West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: ZILLA THA GOODFELLA on July 12, 2005, 10:35:23 AM
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This keystyle shit is dead homie, ain't nothin like it use to be
These fake ass j-cats spit nothin but lies, ain't 1 bit of truth to me
Fuc an East Coast G, you best stay yo ass in East Coast G
Call me pistol Z, put a .22 to yo face and set you free
You don't know me.. just ask T.I, stay real high
Big timin like a cash money cat, plus I stay fly
Authentic, you a fruitcake, can't reach my pace
Pepper spray yo ass in church, call me pastor mace
Konfusion a busta too, you homo, no you can't touch this
MC Hammer ass nigga, you get ripped stiff, like a decapitated carcus
You suckaz sparked this but I fuel tha fire, burn y'all regardless
Who wants it? Fucs wit it, I'm hazardous, forever ill bitch, cancerous
You bustaz ain't got a chance wit this like sherman klump wearing pants for kids
Now watch, just cuzz I expose these cats for being imposters..
they gone hop on my dick quick like a pair of my boxers
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nice, keep it up
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damn zilla, aint seen you spit in a while. so High Risk High Reward is finally out, where can I get it?
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Zilla?....imma smash dis cabbage patch brat...
my name carries weight,his has a bad back!...
how about dat..ya got dissed an came back..
but to me u jus another bitch to aim at...
you dont want dat...wont mention war..
shot plug ya from a distance like extension cords!...
whose Rod to me.?..damn i thought he'd finished...
cus the bitch dont want it like abortion clinics!...
8 bars..fuck wit me...
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now that was hot ^
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Who's mack? this cat is the definition of a busta to be exact
Fact: He looked up to me, check the history, they're stacked
But, he hops from dick to dick like a hood trick he dunno how 2 act
Homie you bout to get cracked, zillasaurus needs a snack
Dawg, you dropped rhymes for years here, never had no impact
You're a fuckin joke, wack, don't make me pull up your audio tracks
I'd burn your life away clown, sorta like a sack, crush like warren sapp
I'm only givin you a tap, next time it's holes in yo head like rat tat tat
Who want it? Man I ain't afraid to attack, I been the best here, intact..
Undisputed, original dope = yay area crack
Who's gone dispute it? It ain't gone be Mack!
NEXT....
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damn zilla, aint seen you spit in a while. so High Risk High Reward is finally out, where can I get it?
WUT UP HOMIE, IT'S OUT NOW.. YOU CAN ORDER IT AT SERVNU151MUSIC@AOL.COM, TELL EM ZILLA SENT YA.
TRENCH TOWN HUSTLAZ - ENTER THE TREACH (STREET MIX) COMIN SOON, THIS ONE'S MY CLICK'S SHIT, HOTTER THAN AFRICAN VILLAGES RIGHT HERE.. I'LL LET YOU KNOW WASSUP REAL SOON.
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Look at this fruit cake turn screwface...
when i expose thats he's too fake...
den put em in plastic like the tip of a shoelace...
Rods homo rap's too sweet, dey givin me toothache...
you a fraud an liar,wearing wires,no reported priors...
but i stay around chrome like a balla's tyre...
tools of fire,lay waste with tha tre 8,aint shit to me..
or i can bring 2 4-5's like i skipped the three...
you a bitch to me,hit you til ya chest stops beating...
ya area aint shit..u aint heard?..THE WEST AINT EATING!..
imma young don who see's cream,Series 3 Beam..
wood interior with the seats cream...bitch this is street dreams...
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Hot verses Mack!
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That ain't battle raps, where the fuc is the personals?
Keep replying, I'll bust back to the last decimal
Ain't no homo raps, all hetero, you just a damm groupy
The west ain't eating? Then why I got a plate here full of sushi?
It don't make sense like taking mack back to the past tense
but I'll do it anyway to make this ho-less mack tense
Remind him to when he got caught biting but kept writing
They let him come back without fighting.. but lemme make this exciting
Set up a battle cuzz, if you lose, you stop rhyming
You rap the basic, like this, check it, no, just face it, you ain't shit
Embrace 2 get erased quick you lame bitch, you a disgrace kid
Just another dumb cat wit 'numb' raps like you got stabbed wit thumb tacks
Couldn't beat me wit your weak punches if I was a kiddy punch bag
I'm takin my crown back, goddammit I gotta give this place some style
You wack cats ain't worth a dime like 'free' styles, boring like green mile
I'm bringin hectic methods, leave ya confused like neglected stressed kids
Lyrical blades leaving flesh ripped, I'm just rhyming out the ass, let me perfect it..
Mack don't test this, I'm connected like the brain is..
Never quit even if I get my neck slit, that's real shit, relentless
But don't ever forget I said this.. you my friend was never ELITE bitch
Just sucked dick to get in, you know this, M Dogg had his balls on your chin
And that's it, there it is, there it was, the secret, oops
Wanted to be in the group but never got a scoop of the soup
Now you outta the loop, you really can't amount this..
I'm draining all your blood now, draculizing, drinkin it in ounces
Lyrical missles hittin blood vessels as they rip n split you
Ya shit's bull, drippin sick, flippin quick like jujitsu
Takin out your ear 'drums' and make beats with it
Dare to say my shit's wack, you'll be a deceased critic
My gift, I sleep wit it, maybe I'll give you a portion for christmas
Give you a knife to open it, then wet you wit it like a piss test
What is this? Man I'm just mumbling, fuc this nerd, he's crumbling
Who want it next? Lemme take a break before we start the rumbling..
let's go..
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Great verse dat Rod!
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Mack tore that shit up, nice shit 8)
peace.
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some nice back and forth