West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: YoungFame on March 03, 2002, 04:51:24 PM
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I'mma plague for days,/a walkin katastrophy,/automatic rap gat lyrics that'll blast for me./ What a tragedy,/ to see your life go to waste,/ tryin to replace youngfame/and get your fuckin frame erased./ Now pace wit me,/race wit me,/the level your contending on is no match for fame,/ so why you facin me?/ Quit chasin me,/ bittin my style will give you rabbies./ Ya'll dont faze me/ tryin to amaze me will get your grace snatched, like kiddnapping babies./ The illest kid/will pill your wig,/ whether or not physically or verbally,/ when I'm done spittin murderous shit/ I'll have the wack emcees that are reading my shit tryna murda me./ Now whats the outcome?/ I survive the worst/ when I disperse lyrics that do more than hurt,/ but burn slowly at your eternal,/ I'm the rap inferno,/ kuz I burn baby burn,/ ya'll niggaz gone learn, that I'mma spread the illest shit you ever wittnessed in your life/ like germs/ Call me a sick baller/ check out the ill form/I was born wit sick ass flows/I'm YoungFame tha illborn... motherfuckaz!!
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WOO!! DAMN!! YA LETTIN EVERYBODY KNOW WHO U BE :) THAT WAS SOME DOPE SHIT..THE FLOWS & THE STYLE IM FEELING U BABY..THAT IS LIKE LEVEL 5 SHIT..KEEP POSTING HONEY!! :-X :-X :-X
oh yeah..wanna show me what u got cyber-rapping? ;D
HOLLA :-*