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R-CEE:
ME/ UNDISPUTED CHAMPION
OF HIGH SPEED CHASES
WHEN THEY BEHIND ME AND HIT THOSE LIGHTS/ I TAKE EM TO THE RACES
HANG WITH ME
AND U WILL C WHAT
GRACE IS
PRAY TO GOD
AND WATCH FOR THE FACELESS
WHEN I WIN
I WIN WITH 4 ACES
YOUR RHYMES TASTELESS
MINE MARINATED AND BASTED
ITS 10 55
AN IM STILL WASTED
KEEPIN THESE DISCRETE
SO I DONT CATCH A CASE KID
SOMEONE STLOE MY SACK
BUT MY PARANOID ASS PROBLABLY
JUSS MISPLACED IT
WANNA BOX WITH ME
BLOOD YA B TASTIN
IM GONNA RHYME
TILL THE SAINTS WIN
SUPER BOWL 100
PLUS 10
I KNOW SOME IS GETTIN UNEASY
TALKIN BOUT
WHEN WILL IT END
WHEN THEY NOTIFY MY
NEXT OF KIN

ITW [the irish boy]:
R-CEEE
MUTHAFUCKA
I DONT CARE WHO U CLAIM TO BE
NIGGA WITH A CONTRACT
AND LO LO KEYS
FLOSSIN LIKE U BE THE BEES KNEES
BUT SEE ME NIGGA
FINGA ON DA TRIGGA
DONT GIVE FUCK BOUT GETTIN BIGGA
NO DRUM MACHINE OR BEATS FOR ME
MY LYRICS TELL ALL NIGGA
NOW U GO FIGGA
MORE WACK RHYMES
IM A WHITE BOY RAPPIN
DONT CALL ME NO WIGGA
ILL CATCHA WHEN YO CRAPPIN
PIERCE YO LAST WING
WHEN U BE FLAPPIN
I GOT YO BITCH LAYIN ON TOP OF ME
ITS TIME I BROKE UP YO MONOPOLY
U RUN DIS BOARD
BUT IMMA TAKE YO HOARD
RELEASE AN ALBUM
LIKE THE X TO THE Z ZIBIT
IM DA I TO THE T WANNABE
FROG IN MY TROAT
JUMPIN
RIBIT
DIP IT
IN DA SAUCE
IM NO1 FORCE
SORRY SHE FAILED THE TEST
WE HAD SEXUAL INTACORSCE


PEACE NIGGAS


YO RCEE - NOTHING PERSONAL MAN, YOUR RHYMES ARE ILL

ITW

R-CEE:
YO/ THANKS FOR THE PROPS
THANKS FOR THE HATERS ON
MY JOCK
IRISH THUG IN THA FIELD REAPIN
CUZ HE
CREME OF CROPS
THE LAND OF BOMBS ON DOUBLE DECKERS
SINN FEIN WITH THEM WICKED JESTURES
COUNTRY FOLK ON STRETCHERS
AN THEY BALST ON THEY RIVALS
WITH THEM ASSAULT RIFLES
ALL ABOUT SOME SHIT
IN THE BIBLE
YEAH, I GOT SOME MORE WACK RHYMES
THAT SURFACE IN YA SUBCONCIOUS
FROM TIME
TO TIME
WHILE WORDS LEAVE SOME FOLKS MOUTHS
BREAK APART
AND DIE
IF YALL COULD KNOW 1 THING ABOUT ME
I WOULD WANT YALL TO KNOW \
THAT I
DO NOT
LIE/ AN SOMETIMES
I CRY
WHEN LIFE SEEMS TO B TOO MUCH
////WHEN A GUN ISNT IN MY REACH
ITS ALMOST LIKE A SUICIDE
AND WHEN I RIDE
IM RIDIN FOR THE SOUTH SIDE/ PIMPIN PRIDE
PIMPIN RIDE
CAPRICES CADILLACS CONTINENTALS
WITH THE SMOKE
INSIDE
RIDIN DOWN THE INTERSTATE
ALWAYS SPEEDIN
4 12's GOT THAT 8-BALL
BEATIN
PACKIN MAC-90
BULLETS SKEETIN
TILL YALL BITCHES STOP
BREATHIN
///40 ROUND DOUBLE CLIP FOR THEM PO-POES/ PISTOL GRIP SO IT FITS IN MY
PIMP/ COAT
THE ONLY THING I LEAVE IS SHELLS WITH NO PRINTS
AND A LOTTA
SMOKE
AN THAT ONLY IF NOT KILLING
COMES DOWN TO ME
BEING /BROKE
BACK TO THOSE
WITH THAT POETRY AN PROSE
M-DOGG IS HOTTER THAN GRINGOS
WITH MOUTHFULL
OF JALAPENOS
HAMBONE LYRICS FAT
AND IM NOT TALKIN BOUT BUSTIN OUT THE SEAM YO////IM OUT

