Itch 1 ..
Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 4:40 pm
Your Inner Moron's Will Slowly Kill
Cause Your Senseless Fags & Nosy still!
Oh B Rill, My Weight is Beyond a Diggie
That's Joey's Dill,My Dick Flow'll Give
a Goose Bumpz Like "You Owe Me Chillz??"
Half You Cat's Only Fill Need To Enjoy
Plastic Surgeons Hands..Phony Skills..
I'm No Poser As i Grow Older i Realize
a Cold Soldier Will Get The Cold Shoulder
My Skills Don't get Wreck Ignition Like a
Key less Bold Dozer,So i'm Sold Sober,they
Don't Buy Me High Thinking They Get By Me
Try To Paint That Picture i'ma Rochead
Who Wnt BREAK! i Maintain 'Crack Fixtures..
They Say Talk With The Devil U Walk With The
Rebel's,Run From Nuthin N Bury Chalk With The
Pebbles,Competition's Budds N i Blow Um Away
Till The 'Coughin is Settled, Six Feet Deep..
Don't Need Ammo But When it Comes 2 Rounds all
i Need is Three Niggaz Like Six Feet Creep ..
I Pitch Heat Streaks Like a Athletic Titan,
a Verse Is a Ring N Theres Hectic Fighting
i've Gone Thru "Champs" I Won't Walk In They
Shoes I'm At The 'Finish Line' Vets Feeling
Awkward With BOO'S!! i'm The Teacher Spittin
Ether Anyone Can Intercept A Lesson, Start
Testing,I'm The Server you just Got Internet
Connection,i'm Not Inta Death's Deception
a Loss Of Beat is Not My End i've Went In
Acapella in Various Parking Lots My Friend..
I Just Load, Unload Then Switch Gun's,Pitch Ton's
Of Hazard Into a Bitch Lungs, i'm Far From Backpack
Tryna Avoid My Flashbacks This is just Itch One ..
Cause Your Senseless Fags & Nosy still!
Oh B Rill, My Weight is Beyond a Diggie
That's Joey's Dill,My Dick Flow'll Give
a Goose Bumpz Like "You Owe Me Chillz??"
Half You Cat's Only Fill Need To Enjoy
Plastic Surgeons Hands..Phony Skills..
I'm No Poser As i Grow Older i Realize
a Cold Soldier Will Get The Cold Shoulder
My Skills Don't get Wreck Ignition Like a
Key less Bold Dozer,So i'm Sold Sober,they
Don't Buy Me High Thinking They Get By Me
Try To Paint That Picture i'ma Rochead
Who Wnt BREAK! i Maintain 'Crack Fixtures..
They Say Talk With The Devil U Walk With The
Rebel's,Run From Nuthin N Bury Chalk With The
Pebbles,Competition's Budds N i Blow Um Away
Till The 'Coughin is Settled, Six Feet Deep..
Don't Need Ammo But When it Comes 2 Rounds all
i Need is Three Niggaz Like Six Feet Creep ..
I Pitch Heat Streaks Like a Athletic Titan,
a Verse Is a Ring N Theres Hectic Fighting
i've Gone Thru "Champs" I Won't Walk In They
Shoes I'm At The 'Finish Line' Vets Feeling
Awkward With BOO'S!! i'm The Teacher Spittin
Ether Anyone Can Intercept A Lesson, Start
Testing,I'm The Server you just Got Internet
Connection,i'm Not Inta Death's Deception
a Loss Of Beat is Not My End i've Went In
Acapella in Various Parking Lots My Friend..
I Just Load, Unload Then Switch Gun's,Pitch Ton's
Of Hazard Into a Bitch Lungs, i'm Far From Backpack
Tryna Avoid My Flashbacks This is just Itch One ..