Thursday, September 23, 2010

New shit 20100917

I'm off the hook
Bet I can make em look 
Even if I look once y'all looked twice
How are we equals
When you half ass and I'm twice as nice
I defy logic 
I'm so hot but every flow is cold is ice
How bold am I
When I spy
A red bone chick with mighty fine thighs 
And pretty brown eyes
But I'll cut you off quicker than a samurai cuts (blinks or closes) his eyes 
Whoa
Uh 
My chain hang orangutan
Yeah I bang but I don't really bang the same
It's hard times hard times
But ive had harder days
I grew up when mom had bills she cuz hardly pay
Chops and rice was damn near everyday
I made out and I moved far away
Problem is I can't be too far away
Hip hop is my escape 
And I wish escape had I holiday
I still listen to sheek kiss and holiday
And the old jay
I still bump to big and tupac
Bad boy
Can't stop won't stop 
My first album ima call indoc
Can I get my props
My lyricist prowess is something like a fox
I'll rock ya snot box
And take ya face off
Like a bear claw
My flow's concentrated
You More like a smirnof
You the dust on my shoulder
Ain't even gonna deal with you I'll David brush you pff

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