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Genre
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Peak #943
Peak in subgenre #20
Author
OEN Garde/M-Audio
Uploaded
June 17, 2010
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.6 MB • 128 kbps • 2:48
Story behind the song
a beat M made a good while back, but Garde was on some "im goin in on this!", so there it is and there you have it.
Lyrics
garde and mics synonymous like stars-astrologers, far-its outta here, mars-astronomers, GOD-the apocalypse, bombs-rockets, hard times-hot pockets, bars-no locks, charms-heart lockets, harm-hurt sockets, farms-the upstate moniker, calm-not poppin sh** , forms-documents, the swarm-shaolin, swords-conflict, work-hot strips, war-profit, bonds-stocks to get, on tour-lockin sh** , theres more-i got it dig, for sure-i got this par and im droppin it, soar-i gotta kid like flocks in the tropics, its on- sh** will never stop it, sore vexed-witta a gloc, born-then you lie in a box, psalms-the prophets who warn you with logic, J Storme-scorchin ya hottest, you thought-thats not it, the core-this topic, its for-about, the soft who dont want it-the hardest of convicts who swore to skip bondage, at home-abroad tone deaf ya best artists like payphones in the projects, im just gettin started, those gone-dearly departed, pawns-victims of gossipin targets who keepin they lip zipped when po-nix sniff for incriminating objects, im the sh** regardless of ya warmest prospect who tore but still not rip, songs chill novice i'll bore thru ya topics lilke oil when they spot it, aluminum foil ya hottest while my ploy is to letchu know the LO blow ya whole stee crazily a-maze-meant for you not to challenge a buffalo soldier who show no emot, hold the globe like the challis balancin how i go norm but had to sip popovich locked in the artics, need more than dro to pop this, witcha form of nonsense, like hitler-stalin, or pork-sausage (2000 and beyond it)... (vs 2) like stylin out-s'kills, wylin out-gettin ill, filin out-dippin out the build, dimin out-this n squealed, one time down just to spit what a n feel-one rhyme i doubt you will doubt that this n real, nuff lines that punch-dont need punch lines, pride in myself-what i feel, 45s-real steel, in my linin-concealed, all the time-you know the drill, all in the timin designed i'll blow for real, fall into line my assignment heres the spiel, so let it be no surprise when the HIEZMEN slide in ya field, live as the squad pac use to ride wit-tire peels, like keefe takin a dive at the icon for a hundred bills, like fire-my eyes, tireless-rhyme, empires-crime, this me-mines, history-mankind, HISstory-manskind, get the jist of my landmines-land in ya mind, mystery-cant find, this'll be the last time you wit-ness s'killery-just close ya eyes...
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