Quick write up
Posted: Sat May 31, 2008 7:43 pm
http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/some- ... t9167.html
[font=Comic Sans MS]Something real quick cause I saw I was leading in votes, haha. I was gonna take a break...but if I'm nominated for something like that I just can't fall off now can I? haha.
Its barely mid year, a day away from June
Writer of the year prospect gives no room
When lyrics done boom, blastin ya tomb
Yall like livin dead still scrappin fa food
Put deadcees to sleep tha yappin stops soon
Pop goons, when the glock looms, stop boo's
Comin at me, mos wanted MC poster on the news
No crews needed, I am a one man wrecking machine
Deckin ya spleen, reppin to see, but u aint steppin to me
Ima blessin the streets, with lyrics with only a rage light
Cross paths, there'll be more blood than a UFC Cage fight
Stay tight in ya own mind, cause in mine theres no time
No regard for speech, read my lines n ur words like mimes
Speechless, when you see this, no words but I can read lips
Like "How can he sling scrips" so fast with spits that outlast
The vets now n the past, the best get lit quick, body in a cast
And the rest get sick, and pass, like if Abu Dhabi gets gassed
Style is crass, ya rhymes all planned rehearsin like the same recidal
N the Writer Of The Year's gonna keep murkin till I claim my title[/font]
[font=Comic Sans MS]Something real quick cause I saw I was leading in votes, haha. I was gonna take a break...but if I'm nominated for something like that I just can't fall off now can I? haha.
Its barely mid year, a day away from June
Writer of the year prospect gives no room
When lyrics done boom, blastin ya tomb
Yall like livin dead still scrappin fa food
Put deadcees to sleep tha yappin stops soon
Pop goons, when the glock looms, stop boo's
Comin at me, mos wanted MC poster on the news
No crews needed, I am a one man wrecking machine
Deckin ya spleen, reppin to see, but u aint steppin to me
Ima blessin the streets, with lyrics with only a rage light
Cross paths, there'll be more blood than a UFC Cage fight
Stay tight in ya own mind, cause in mine theres no time
No regard for speech, read my lines n ur words like mimes
Speechless, when you see this, no words but I can read lips
Like "How can he sling scrips" so fast with spits that outlast
The vets now n the past, the best get lit quick, body in a cast
And the rest get sick, and pass, like if Abu Dhabi gets gassed
Style is crass, ya rhymes all planned rehearsin like the same recidal
N the Writer Of The Year's gonna keep murkin till I claim my title[/font]