West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: So Much Style on March 23, 2005, 07:41:19 PM
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Alone in my glasshouse, throwin rocks/
Yo im almost passed out, alone with glocks/
Im unloading glocks, you faggots flowin soft/
Im Going off, u goin soft, you need to be voted off/
cause im a survivor on my own island/
chance of beating me in a battle, smaller than snoops eyelids/
after weed brownies, 2 bong rips, and pipe hits/
how could you not like this, thats practically impossible/
you cant see me like stevie wonders inner opticle/
im amazing, thru mazes and obsticles/
your bitch likes me cool, long, hard like a popsicle/
my shits an easy hit, like playing mens league softball/
but thats not all, not even near the end/
Im settin trends, im set to win/
while you faggots only sit the bench, and play pretend/
you cant even see me man, im 10 for 10/so howl the tempermant
Chorus:
Comon' bitch, why cant you understand
Im JT, and im the fuckin man X2
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siiiiiiick