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Hardcore rap. technical rhymes, deep shit, the illest sh*** - period. G-Mo! Gangsta Emotive,
DiDiSi Mp
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Peak #13,595
Peak in subgenre #2,194
Author
Me
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Mine
Uploaded
March 19, 2007
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:15
Lyrics
(verse 1)
to much tension, treatin friends like thier henchmen,
soon as dawn breaks, theyr tryna get the dons place
to many visits to the hospital, to many niggaz illogical,
to many games n obstacles, this missions impossible
get as far away as possible, leave it all behind,
thinkin bout corpses lyin, i got to much on the line
the bourbon is my friend, watchin the walls spin,
punchin raw skin, hell opens up.. god dont let me fall in
watchin my life flow, a grown streets disciple
so when i grab this microphone, i feel right at home,
wont stop till im finished, then replenish my menace,
come back twice as hard, then pray for forgivness,
its g-mo niggaz that how we roll niggaz
squeeze cold triggaz n leave souls missin
gotta muscle in on hoes tryna hustle for the dough
this life aint what i choose but belive me its what i know
(chorus)
join me G-Militia, we stone cold niggaz!
got a new mission, so who the fucks with us,
no more confusion, its time to rise up n do shit!
share a dream a lucian, this is the g-molution!
X2
(Verse 2)
Wave goodbye martyr, im stressin its gettin harder,
time to shed this shell, cause it only spells drama,
i belive i came to die, so i trained my mind,
but im just so drained n tired, from this pain inside,
pray for deliverance cause im pushed to my limits
sabotage my next breath feelin no longer driven
whos next to go after me, let the devil capture me
its not fair to bare all the echos of casualties
so im beggin please bring the death of my enemies
or at least send to me a cure for suicidal tendancies
addicted to sorrow, mixed up, fuck tomorow
alchols relief, it brings me peace from these streets
i aint guilty, yall better feel me when i say that,
collapsin amassin all this pain, then its payback
money makin food wastin, what id do for a piece
while souls in the streets layin cold or deceased,
(chorus)
join me G-Militia, we stone cold niggaz!
got a new mission, so who the fucks with us,
no more confusion, its time to rise up n do shit!
share a dream a lucian, this is the g-molution!
X2
(verse 3)
Quiet Down Yall. its mista morningstar,
makin a lyricle livin with rythms torn apart
i rep rap for the riff raff n' souls who suffer setbacks,
n all those considred evil, call me the scribe of the people
see its freedom or deathwish so im leavin em breathless
with major first impressions engagin my words as weapons
i spill real shit on my rhymes never one to comprimise
real minds multiply so i feed em wit conquered lines
see im hot like a hundred celcius, fuckin meltin yas,
intellegence is tellin yas, this kid spits so rebillious,
a philosohpical gangsta, never rockin those handcuffs
ill divide n ride on all those who rise against us,
sick compared to cancers, shit.. i demand answers
sendin em back to campus, makin em put thier hands up
a G-Mo anthem, spittin these rhymes i will strip minds,
art of war sun szu this is what real niggaz bump to
(verse 3)
join me G-Militia, we stone cold niggaz!
got a new mission, so who the fucks with us,
no more confusion, its time to rise up n do shit!
share a dream a lucian, this is the g-molution!
X2
"G-Mo man, It's Gangsta Emotive.
Yea Im Considered Gangsta.... But
Imma Deep Fukin Dude... See Thats
What G-Mo Is.. G-Mo's Bein Smart,
Yet Standing Up 4 Urself, It's Like.....
If I Have To Kill To Eat,
I Aint Gotta Be Happy About It" - DMp
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