soul23 by Sick Soul TBM |
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Feelin ya stuff as UsUaL..Fam...Bang On!..Peace..DLO
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great job rite here
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If its THE lyrics that i'm breathing, than it's battles I'm achieving, by keep in you grieving only seeing that it's skills u fuckers needing! Stop in you fags, with more bars than Alcatraz. im Give in beats beat downs, my raps be act in bad, give in tragedy to emcees who bite the hand of me, i'm DA man who feeds them lines like the son of Sam, murder in rap I adapt to like a killing spree, i'm killing every lyric, every rap, with every fucken line, feel in so fresh, i'm the best smell-in so divine, i'm lyrically a mass murdering emcee, spit in shit for you bitches never heard, couldn't see or ever read, vocals vaporize rappers lyrics be killing you verbally, im on point with bars, blazing rap, like bon fires, my dialects so correct, i cash checks, break necks while you retire, every razor sharp word thirst for blood now ya know,im desert storm dust off ya dog tags im bout to blow, never trust in ya busters who smelling like a hoe, im yell in yoooo command in rap like ya GI-Joe!, a General, smooth criminal every-time i flow, im like ex-lax in ya ass i'll make ya go, others rap-pin soft as feathers are they for real tho, full of the bullshit so i fluff them like some pillows, im get in ill spit in flames my game is so inferno,
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you out did yourself on this one! wow!
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great what
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Undone beat but bang you head to this
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