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This is somethin I came up with 2 nights ago. Tell me if you feelin it or not.



This ya boy SWB spittin on 95
Constantly stayin true to my grind
Nothin' on my mind but my time to shine
And my time to rhyme
My raps are a one of a kind

You lookin at lyrics from the true king of the south
Words and lyrics constantly spittin' outta my mouth
Me without rap is like crops during a drought
All the girls in H-Town
Diggin my sound
Even wantin' to kick it at my house and chill to some Bobby Brown
I pimp out that 95 southbound
Got hoes runnin like greyhounds
Cuz ***** we dont play round
Erryone know I'm the king i'm just uncrowned

I don't even listen to Bun B. I came up with that off the top of my head. But if you say so...

***** I'm from tha dirty dirty. We listen to MC Magic, SPM, and all that s**t. We ain't listenin' to all them posers. You from Texas? Houston? SSCC?

I wanted ta free/key freak this flow
HAHA! let's go.....

Gee ain't da only that can spit off top of da HEAD!!!!!
I free keyed in this s**t before I wen't ta BED!!!!!!
Been up all night cause niggas wanted me dead
But I got da drop on da sidekick so I fliped wit da clip and chrome instead
I said rappers freeflow and I ain't drop one yet Ta rep da set
And wit all da fake ******** tryna disrespect I gotta bring somethin ta they neck
YEP so lets get ta what I do best puttin heads ta rest
Off da streagth of da smiff & wess I address Whack rappers
key tappers young scrappers and so called gun clappers
All actors lookin in da mirriors at themselves backwards
Non packers I went through it I ain't new ta this
Meditated like a buddhist now I flow so foolish
Recruitest spit ludacris loonest da soonest so nice I gotta jump back and catch myself catch da wealth
HEY!! Bop around my way tryna see how much dough I can stack in a day
AYE! My life ain't no play start actin niggas get da clappin
Thinkin I'm just rappin tappin you will be in da wrappin
Captin askin what happen while I'm laughin and dashin like Warren Sappin
Blowin in da wind ya whole life is pretend and mines is a sin
bout ta begin again my friend END!!!!

DAMN! Man ya'll pushed my s**t back ova this bullshit whynin when it don't matter cause his s**t was straight trash

Let me get my free s**t off real quick....

I'm like a painted picture by Pacaso malato hablo
Ceetho es pen quito can't go wrong wit me yo HAHA!
Shalah pa pa ******** wit "Ta Ta" stay fresh Sean John "Da Da"
Laced bouncin threw knockin bass jakes in my face so I'm dropin base
No court case back in my place back to da usuall
Murderer's do hustler's and scrambler manuver too movin two
Same procedure first meet her than I'm gone freak her
Leave her don't need her had more chicks between my sheets than "Don Diva"
Grab my heater than I'm back out da door fif and da four
Spittin galore leavin em sore given em raw till niggas ain't riffin no more
Jump on da bus like I'm goin tour then I hop off pop off
Layin niggas out in front ov da corner store
And this just a freestyle from da mind of a BX kid raised in a BX crib
Off what pops did and was taught you gotta get it how you live that's it.......Dynasty

Uh uh ga ga yeah nothin but da free's

Yo I get da urdge holdin a clip c**k back let it click then I flip
On some Jet Li s**t Wesley script holla "YOU AIN'T s**t"
Then I pop on a tic lunatic I fill my s**t ta da tip and let it rip
Again on niggas tryna stick me for my grips hear me friend
Move and that's it tool off my hip fool watch ya lips
You see this s**t I'll leave you sleep in a pool where you sit
Use ya scence common things would tell I ain't da one ta be ******** wit
Ahhhh what da ******** I let it spit can't give niggas a break
Make that mistake they'll decide ya fate all for da cake
So just for sake I keep da fif off da safe and one left ta escape
Gotta protect my plate from snakes, fakes and jakes
Niggas that wanna make me prop state cause I cop weight
But till my death I keep a life on da narrow and straight
Send a arrow wit a letter ta da jake it states
you won't catch me out on a step so don't hold ya breath while you wait. Dynasty "1"

Another free for da flow let's go....

Ga ga yeah YO!
Lyrical gymnastics causin automatic static like crack addictics
On craftmatics back at it graphic wit mathmatics
Tactics HAHA yeah I packs it folds then stacks it
Attacks it, tax it spat it and have niggas flippin more than acrobatics
I don't get mad at any whack a** man on demand like mag rack
You can bust back snatch at I will catch that and ya chick I will bag that
Flows mad phat ready ta bust at a cat phitted cap
We will not scrap I ain't got time for da play today
Drama where I stay like da DJ they send shots where you lay
I convey and parley around da way tryna see 100K so ya crew I slay
HEY! How many niggas gonna get bodied in one day
For ******** wit JAY this we will see lyricaly da apitamy
I pitty thee that try ta get wit me rid of me da imagery
Just another victory I play a fake rapper out like a chime
At da drop of a bass line run a rhyme I'm Big Daddy Kane in his prime
Da BX kid wit da poet mind ta of course cross out and toss
Any fake boss wit da force no remorse so get lost
Or I'll be forced ta break bones wit poems fearin none little ta known
Hold my own in da danger zone wit da black two tone chrome
Alone bout ta bring Bronx back one of da illest ta ******** CRACK!!!!(Fat Joe) he's whack puttin out nothin but crap
Just da facts I rather carry Big Pun on my back...."1" Dynasty