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Lucky Lucifer Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 11:15 am
Zo Mo Twenty years could pass and niggas still remember me Fresh till death, I'll remain in your memory At the same time immortal, no undertaker's gonna bury me Talented, with the lyrical excel from other individuals 1 in a million, totally and completly original A demonic blur racing right past your optical Forgetting me's impossible, besting me's not probable Can't slow me down i'm racing past with no obstacles Cos I've broken all roadblocks, straight unstopabble
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 2:14 pm
Quote: Cos I've broken all roadblocks, straight unstopabble Sportin all kinds a gear, niggas said it wasn't rockable Blastin on all niggas when they said my gun wasn't cockable Yall be sayin all kinds of s**t but know its all kinds of bull Stupid asses need to stop and think Keep ******** wit me and you'll end up exstinct Shotgun make you back flip before you could wink Put fifty bulets in yo brain so you best not blink
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 1:38 pm
Zo Mo Quote: Cos I've broken all roadblocks, straight unstopabble Sportin all kinds a gear, niggas said it wasn't rockable Blastin on all niggas when they said my gun wasn't cockable Yall be sayin all kinds of s**t but know its all kinds of bull Stupid asses need to stop and think Keep ******** wit me and you'll end up exstinct Shotgun make you back flip before you could wink Put fifty bulets in yo brain so you best not blink Best not think to cross me when I get that hype Change it to a Scary Movie when I get that knife Past choker necklace... it's that tight Years from now you'll look and ask... "Yo is that life?" Then devil would say something like, "Your a** in mine" Ironic. Your screwed like Texas watch the demon dine Dine there... Haha.. I told you bout tryna be cool tho You will soon know ya might as well have been a culo
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 7:36 pm
C Teezy Best not think to cross me when I get that hype Change it to a Scary Movie when I get that knife Past choker necklace... it's that tight Years from now you'll look and ask... "Yo is that life?" Then devil would say something like, "Your a** in mine" Ironic. Your screwed like Texas watch the demon dine Dine there... Haha.. I told you bout tryna be cool tho You will soon know ya might as well have been a culo s**t I aint never been a fool tho' But my Tool stacks the real dough And I smoke that green that leaves you real slow And my d**k ******** them Trill hoes And Im all ready gone so I cant really go The words sliiiddde like an incredible flow My head is hot, Ima bout to blow I dont just make it rain, I make it snow
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 7:49 pm
OutlawShadow C Teezy Best not think to cross me when I get that hype Change it to a Scary Movie when I get that knife Past choker necklace... it's that tight Years from now you'll look and ask... "Yo is that life?" Then devil would say something like, "Your a** in mine" Ironic. Your screwed like Texas watch the demon dine Dine there... Haha.. I told you bout tryna be cool tho You will soon know ya might as well have been a culo s**t I aint never been a fool tho' But my Tool stacks the real dough And I smoke that green that leaves you real slow And my d**k ******** them Trill hoes And Im all ready gone so I cant really go The words sliiiddde like an incredible flow My head is hot, Ima bout to blow I dont just make it rain, I make it snow guess who's bizack!
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 7:51 pm
C Teezy OutlawShadow C Teezy Best not think to cross me when I get that hype Change it to a Scary Movie when I get that knife Past choker necklace... it's that tight Years from now you'll look and ask... "Yo is that life?" Then devil would say something like, "Your a** in mine" Ironic. Your screwed like Texas watch the demon dine Dine there... Haha.. I told you bout tryna be cool tho You will soon know ya might as well have been a culo s**t I aint never been a fool tho' But my Tool stacks the real dough And I smoke that green that leaves you real slow And my d**k ******** them Trill hoes And Im all ready gone so I cant really go The words sliiiddde like an incredible flow My head is hot, Ima bout to blow I dont just make it rain, I make it snow guess who's bizack! yo my negro im back just to flow and i aint lia', cuz i ******** hate gaia (((rhyme off I dont just make it rain, I make it snow)))))
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 1:04 pm
OutlawShadow I dont just make it rain, I make it snow All I need is a vibe and a sick a** flow To let my damn emotions go, let it grow Just to let you know This volcano is about to blow Im not for show, I still say ******** the po po Their somthin that they just dont know Im the ill without the sickness lightining, the unbelivable quickness Not even chamelons can mimic this Im at the peek of my prime theirs no hight I cant climb But only real niggas can reach the mentle high of my rhyme And I wont stop till the end of time
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 6:25 pm
Zo Mo OutlawShadow I dont just make it rain, I make it snow All I need is a vibe and a sick a** flow To let my damn emotions go, let it grow Just to let you know This volcano is about to blow Im not for show, I still say ******** the po po Their somthin that they just dont know Im the ill without the sickness lightining, the unbelivable quickness Not even chamelons can mimic this Im at the peek of my prime theirs no hight I cant climb But only real niggas can reach the mentle high of my rhyme And I wont stop till the end of time Kid why dont you cut up n do a line, Go out, shoot and do a crime, Cuz you know you aint real, and you know we dont play, Dont respect your bullshit, get that s**t out tha way, Come round some real nigas, get yo wig split, Have you off some laced weed havin a hissy fit, Best not even attempt to be us cuz, When we bust them gats we aint stoppin, Aint stoppin till yo a** is d-d-ddroppin, Blood all ova the ground your flags hangin out ya pocket, The cops doin their report on da sidelines like, "He shoulda just dropped it."
