ithiel;283557 said:
fuck that nigga, I dont gotta get any1s attention. Im dropping CRACK on this thread.
Nigga I aint gotta read your verse, ill never be impressed
Until you show me money nigga, ima treat you like the rest
Yes, you better bet, I’m cheddar stretched
Lettuce stash box, I’m living on whatevers left
yo, sit back and shited right in the foreign cars
Drop top, topless like mardi gras
Don P, don I be, nigga I party hard
Cash flow, mass flow, just like my credit card
So who you think is this nice?
whos tec aim precise?
Nigga use your head I just let you know twice
Dawg I got the 80’s delight, live a veterans life
The rookies hate and the veterans like
Scrap, I’m 2 digits ahead of you, twice
and forget rap, school the only time you could ever write
Right? Yo man nuff said nigga.
Holla at me man
Nice, you been workin your pimpin. Your rhymes are gettin' better. But, unfortunately, with out me your shit would still be wack...STRAIGHT UP AND DOWN! Keep up playa but be sure to recognize!
You talk about digits like math is real
Money aint a thing when you break that seal
Seven ways to death when you make that deal
Protect your neck with that chromium steel
45's, 22's, three fifty sevens
This is the math that will keep you in heaven
Forget that paper that shit only burn
Son of the morning, when will you learn?
It's a deadly mixture of truth and sin
Like Yin and Yang your an identical twin
Where do we begin? At the now or the then?
I'll keep you in my grasps like an Opium den
Get you strung out and tangled up
Like drinking blood at church from a paper cup
When did trees mean more than these
not trees like marijuana but the branches and leaves
The shit we call money, aint a damn thing funny
Well do anything for the taste of that honey.
Satan lives in our wicked ways
Countin' down time till the end of days
You drop a little paper, throw it up in the sky
Fuck this drive for darkness, fuck livin' the lie
guardian of the pleas, king of the crown
Leavin morals out without a sound
Were here for life B, like we heard from Nas
Keep the beat bangin, a rebel without a cause
In the studio:
808's boomin' to keep you in check
909 snare breakin' your neck
Beats so hard from my MPC
Thats when it's time to plant that tree