West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: Reef on July 02, 2003, 12:42:50 PM
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okay.. heres some mathematics for you fanatics
the equations are harder than kickin crack habits
its the invasion of the white Rabit
he's a caucasian - let the blacks have him
the wack raps get put on the map but prehaps
they caps on backwards which causes them to collapse
crash and burn whule the trapped in the habit of takin naps
go to sleep, stay with closed eyes
cause its the exposed that dies,
and its undisclosed if the bird tries to fly
secrets are kept under lock and key
but the key and lock aint stoppin me
i pick locks and deepthroat mics like they were thick cocks
i wish i made paper and notes, so i could rule the world with my useless quotes
then again i hit the C-Notes like im playin a piano
no1 aint real gansta like a Soprano dont fuck with Tony
trust me, he knows me, and if you try he knows you wont see
take your eyes out, you need to wise out cause i see the size of doubt
my randomness, causes distress to the people that care for me
all this randomness is just to explain i got a knife to my wrist.. are ya darin me?
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darin me?/
the knife on my wrist is just preparin me/
for life after death because this stress is tearin me down/
trapped in a casket I feel them carry me down/
to the burial ground/
they took the knife and wrapped in plastic/
and buried it wit me,
to remind me how I came here/
suicidal? you slit your wrist too? damn...same here/
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bump.. it would be really nice ot get feedback
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I'm feelin yo shit young cuzzin...
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dope man