Tryin some word play
Posted: Sun May 23, 2010 7:16 am
Im ill wit it fillin prescriptions like kavorkian
I murked many men..my hoods hurses a minivan/
Gimmie dat, i work big your worth is a penny man
I hurt kids, if they really wack then give em a hand
Powder n slap, dont call me dad im urmommas pimp
Go hard n make yall limp.. scared ta follow a spit
From a nigga thats fit, them 4 hour vigras Aint shit
Reflectins over-wit im comfy with my image
Experienced some slippege ...runnin over bitches
I boil shit and aim at cha face like an inmate
My minds states unstable, Aftermath of quakes
Im able ta shake ya fables, Exopse tales dats fake/
then aim at they brims ta twist fitteds with spits
hittin by-standards n kids like gang violence/
This the life i live, no acting but u mimin...
Manakin Fashions, like old navys sales tactiks/
I recycle old shit then throw it in trash bins
Da audience clappin when i close lids on has beens/
Pussys with untouched hymens im thrashin
Im saddened that im surrounded by virgins/
Cuz my styles insertin the wording thats hurtin
Shut ya sight of the light the curtains im closin/
fuck what u like.. this feed is all forced kid
Im buck wild leave this site full of horse shit/
Trample the poor like the return of the romans
Take all u own quick like the ceasers palace/
Im after this cash wit da plan of dead presidents
A chick maganet ...all over asses like desitin
I "pine" sol-ve dudes clean hits I "box" a bitch
Insert in a ditch N get obituary priviliges/
I murked many men..my hoods hurses a minivan/
Gimmie dat, i work big your worth is a penny man
I hurt kids, if they really wack then give em a hand
Powder n slap, dont call me dad im urmommas pimp
Go hard n make yall limp.. scared ta follow a spit
From a nigga thats fit, them 4 hour vigras Aint shit
Reflectins over-wit im comfy with my image
Experienced some slippege ...runnin over bitches
I boil shit and aim at cha face like an inmate
My minds states unstable, Aftermath of quakes
Im able ta shake ya fables, Exopse tales dats fake/
then aim at they brims ta twist fitteds with spits
hittin by-standards n kids like gang violence/
This the life i live, no acting but u mimin...
Manakin Fashions, like old navys sales tactiks/
I recycle old shit then throw it in trash bins
Da audience clappin when i close lids on has beens/
Pussys with untouched hymens im thrashin
Im saddened that im surrounded by virgins/
Cuz my styles insertin the wording thats hurtin
Shut ya sight of the light the curtains im closin/
fuck what u like.. this feed is all forced kid
Im buck wild leave this site full of horse shit/
Trample the poor like the return of the romans
Take all u own quick like the ceasers palace/
Im after this cash wit da plan of dead presidents
A chick maganet ...all over asses like desitin
I "pine" sol-ve dudes clean hits I "box" a bitch
Insert in a ditch N get obituary priviliges/