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Crimson-The-Eternal-Chaos
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 Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2011 9:39 pm
Gotta get this deal,
man the beat's gotta be tight
no no no ***** somethings not right.
Got my pad and my pen
jotting down my verses
cross em out as I write.
People asking you where's Lamount?
Dude he's been up in his room all night
Trying to perfect his beat
Like I'm on Vaca
when I come down I'ma bring the heat.
With the sound that'll bring
lesser men to my feet.
and them bitches to their knees
Time to Spark up my trees
and set my mind into perpetual motion
hard like silence of the lambs
"it rubs that lotion, on its skin."
Stupid verse x it out as I grin.
I'm so damn high now,
bruh where do i begin?
Next Topic: Being so high, you forget how to do s**t.
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 11:07 am
When do I begin?
I keep it blunt and some hen.
With a 5th of the vodka
and some oxy and gin
With a 5th of the vodka
I won't say it again (lol)
I'm with a 5th and a vodka
rolled an 8th with my friends
Hid a nick from the pigs
But no mids in my s**t
The rate I'm dodging these cop
ill be shitting out bricks
aaaaaand
You can say my a** is high off this downer
slumped and got me the munchies
bk right 'round the ******** ...mikki D's
hit a nick with my quarter pounder
Next Topic: Fast food
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