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Triple OG Rapsodie:

--- Quote from: Mekkan Refugee on May 10, 2012, 12:01:21 PM ---
--- Quote from: Lil Bruh (Trap Zone 504 Been about Money)) on May 09, 2012, 06:40:55 PM ---damn, bruh too afraid to touch a hoodrat like that? he racist?

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To the nicca with Wocka Flocka and Gucci Man in his sig....


You follow wack nicca's who make music for bitches/
Chasin' um in clubs and begging just to get digits/
Digital rappers just trying to make a buck of ring tones/
Trying to fuck some bitches their all clones/
and your just a petty clone, Nicca I own you/
I'm a self-made man, more than any in the Zodiac/
Blessed with a gift to exist according to my own designs/
I don't live to chase a bitch I live with knowledge of my own mind/
one of a kind, nicca I'm legendary, your quickly fogotten/
Like just another nicca, trying to be just another nicca, nothing/
Gold in your teethe and pants saggin, trying to kick swag or something/
Ever word you ever said meant nothing so nicca stop fronting/

I'm devoid of doubt and distracting so get 100 on your bandwagon/
I still be out there travelling the Earth, places you could only imagine/
Still my existence drifts as far as the eye can see/
Being whatever the fuck my own conscious guides me to be/
While your just believing everything you see on TV/
Nicca I live it, while in the category of experience your a midget/
You don't protect your own essence, so your less than impressive/
Even if I dropped knowledge you'd surely miss the message/
Your just a carbon copy following rappers who spit fables/
Your all just a load of crumbs coming from the same table/

So follow the crowd of fags at a forum performing circle jerks/
They waste their time, fill their mind with trash/
now wonder the full of shit, no worth and no class/
Anything that enters mind and body you got to express that/
You fill your mind and body with trash that's why your heart is black/
Each black stain leaves a mark on your heart I make Stag-fir to Allah/
To clean it up for me as I go to sleep at night amidst toxic environments/
Patience and prayer until the times I fly high and rise above all of it/
It's life's ebbs and flows, but since you succumb to the ebb you stay there/
You dwell in hell with devils and wonder why your mind can't think clear/
I could be in a sea of serpents and still not get touched with venom/
You'll never be a person of any worth you'll just keep sinnin/
but the sin is always a sin against yourself and you'll never develop/
Cause your selfishly insecure, music you listen to I never felt it.


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You've dropped like 10 keystyles in the past week but still too scared to battle your son?

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