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 4:26 pm
Ace[of]SpadeS Zo Mo OutlawShadow I dont just make it rain, I make it snow All I need is a vibe and a sick a** flow To let my damn emotions go, let it grow Just to let you know This volcano is about to blow Im not for show, I still say ******** the po po Their somthin that they just dont know Im the ill without the sickness lightining, the unbelivable quickness Not even chamelons can mimic this Im at the peek of my prime theirs no hight I cant climb But only real niggas can reach the mentle high of my rhyme And I wont stop till the end of time Kid why dont you cut up n do a line, Go out, shoot and do a crime, Cuz you know you aint real, and you know we dont play, Dont respect your bullshit, get that s**t out tha way, Come round some real nigas, get yo wig split, Have you off some laced weed havin a hissy fit, Best not even attempt to be us cuz, When we bust them gats we aint stoppin, Aint stoppin till yo a** is d-d-ddroppin, Blood all ova the ground your flags hangin out ya pocket, The cops doin their report on da sidelines like, "He shoulda just dropped it."
Heavier sentences than whas on top of a konvict
Yezzir it's the return of the boys in blue,lyrically poisin you
Breakin barriers when I spit splittin noise in two
Been out for some s**t, mostly Teezy's fault
Told myself to "Just chill, take it easy, walk"
But returned re-loaded guns is verbally firing
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 8:35 pm
wahmbulance Oh no you hear that man? Sounds like somebodies dyin wahmbulance
Well let me give you a tip
Its them bois in blue dawg and i aint talkin bout crips
Im talkin bout the police, under covers, and swat teams wit heat
They think they can do sum1 favor and keep me out the street
Aint nobody gonna catch me cuz im too quikz
You prolly catch an asthema attack chasin me wit those sticks
"You've got the right to remain silent"
Oh but you dont really what me to
You want me to snitch on my homies n i know what you'll do
Actin all hard round yo police buddies
Eatin jelly donuts and some yummies
And when I put this clip in the FN ohh you about to be end'
Just a matter of time homie you about to see them
Guess whos waitin fo ya at tim hortons mofuka
Dats rite me n my crew we bust back on a sucka
Oink oink piggie piggie tryin ta rhyme
He lookin flossy in his blue suit and nine
As soon as he fronts we gona show em how its done
Kill that motha ******** with his own fukin gun
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 9:14 am
Kill that motha ******** with his own fukin gun
Didnt even pull it and you started to run
This made kickin your a** a little more fun
You aint a G so stop acktin like one
I hate niggas like you, fake as hell
Playin pretend but you aint doin so well
Cuz you talked s**t for the last time
Your gunna get go at the end of this rhyme
When everyone is gone its gunna be you and me
one on one and yo a** will see
Im the strongest out of the two of us B
Its your destiny to fall to me
An a** whoopin is what you need desperately
And in the end I hope you can remember me
But when I get through you aint gunna have no memory
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 1:49 pm
Zo Mo Kill that motha ******** with his own fukin gun Didnt even pull it and you started to run This made kickin your a** a little more fun You aint a G so stop acktin like one I hate niggas like you, fake as hell Playin pretend but you aint doin so well Cuz you talked s**t for the last time Your gunna get go at the end of this rhyme When everyone is gone its gunna be you and me one on one and yo a** will see Im the strongest out of the two of us B Its your destiny to fall to me An a** whoopin is what you need desperately And in the end I hope you can remember me But when I get through you aint gunna have no memory Ain't gon have no memory like you was ******** up off henessy Spit this Ill s**t endlessy never run outta energy My rhymes I send-in-threes, sometimes It's more than triple And if you ******** with me? leave you blind, on the floor,and cripple Look, this more than simple, I just state that I'm the greatest With a mind this creative, I had to break my hiatus Came back an pissed off the hatas, Jus did it for fun Flow's ridiculous son, Coughed up 4 bars,I jus spit em then run
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2007 10:01 pm
SilverSpyder Zo Mo Kill that motha ******** with his own fukin gun Didnt even pull it and you started to run This made kickin your a** a little more fun You aint a G so stop acktin like one I hate niggas like you, fake as hell Playin pretend but you aint doin so well Cuz you talked s**t for the last time Your gunna get go at the end of this rhyme When everyone is gone its gunna be you and me one on one and yo a** will see Im the strongest out of the two of us B Its your destiny to fall to me An a** whoopin is what you need desperately And in the end I hope you can remember me But when I get through you aint gunna have no memory Ain't gon have no memory like you was ******** up off henessy Spit this Ill s**t endlessy never run outta energy My rhymes I send-in-threes, sometimes It's more than triple And if you ******** with me? leave you blind, on the floor,and cripple Look, this more than simple, I just state that I'm the greatest With a mind this creative, I had to break my hiatus Came back an pissed off the hatas, Jus did it for fun Flow's ridiculous son, Coughed up 4 bars,I jus spit em then run Symptons of stun are showing on the many battlers That went from laundry washers to nothing but dry rattlers High babblers.. It's me.. your finest hour... Stealing limelight broadcasting from pious towers Your highness powers through the hole like Lewis Niggas try an ether and I ******** they soul like Judas I'm the bluest no depression or suicide I de cypher, if you are it humors to see how you'll reply
