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Tuesday, September 11, 2007, 15:54
mixtape vol.1
Dreamz of the Unborn Coming December 1st,2007
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[From my album "Dreamz of the Unborn"]
[Coming December 1st, 2007- t.dot/ny exclusive ]
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im comin straight out dat hood, 50 years ben established
listen up,
u can look for these lyrics in gods book but they aint neva been written
ive made it my mission, with satans permission, to slit this shit until i am caught for possesion, and charges of supplying, subliminal rhyming, industrial lying, charges denying, back out in the street!
back to terrarise you pussy with lyrical combat,
my shit leave u crippled... there aint no come-back,
the public listen to my shit, djs sayin why aint they hung that??
you know im the shit,
use a bitch fake gangsta i bet u cant even load a clip,
cock 1-2 cock 1-2 bang pussy thats u!
Mind written lyrics come straight in your direction breaking through walls, under ground bomb doors, and any other selection of protection.
Your play-school written lyrics have difficulty opening blocked doors like 2 foot tall midgets, performing circus trick tower erections.
Im in a state of perfection on my arrival, emcees spread the ground like confetti at wedding receptions/.
My lyrics enclose a collection of infections, that get passed on like diseases caught off re-used injections.
I make your perceptions twisted, like you been convicted, slitting your wrists hearing cries from your cell every night your addicted.
Lack of sleep leaves your eyes puffed up like a server case of conjunctivitis, but black surrounds it, specialists saying "they aint seen nothing like this".
My brightness got you thinking when your going to be dismissed, you got the feeling in your bones "saying why I exist".
As I persist in my libretto like a shark attack blood surrounds the area as limbs get detached
u need to think thrrew,
who ur steppin too.
ur sittin there all dazed and confused,
i'm spittin this then spiitten that
kill a b!!tch then take u back hit u with a crazy smack ,
knock you through a pain of glass.
u'll get scars get some stripes,
u be livin a tigers life.
u be the king, all ur diamond rings,
watch me rap this shit dont need to sing
then u get put down like kennedy and lincoln. a new king appears thats wut i be thinkin,
i be risin higher as ur battle ship be sinkin.
u best rethink this was no mismatch,
yur massacred with more than a scratch..........
