West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: maximus on April 14, 2010, 01:20:48 AM
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spazzin with some sort of diff rhyme scheme
Ya crew getting torn tonight, I was born to fight, never give a fuck...
U'll get shived n cut, wrong or right, get hit like theres a bong in sight...
Im a bit abrupt, lucky she passed I don't want my mum to see, me hit u up...
Man its funny see, ima pound for pound street fighter, not talking bout currency...
Smash n defeat fighters, in these current dreams, of how I beat writers...
I spit raw, so don't start to stoke fires, I choke liars to bits whore...
Punch throats, poke eyes, and kick balls, watch these jokes cry...
When I hit yall, leave ya bruised man, u wont want round 2...
Cos ill mash everythin around you, it sounds true cos ima new man...
N my heat stress ya, while u screw fans, throwin punches but few land...
My gun will get ya, but id rather use Two Hands, like Heath Ledger...
peace
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very tight
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knot verse my equal yell
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good 2 see that not EVERYONE on this forum still sucks 8)