West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: Ignyte on August 18, 2003, 02:46:58 AM
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I got beef on my fork, and pork in my teeth/
Situation always brief, when conflict with police/
Cant sleep on the chalk, I dont walk watch me creep/
I aint fucking riiich, I dont roll in a jeep/
You start talking with your hands and start running your mouth/
And you start fucking with my plans and im tryna sort that shit out/
Yous a fucking fool and there aint no doubt/
You got played like a bitch, so what you on about/
So fi-fy-fo-fum, Im sick of people stepping to me like they dumb/
Coz me-my-and yo-mum, made a pack to make sure we take away all your fun/
Think coz you got a gun, that you can make niggas run/
Your messing with fire son, Ignyte in this bitch serving you well done/
But watch me take care of the world like captain planet/
Fucking up my world, nigga stop acting all satanic/
They kill of tha piggas with a blasting automatic/
Peel of tha figgas, you know thats a last thing tactic/
You just a worthless muthafucka living your life in a gutter/
I'm still staying greazy like margarine, the substitute of butter/
Taking money from my mothers, get a prostitute for a dollar/
Whiteys say stick to each other, coz your daddy told you not to fuck with black fellas/
See me snap like a branche, come back, you get smothered like an avalanche/
You never had the chance, make you hurt, make you scream like a pregnant lady with stomach cramps/
feedback please.
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pretty good multi's and shit
keep spitting
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i felt this shit... flowed nice
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thanks, would like some more feedback