West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: Spicemuthafuc*in1 on August 05, 2006, 10:29:19 PM
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Destroying mc’s at will with no hesitation
You fixed to get played with like masturbation
One nation under all, stand tall, never fall
When I was born, I was known to walk before I crawled
Supernatural, a phenomenon, lyrical when I speak
A fugitive from the police, steadily playing hide and go seek
Never turning myself in, eluding the forces
Opposers of my greatness turn to rotting corpses
Im the lyrical menace, murdering all of my tenants
The more property I own, the more places to conduct business
The ways I get paper, in ways that arent safer
Cross my path, get disintegrated to liquids like vapors
Aint no possible way that a MC can murder me
Rearranging enemies faces like plastic surgery
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That was straight playa.
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sweet. 8)
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coo shit 8)
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Man what a dope rap ;D
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Man what a dope rap ;D
didn't you write that?
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Man what a dope rap ;D
didn't you write that?
Yeah I was being a jackass ;D
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Man what a dope rap ;D
didn't you write that?
Yeah I was being a jackass ;D
LOL
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that was hard as fuck spice