West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: M Dogg™ on February 19, 2005, 08:42:11 PM
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I'm dropping the forty to clear my head so I can be great, I can always get forty but I would rather get my eight/
Making dollars and sense with a G put in my number eight, how can you beat someone when you ain't even awake/
Call me the sandman 'cause even the heads stay asleep, so in your dreams I'm showing you I'm at my rap peak/
This is open mic night, Don't Sweat The Technique, you can't hang with the Elite if we bring back OG Technic/
You are what you eat, so you must be in the Navy then, 'cause your breath stinks like you eat seamen/
Don't test me 'cause I'm the I.E's great dopeman, expained 'cause even my brownies are fucken green man/
Producer of dope but I never produced a crackhead, pregnant women can buy my shit and produce great men/
I'm Kobe Bryant bitch 'cause I drop eight on them, I'm from the old school so my rhymes well never be lend/
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no love :-\
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that little flow is pretty legit. kobe!!! i was diggin that first line, you came out the gates with strait fire boi!!