West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: Code Blue on February 18, 2004, 02:21:27 AM
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Dago heads know about the second anual z90 emcee battle thing goin' on. Well here's the lyrics to the verse I'ma send in. I'm pretty sure I'll make it seeing as how last year only about 2 or 3 of the emcees chose had actual talent. Anyways, feedback is appreciated.
I spit some sick dialect like I'm a diabetic //
An Aneheim descendant straight SD reppin' //
I only got 2 friends...1 named Smith and 1 named Wesson //
And when in need they help me teach these weak emcees a lesson //
I'm a soon-to-be legend just gimme more 60 more seconds //
I take the mic and wreck it, cuz I'm armed with lyrical weapons //
Designed by a sick chemist...my voice has been embedded to ya ears and soul //
Give credit to Pops who tried his hardest when I was invented //
I'll send you to ya grave with no regrets...I'm devilish //
You think ya Heaven-sent? Well I'ma make Hell ya next residence //
Wreck ya tepedeck and leave ya speakers as the evidence //
Spittin' cataclysms destroyin' the Earth's most precious elements //