Author Topic: ALL Y'ALL PEEP DIS SHIT (Read 139 times)

Mystic_Imperial · « **on:** March 12, 2002, 02:43:12 PM »

ay yo!!!

Make you feel pride,
wonderin' how dat bullet felt inside,
when it entered yo stom-ach,
your rhymez juss disturb the public,
lyrics so tragic make you shed a tear,
run yo wife, yo career, an' yo fame in less dan 1 year,
switch dis into 5th' gear,
R.I.P,
spittin rhymes so fast,
like punches from Bruce Lee,
I'm strait thugg,
carryin da G.A.T,
Im your doc,
leave you in need of medicin,
vidamin c,
tax' yo mon-ee,
like da government,
make you unable to afford a colour t.v,
shit,
have you eva' seen a person screamin'
fo' their lives,
I have, you be styll dreamin'
wake up,
your in da real life,
fukk yo lil' gurlfriendz,
get a wife,
theres a difference between me N' you,
your rhymes are fake n' mine are true,
what can I say,
Hold' up, What can you do?
squeeze da trigga' n leave yo' body black N' Blue,
reppin' Wes' Hill,
addressed to kill',
ain't stoppin'
till I see ma face on da Canadian bill,
not feelin' any regret,
shit, in a few,
be the one to create a Mary Jane cigar-ette,
On this turf im known by' Ace,
Not likely to join wit God,
like puffy's sidekick,
Mase,
Im endin dis while im spittin' flames,
I'm serious,
ain't playin' no games,
end dis'
holla'