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Ignyte

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new keystyle
« on: April 05, 2003, 09:13:55 PM »
Im tryna make a living while your tryna make a meal
Your life is just a fantasy but my life is just too real
Im living out the lunch box coz BG's dont wanna kill
Why live the life of guilt when theres just a minute thrill
You want me to take a step up you know im tryna find my way
But yo im like those crabs, im only walking sideways
Saving up for blades but too busy living one day
But when i get my ride theres no limit on the highway
Dont wanna brag, but my shit is straight up boo-ya
Others no they def, but dont really let them fool ya
Def no matter what they just drawin' "nigga hoo-ha!" (1)
Not the attention seeker, but they always be like "w'sup ja" (2)
Im always G'd up, and they know that im furilla
Try to break the ice and i mash out like a guerilla
Girls like dem bad boyz, coz they usually just too whiny
This girl had no bust, and the waistline was tinker tiny
Try to get the tune in, but the bitch just walks right by me
They want men to say "bring it" and the other to say "try me"
But fuck that they know that its not the way im mangling
They talk like Michael Jackson while my bozacks are just dangling
Try to find testosterone by the way their voice be strangling
Find the realisation that there isnt a use in trying
Try and make a cave boy flinch but hes already crying
Chicken head mutherfucker must of thought about dieing
No lying, im standing there like what the fuck to do now
"He aint worth it" thats what shes saying to me and my crew now
She tried to start some beef but the bitch just never knew how
My bro says "she never learn, she just another one of those cows"

(1) Drawin' - Philly slang meaning that one is drawing attention to himself.
(2) Ja - its a slang in my town usually meaning like wassup friend or homie.
« Last Edit: April 05, 2003, 09:29:31 PM by Ignyte »
Coz you see at the age of birth, we was contaminated with the caucasions curse/
I dont know what came first, the pententiary or the purse/
But I aint into that crap, I'd rather lay back and start working on my raps/
While you niggas stay strapped, with a hoe on your lap, with a dirty puss and crack/
While I stay intact with my people, and carry the mic which is lethal/