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 1:04 pm
C Teezy SilverSpyder Zo Mo Kill that motha ******** with his own fukin gun Didnt even pull it and you started to run This made kickin your a** a little more fun You aint a G so stop acktin like one I hate niggas like you, fake as hell Playin pretend but you aint doin so well Cuz you talked s**t for the last time Your gunna get go at the end of this rhyme When everyone is gone its gunna be you and me one on one and yo a** will see Im the strongest out of the two of us B Its your destiny to fall to me An a** whoopin is what you need desperately And in the end I hope you can remember me But when I get through you aint gunna have no memory Ain't gon have no memory like you was ******** up off henessy Spit this Ill s**t endlessy never run outta energy My rhymes I send-in-threes, sometimes It's more than triple And if you ******** with me? leave you blind, on the floor,and cripple Look, this more than simple, I just state that I'm the greatest With a mind this creative, I had to break my hiatus Came back an pissed off the hatas, Jus did it for fun Flow's ridiculous son, Coughed up 4 bars,I jus spit em then run Symptons of stun are showing on the many battlers That went from laundry washers to nothing but dry rattlers High babblers.. It's me.. your finest hour... Stealing limelight broadcasting from pious towers Your highness powers through the hole like Lewis Niggas try an ether and I ******** they soul like Judas I'm the bluest no depression or suicide I de cypher, if you are it humors to see how you'll reply s**t, givin me an ultimatum, basically it's do-or-die But whenever i spit my ether, somebody'll lose-a-live Goin biblical and have em cru-ci-fied, condition: critital life support'll be digital screamin "danger!" like mystikal I know, this s**t is rough, cause normally, I seem patient Yet when rappers get me enraged, I give em living cremations Have em scream for death, beggin and pleadin my name And when they finally get their wish, they'll be greeted with flames ((Man...This is kinda ******** up.. rofl ))
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 10:38 pm
SilverSpyder C Teezy SilverSpyder Zo Mo Kill that motha ******** with his own fukin gun Didnt even pull it and you started to run This made kickin your a** a little more fun You aint a G so stop acktin like one I hate niggas like you, fake as hell Playin pretend but you aint doin so well Cuz you talked s**t for the last time Your gunna get go at the end of this rhyme When everyone is gone its gunna be you and me one on one and yo a** will see Im the strongest out of the two of us B Its your destiny to fall to me An a** whoopin is what you need desperately And in the end I hope you can remember me But when I get through you aint gunna have no memory Ain't gon have no memory like you was ******** up off henessy Spit this Ill s**t endlessy never run outta energy My rhymes I send-in-threes, sometimes It's more than triple And if you ******** with me? leave you blind, on the floor,and cripple Look, this more than simple, I just state that I'm the greatest With a mind this creative, I had to break my hiatus Came back an pissed off the hatas, Jus did it for fun Flow's ridiculous son, Coughed up 4 bars,I jus spit em then run Symptons of stun are showing on the many battlers That went from laundry washers to nothing but dry rattlers High babblers.. It's me.. your finest hour... Stealing limelight broadcasting from pious towers Your highness powers through the hole like Lewis Niggas try an ether and I ******** they soul like Judas I'm the bluest no depression or suicide I de cypher, if you are it humors to see how you'll reply s**t, givin me an ultimatum, basically it's do-or-die But whenever i spit my ether, somebody'll lose-a-live Goin biblical and have em cru-ci-fied, condition: critital life support'll be digital screamin "danger!" like mystikal I know, this s**t is rough, cause normally, I seem patient Yet when rappers get me enraged, I give em living cremations Have em scream for death, beggin and pleadin my name And when they finally get their wish, they'll be greeted with flames ((Man...This is kinda ******** up.. rofl )) greeted with flames like a gay parade Ain't an Athletic Yankee gonna be a safe today My team pass the bat on like they relay Ya'll crew just get sat on like lazy lay Sleepy boy.. recline on your lines like Crown Prince The first song on it, best style been found since Discovery of gold, man better than platinum Just put the pressure on me stone cut will slap some! (eh.. late as hell lol)
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