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Veterans cypher
TiNmaN:
Whole crew affected//
Like childeren that suffer emtionally frum being neglected//
I am hard, erected, crew astonsihed left sayin "look-wat-tha-tech-did"//
Bodies detected, body woundz inspected//
FEDS concluded it musta been done with illegal weaponz//
Forensic filez teach ya valuable lessonsz//
Rare Smith n Wessonz, odd lookin heatz that leave guessin.....thinkin twice//
"should i fuck w/ him?", na just take hike//
Demented tacticz makin tha hardest die 2nite//
'Illicit':
the evolution o' rap on this board done lost much o' its men/
the retribution fa dat is bout ta be cold blooded revenge/
I told youngens to end thinkin they freestyle veterans/
but naw nobody listens just like three time felons/
real rhymin's expensive for some it was cheaper to bite/
but they fell in a hole if "their" shit seemed too deep to recite/
im 19 but fuck wantin to be cuz its bein what you are/
I'll chop off your arms and leave u dreamin of reachin the stars/
lock me up I'd prob'ly still pack a gun in mah cell/
fuck saddam and fuck heaven cuz I'm governin' hell/
AlerG:
i can't picture who's rhyme was doper Mack's-or-Mouses/
but when i rip it converts yall from jeans back-to-blouses/
yall can attack-the-twelve-inch and i don't mean short-records/
you've mentioned my name but believe me i've absorbed-better/
illicit you can pack all the guns-in-ya-cell/
but you ain't kidding nobody, none of thum-have-a-shell/
damn it's funny, hammer was served by an infected-rat/
all them selected-cats i chose to mention, are those i respect-they-raps/
peace.
Primo:
i'll wear multiple gang colors and disect-they-gats\\
Come around here and flont ,we neglect-gay-cats\\
Take ya bullshit to soundclick cuz A&R's reject-they-raps\\
~
Cats texts are more primitive than MS-DOS-commands\\
My shit is more smokin' than them Reggae-Rasta-fans\\
like "old Nintendo game musicians' i "Rock nuttin but CONTRA-BAND"\\
i freestyle and don't write PERIOD
other cats write and aint even NEAR IT
maximus:
Pr1mo why the fuck are u comin at me like he got-beef? u cnt link me 2 1 'real verse of urs' coz u buy fake chains from the swap-meet...
Ur just a dirty fag u just cock ride-u-hoe, u live in a trailor u resemble Em but u wnt make it big instead of 8 u got 1 million miles-to-got...
Im known to draw tecks ya know n str8 wreck ya flow, u really are Ruff dawg coz from the ghetto a trailor park is 1 step-below...
Watch auto lie in da cut n stake-out-this-hard-bitch, nah u aint RUFF u just 'trailor trash' so ima 'evict u from clubs' to 'take-out-the-barbage'...
look pr1mo look i got personals to YAY!!
lmao
HOLLLLLLAAAAA
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