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Post by Kevin Knight on Oct 10, 2003 17:05:16 GMT -5
Just a for tha hell of it
We role in with our crew tap tha ass of ya boo/ Who knew she'd be mine 4 life almost became my wife/ That was a knife ta ya chest shoulda wear a vest so rest-n-peace/ Here tha beef oh Shit ya women just queefted best belief/ Relief from my poundin with her soundin heard from all surrounding/ World full of grief had ta live my life as a thief so with no place ta run/ Livin under tha gun to much ta lose so it win or chose leave ya with a big ass booze/ Fusion as if I was a sayian super ta tha highest not ta be bye-ist give ya ass sir-rye-asst/
Two shots ya down you tried ta brake my crown then you found ya ass in hell/ As I be rappin ta who told tha bells makin sales off tha haters who be playa hatin/ Don’t be fakin just be statin about tha placin witch ya ass be tha ditch/ Acting tha Bitch cause ya played tha snitch witch even ya baby mamma played ya ass/ Lookin for tha pass as I be smackin her ass smashed your hopes in dreams as she creams/ This be tha schemes its just part of tha themes of true crimes with thug rimes with thug chimes/
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