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yo fool im straight flossin doo rags threatenin double crossin

nigga dont step ill get the strap bust yo eye then bust a cap

fool i dun care bout no hoopdee hollorin hoodrats

spit em out like im chewin on grats

oops i mean grits niggas like me slur when we spits

ya know it im spittin game

all the brothas on the streets know muh name

popgunwar nigga

it says it all

im crazy buff and 7 feet tall

i got wicked gats and filthy knots

niggas know i be lettin off shots

daily

niggas dont phase me they try to get loopy but i jus get hazzzy

yeah nigga ya know the drill

put ya girl on huh knees and you sit still

cuz you move and shez gettin sliced

bettin stat suckin cauze i aint feelin nice

yo

fuck that

i dont step half slippin

nigga mothe fucka ya must be trippin

xanax bars go str8 to yo head

imma bust a shot nigga BOOM you dead.

 

and im out.

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kids quit spittin

cuz im straight lickin

punks wit a double barrel smif n wessun

have em on they knees confessin

sayin please n stressin

im professin you know straight schoolin

back and forth verse duelin

no foolin just gruelin battle shit

when i spit on this earth i rattle it

straight off the ricter

ya wig i split ya

till it barely fitya

kids is gonna gitya

steady thuggin

cuz this fucked up world got me buggin

the bitches the snitches the law

we keep it hard to the core

street teams with sweet dreams stay raw

lack of motivation the only flaw

when we high we soar

kickin it with the ol crew

and crack a cold few

pass the blunt to the right

cuz this oe got me ready to fight

a room with bars where im headed tonight

but i aint scared to hustle

i push trough with every muscle

nesecary to shake rattle and rustle

just to stay wit it

these punks we slay

when we spray wit it

in the back of they red sox fitted

half my crew aquitted

the other half commited

but thats life

some catch shells or shanked by knife

constantly watch over the shoulder

these blocks is colder

innocent as kids

now we see our boys do bids

for puttin lead in enemy lids

i thank the lord just for lettin me live

through lifes trials

hope to make it to the finals

cuz ill be at heavens gates

no more drugs or nickel plates

destin by fate

to live hard and eventually bask in what awaits

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Originally posted by coldasbling

kids quit spittin

cuz im straight lickin

punks wit a double barrel smif n wessun

have em on they knees confessin

sayin please n stressin

im professin you know straight schoolin

back and forth verse duelin

no foolin just gruelin battle shit

when i spit on this earth i rattle it

straight off the ricter

ya wig i split ya

till it barely fitya

kids is gonna gitya

steady thuggin

cuz this fucked up world got me buggin

the bitches the snitches the law

we keep it hard to the core

street teams with sweet dreams stay raw

lack of motivation the only flaw

when we high we soar

kickin it with the ol crew

and crack a cold few

pass the blunt to the right

cuz this oe got me ready to fight

a room with bars where im headed tonight

but i aint scared to hustle

i push trough with every muscle

nesecary to shake rattle and rustle

just to stay wit it

these punks we slay

when we spray wit it

in the back of they red sox fitted

half my crew aquitted

the other half commited

but thats life

some catch shells or shanked by knife

constantly watch over the shoulder

these blocks is colder

innocent as kids

now we see our boys do bids

for puttin lead in enemy lids

i thank the lord just for lettin me live

through lifes trials

hope to make it to the finals

cuz ill be at heavens gates

no more drugs or nickel plates

destin by fate

to live hard and eventually bask in what awaits

 

damn.......gangsta

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Guest tears*uno

mostly confused these days stubborn cat im never wrong

blessed forever bipolar by this wonderful god

forever rhyme the type to throw a battle at the blackest and hardest

wont stop until ive conquered the lands and traveled the farthest

inhale weed vapors i trace skylines like mos def lines

pads filled with transcript of most def rhymes

the most flyest really i dont care if you buy this

but when you feelin the need know youll apply this

searchin for peace of mind by giving off a piece of mind

when i need a hamilton i release a dime

till i die im realeasin rhymes

not a part of cheesy crimes but vandalize rather nightly

waitin for you to feel me and hear me out

but most would rather fight me

a ghost in society so i can arrange my proprieties

most you rap the same so i apply variety

i seek perfection in everything i do and want to be

depressed cuz i aint the best

strange cuz you want to be me

strange cuz i wanna be in your shoes

have your friends and family

but still you stand in back of me

lines broken off my rhymes exactly....

 

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criminal minor possy in the house tonight, just chill we aint lookin to fight, im a math-matition, cuz i ryhme in division, splitting up rhymes 4 diffrent times in a beat with 1000 lines, take it, multiply to the power of 3, cant you see? im spinning circles around you, and your sitting there countin..one..two?? so when i do my times tables, i seem to get mad record labels, uno dos tres, quatro sinco seis, setie' ocho neve mutha fucking deis, so check my math one more time and if you still wonderin, tell me how much is in a dime? so if you still hatin on my mathimattical crime imma let you in this secret just one time, the call me dime, One, cuz i can spin a ton while you spit your fun, and imma blaze my gun if you dont start reppin, cuz im all out i guess we steppin

 

you just got burned by a 15 year old..hahaha!hahahaha!!! haha..wack asses. p.s im high with 10 beers in my ass..and i freestlye better than you fools. Ohyeah and im white..haha

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  • 6 years later...
yo fool im straight flossin doo rags threatenin double crossin

nigga dont step ill get the strap bust yo eye then bust a cap

fool i dun care bout no hoopdee hollorin hoodrats

spit em out like im chewin on grats

oops i mean grits niggas like me slur when we spits

ya know it im spittin game

all the brothas on the streets know muh name

popgunwar nigga

it says it all

im crazy buff and 7 feet tall

i got wicked gats and filthy knots

niggas know i be lettin off shots

daily

niggas dont phase me they try to get loopy but i jus get hazzzy

yeah nigga ya know the drill

put ya girl on huh knees and you sit still

cuz you move and shez gettin sliced

bettin stat suckin cauze i aint feelin nice

yo

fuck that

i dont step half slippin

nigga mothe fucka ya must be trippin

xanax bars go str8 to yo head <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

imma bust a shot nigga BOOM you dead.

 

and im out.

 

 

He white cause he rap about xanax.

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