ITW [the irish boy]:
AYO RCEE
IRA AINT ALL THAT THEY CLAIM TA BE
IM TIRED OF SINN FEIN
ITS ALL A PAIN
NOW WE GOT STREET GANGS JOININ THE GAME
SEEIN THERE SUCCESS
THEY WANT A PIECE OF THE FAME
I NEVER QUITE UNDESTOOD
HOW U STRUCTURED UR FLOW
MAYBE IT'S JUST ONE O' THOSE THINGS
THAT A NIGGA NEVER KNOW
I DONT AGREE WITH PUFFIN ON BLOW
IF ONLY FOR MY VOICE
IT WOULD CHANGE TO A CROW

YO G'S SEEM TO THINK IMMA SUBURBAN CAT
THEY MOAN BOUT TEEN BOPPERZ
BUT THATS NOT MY SCENE
NOT A YOUNG G
IM THE BEST U EVER SEEN

R-CEE:
ALL ABOUT SOME SHIT FROM THE BIBLE

U WANT TO KNOW HOW I STRUCTURE MY FLOW/A
/YO/ MEMBERS BOUT TO GET DISPLACED
ON THIS BOARD IM A SET THE PACE
PEOPLE RUN FROM ME
LIKE THEY RUNNIN
A/ RACE
MY FOLKS SAID
'GET OUT MY HOUSE
U A DAMN DISGRACE'
MOVIN MY ASS FROM STATE TO
STATE
MOVIN WEIGHT
JAILS INSTITUTIONS AND DEATH
IS MY FATE
I WRITE THESE LINES
FOR THOSE WHO CAN RELATE/
IF U DONT LIKE IT
HOLD ON
WAIT/ TRY TO LOOK THROUGH MY EYES AND FEEL MY PAIN
TEARS B FALLIN LIKE
APRIL/ RAIN
BUT I PLAY MY HAND
AND NEVER COMPLAIN
BUT IM TIRED OF THESE LAMES
QUESTIONING MY GAME
PARANOIA AND DRUGS GOT ME
INSANE/ IM FLYING HIGH
LIKE A JET
PLANE/ I USED TO STAY CRUNK ON THAT COCAINE/ IS MY FUCKED UP CHILDHOOD TO BLAME
EERRRTT
BACK TO THE GAME
IF WE WAS SHOOTIN HOOPS
U THROWIN UP BRICKS MAIN
WHILE IM SLAM DUNKIN
HARDCORE SHIT
BREAKIN THE FRAME
WINNIN THE GAME
BRINGIN THE PAIN
STACKIN CHANGE
MANIPULATING BRAINS
MY NIGGA OVER THERE
GOT THE COLOR CHANGE/ MY NIGGA ACROSS THE RIVER
PUSHIN THE
RANGE
IM PUSHIN THE CHEVY
WITH THEM
CHROME /THANGS
IF U WERNT DOWN BE 4
DONT EVEN
TRY TO HANG
BUT IF U GOT THAT FIRE
WE CAN DO
BUSINESS MAIN
(chorus for yall)
IT AINT NO THANG
FOR THESE INTELLIGENT NIGGAS
WHO B RUNNIN GAME
SLANGIN CAINE
SWANGIN THANGS
IM IN IT FOR THE FORTUNE
FUCK FAME
FUCK
FAME

hint,,,if u want to get my flow,,,read it as fast as u can,,,,peace,,a yo,,pause for these//// o/ k,,,,,,ohhh kayyy,,,southern slang?????????????

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