West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: SKiLLaZTiC on October 13, 2001, 11:32:08 PM
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niggaz leavin tha fam so ima spit sum shit off tha top of tha dome bout how i feel....
wut tha fuck iz goin on tha click fallen apart
now down da 2 niggaz like it wuz at tha start
ma heart not aken theze otha niggaz saddly mistaken
me and hates will hold it down while max takez hiz vacation
tha playa hation will rise
so that aint no surprise
but im still vicious az fuck take a look in ma eyez
skyz tha limit b 4 tha CSN familyz finished
aint stoppin till fake niggaz fucken soulz r deminished
me hates gone ride 4 sho
straight California luv
twisted azz minez come 2 gether like a hand and glove
slugz 2 those who think they lyricz r considered az flowz
broken noze a they doze frum ma fucken elbowz
case clozed we had another nigga mickey or sumthin
fucked around in tha mouse trap now he'z labeled az nothin
bluffin neva speakz tha truth weather worse or betta
Maxi padz wantz 2 git out of tha biggezt 3 letterz
but itz coo me and ma nigga HATEZ GONE JUZT GIT BETTA
REPPIN CSN 4 EVA WHILE WE BUCK THEZE BERETTAZ!!!!!
We down ta 2 niggaz now. We wuz 4 strong but now we bout to be 2 of tha strongezt niggaz eva. Fuck tha rezt. We had a rodent on tha team but we called tha Exterminator. Ma nigga Max wantz 2 take a break, thaz coo but remember dawg u either ride wit uz, or Collide wit uz. Me and ma nigga Hatez gone still ride and scream fuck u to whoever aint on our side. 2 California Killahz gone ride regardless. So fuck whoever wanna try ta c us. We standin in Stealth!!!
CSN!!!!
Holla
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mane if i dun ride i wont collide either...
i jstu feel i need sum space n freedom
peace
~1~
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Maaaan, fuck this clan shit.
In the end, CSN, it's all good, but peep game;
Are you out for love, or out for fame?
Ya gotta think about it for a minute, what's ya name?
You beefing, or you staying a flame?
Stop cutting people, and drop some felt shit,
Hates, I know ya can do that, you already done it,
Nuttin but love, but don't hate my homies, or I'll flip,
CSN ARE some Certified Sick Niggaz, I know ya can bust my lip,
But don't think that stops me from telling you the truth;
I'm out here to learn how to look after my fruit,
And battling, live or net, ain't exactly cute,
Can't hear or reply, like a deaf mute,
My dawg Maxi, you think we got an argument,
We ain't, but from Heaven you weren't sent,
I love ya homie, but learn from your mistakes,
Or you'll be asking "where his love went"?,
Skillz, you dope dawg, but you an angry man,
I love your shit, and I admit, I'm a big fan,
But I cringe when you ride on peeps,
Just for trying to tap your little ole tan,
Just for telling you any downsides,
That stinks like cheese and chives,
You ain't exactly helping their lives,
So don't go pulling them lyrical knives,
Now, remember, some straight shit,
Fuck this clan shit, ain't worth a bit,
It deserves to be chucked into a cesspit,
And don't respond, tryna get my ass lit...
Peace, and one love.
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FUKK ALL THATS AGAINST ME
I'll have ya'll niggas tied up
in the trunk of black bentleys
bitchniggas don't temp me
your tightest shit cant beat
any of my worst verses
fukk around and you and your girl
will have his and her hearses
do you really wanna push the issue
'til I have no choice but to push the pistol
up against your skin tissue?
and let the bullets kiss you?
dont test my name
cause I'm quick to test my aim
right at your chest frame