West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: TheSheriff on March 17, 2003, 04:07:35 PM
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I can’t believe shit like this, where I get beat like this,
And I can’t give a challenge, when I get ripped like this;
I used to be serious material, vicious and evil, but now,
I’m just another old veteran, long time ago I was better than
Nearly everybody else, but now, I’m not even bad for your health,
In the list of MCs, I’m not even twelfth, time has gone past me,
In my room I’m the last G, homies dead, skill gone, hurting head,
No longer the bomb, I remember when I was down with Tom,
When he was the Lightweight Champ, but career is like a lava lamp,
Up and down, now I’m the Klass Klown, my robes gone from purple to brown,
The Sheriff has almost been chased out of town, caught in his dressing gown,
And pound for pound, I’m no longer an equal, more like a sequel,
Stuck in the burbs with herbs, used to clown wit homies on pervs,
In De Renne, back when God was my friend, I used to tend
To kill MCs for substantial fees, now I’ve lost the keys
To the Hall of Fame, I’ve past my game, it’s now only a memory,
Lost its energy, when the World Was Mine, I’m past my prime…
WYCLEF: One time, one time…
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Thats pretty tight man, good flow and im feelin the message. peace
-{bLaDe}
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Good shit man, Owens gettin better ;D
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That was pretty nice man, i was feelin it.
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Woorrd i was feeling that too.. the flow was good, and got the message accross well...
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