the places i'll go
i can't smile no more no emotions at all
now they say i got blood on my hands
and they saying its me they blaming my flow
say rhymes took lifes and i might loose control
so i calm myself i might call for help
but they say i got blood on my hands
my hands keep shaking, my head keeps aching
somehting like i slave, i never catch no break/
mistakes i made, do not make me
your mouth got you killed, do not blame me/
still the same me, insane and ready
to flow no matter what, you better pray b/
you can't be playing me, this aint no game
you faggots aint shit, you faggots is lame/
bunch a no names, chasing this fame
trying to claim shit, they got no shame/
but if you test my, patience mayne
you gonn make me wanna, test my aim/
you don't impress me, put the mic back down
i'ma pick this gun up, and i'ma spray them rounds/
i fuck you clowns up, you gotta be scared
cuz you dont run shit like you in a wheel chair/
ideas run through my head, i unleash this thoughts
release this rage, you better seize you bluff/
it's easy watch, as i can flow with ease
breeze over the beats, flow so cold they freeze/
it's the music in me, and i''ma use it wisely
till its heard round the globe, and known widely/
my advice to you be, not to ever try me
i might go so crazy, i already might be/
ready to slice thee, i wont be lying
when i say i got the will, to make yo moms crying/
employed by hell, i'ma watch as you dying
i'ma the type a guy, your type will never like and/
watch me rely, on this mothafucking nine
so i remain alive, as i stay, and take lifes/
my main concern, is to spit this verse
man i guess i'll never learn, i was bless with this curse cuz i/
