Killin them Multies
Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 2:55 pm
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Vicious Districts
Im to Humble for Thanx I jus Bubble like Grapes, bringin Trouble to Lames, Mr. Fuck You's the Name,
Here to Crumble yuh Frames, witta a-Couple of Flames cuz I never Fumble in Face when I Double my Game,//
Got rid of my Aged Flaws, like punks wit Stained Jaws, witta flow like a Chain Saw, I Hate Talk,
Im in yuh Veins Dawg, leavin yuh Brains Raw when I crop yuh top like I Aim Tall I fight for the Same Cause that Greats Walk,//
Ive Learned to Rap, to take my attitude and Turn it Back into emotion and Burn a Track,
I gotta blood Thirst to Crack, wack mc's that try to Work Attacks on me when their the First to Lack,//
You Crazy Fuck, Lady Luck needs to be on your side to even Face Me Punk, to Make Me Jump,
Your gonna need a Inter-Chang-Ing Pump, but all that tough talk is jus Mainly Bluffs, Baby Stuff,//
I Fight wit Fist, usin my Insight to Twist, Spines and Ribs, Minds and Whit's, so Blind you Slip,
Jus in Time to Get, ripped apart By my Spits, Eyeballs Lift Behind this Gift so swift yuh Spine'll Twitch,//
Im Amazin on Tapes, sick like perverts Rapin on Dates, Hates got me Angered and Raged, like an Ape when its Caged,
So Im usin Paper to Spray, rippin cowards up like Paper Mache, and im not usin Razors or Blades to Slay you ToDay,//
Vicious Districts
Im to Humble for Thanx I jus Bubble like Grapes, bringin Trouble to Lames, Mr. Fuck You's the Name,
Here to Crumble yuh Frames, witta a-Couple of Flames cuz I never Fumble in Face when I Double my Game,//
Got rid of my Aged Flaws, like punks wit Stained Jaws, witta flow like a Chain Saw, I Hate Talk,
Im in yuh Veins Dawg, leavin yuh Brains Raw when I crop yuh top like I Aim Tall I fight for the Same Cause that Greats Walk,//
Ive Learned to Rap, to take my attitude and Turn it Back into emotion and Burn a Track,
I gotta blood Thirst to Crack, wack mc's that try to Work Attacks on me when their the First to Lack,//
You Crazy Fuck, Lady Luck needs to be on your side to even Face Me Punk, to Make Me Jump,
Your gonna need a Inter-Chang-Ing Pump, but all that tough talk is jus Mainly Bluffs, Baby Stuff,//
I Fight wit Fist, usin my Insight to Twist, Spines and Ribs, Minds and Whit's, so Blind you Slip,
Jus in Time to Get, ripped apart By my Spits, Eyeballs Lift Behind this Gift so swift yuh Spine'll Twitch,//
Im Amazin on Tapes, sick like perverts Rapin on Dates, Hates got me Angered and Raged, like an Ape when its Caged,
So Im usin Paper to Spray, rippin cowards up like Paper Mache, and im not usin Razors or Blades to Slay you ToDay,//