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Posted: Thu Sep 21, 2006 12:33 pm
explicit memories, so many enemies, and things that i envy, its like an adrenaline rush, cops entering my house as im hiding "baby hush" i cant be found , because the things that i did were so profoun, so profain. and all the shame im all to blame, and im sorry for all i did
i wish i could go back in time erase all the crime throw out all the blow blow out all the smoke and unsmoke all the dope cus dope is what i am
as me and my baby come out from hiding baby is cryin, things for here gettin real rough, cryin more as they put on the handcuff
sittin in front of the judge gettin a 3 to 10 sentence depends on my behavior me and my girl sayin one last prayer, accepting Jesus as my savior, lettin him know im not a slayer
got out after 6 years seeing my daughter again brought so many tears, i promised her i wont go back time to get my life back on track
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 4:41 pm
mutha ******** C'z up// i'ma spit s**t like eazy eaze// When i'm dun u'll see mah skill// wehn i done u'll see how my wallet fills// i'll kill you wit mah Rag// wid a buter knife i'll cut off ur leg// this rap song ***** its my life// my rhymes are sharper tehn a knife// i keep my blue flag hangin// nigaa wehn yo dead yo girlsi will be bangin// (F-F-F-F-F-EEDBAKKKKKK)
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 9:06 am
your favourite girl in new games some scars somewhere left by hater flames I've seen much too much I'd say but after all the battles I'm still gonna stay I'm humble to the game 'cause the game keeps me going jumpin jumpin with my girls thanks 4 ya'll 4 lovin neva gonna leave I'm a send ghost after me this freeflow part of my memory
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 5:51 pm
bitches don't try to mess witd me now// niggas don;t mess cuz they know my gat will go pow//
i keep shirts down to my knees// girls be callin me up with pleas//
this is my freeflow from tha heart// this si teh end ***** don't want me to start//
my s**t getting hot// juss like you lighter tryna smoke dah pot//
mak thinks he dah best// but if i practise he WILL die like the rest//
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Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2006 5:43 am
boom! said gun to the head anotha John Doe on alleyway dead gangsta took his shoes adidas, nike, money anyway, good he gonna buy himself sum PCP John only wanted to be on BBC wise lil guy high hopes higher than dope now he's dead Boom! said gun to the head
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 10:07 am
as i age in the game m shits heatin// face me i' am never beatin// cuz ***** just like flip its"game over"// i'll ride yo girls juss like a range rover// niggas can't I.D my face// wasnt my fault yo weed was laced// i don't know i'm juss dealer in our little poker game// you win this b***h and you won't be lame//
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 6:23 pm
aight so chek it out... My ***** i'm bored so i'm spitting this s**t// A.k.a i'll be owning this s**t wehn i spit// Kkk,nawh b***h its N.W.A// So tiem to step it up you juststartin to play// U a b***h so go and be gay// Cuhz i'ma spit s**t trynin beat my lie findin a neelde in hay// Kay, b***h read the first letters// So waht up MAK SUCKS YALL KNOW I"M GETTIN BETTER//
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 6:33 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 6:36 pm
Lyrics to High as a Kite (Remix)
MY verse
I'm on another level, few are next-to-me words gettin yall higher than mixin red bull & Ex-ta-cy
Spittin heat, the rest know what I'm about-to-do Teez got yall high, so I'm jus raisin up tha al-ti-tude
Matta fact, call me ELITE, and I'll show how I'm higher trademark finese up on the track, so yall know that I'm Spyder
The Flow is on fire, and no MC can cool it down Since the rest know that double S and Teezy hold the crowns
Lyrical Floss is well known, and my flow is celebrated Don't even say I'm high, refer to me as elevated
Since other MC's ain't even obstacles and tryna get up on my level is impossible
Flowin from the southside over to NYC Constant microphone demolition When-I-Speak
So if you step up, I won't deny you a fight CT,Double S, an we Higher than Kites.
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 6:05 am
they say white girls place ain't in rap game/ you have 2 b colour'd to get respect n fame/ gotta have diamonds all over ur teeth/ gotta have fresh Nikes on ur feet/ bein humble is the price I pay 4 bein free/ ain't no brand gonna get their hands on me/ I can be fly without gettin high/ I can be good without huge posse on my side/ Alone I stand alone I fall/ what's left of me after this all/ at least my rhymes/ maybe my flesh/ if the brands kill me/ at least before that/ I was fresh
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 7:12 pm
O.G. Kz the transformer, adapting to the situation, He started beef with the greatest, fought battles without hesitation/ When he first stepped to the mic, he stumbled, he fell, They stomped on this cat, cause he didn't flow so well/ He was shunned and spit on, O.G. thinkin' "Bout' time I take my leave", Came back couple weeks later, still rhyming naieve, The problem was this ***** still bowed to Mike Jones, see my man Kz was decieved/ One day, he heard the light and then he realized... "Mainstream is ********' trash" Threw away all his T.I. and 50 Cent And then Talib, Common, and KRS ONE were the ones he idolized/ They still hatin', you better watch what you say, He had fools yellin' "GO TO HELL AKS"/ (old name) Every battle, takin' it up to the chin Then my man was fed up with it, he released the beast within/ He had a new visual, a new dream, Kz would reign supreme, My man was a little extreme/ ***** met up with OJ, then created the term "Flatten the bbef like a Krabby Patty" He got his name out there, on the blacklist, O.G. a lyrical baddie...
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 4:57 am
Grey skies, white clouds, wet pavements and rain 24 hours and a brand new day, but it all seems the same Storm clouds brewing, covering the shine of the sun light Dark times, now crimes are committed through spite Good times, behind us now, we find it hard to do right That rainbow road we followed, now disappeared in the night The sky is crying, sheding tears cos it feel ours pain I just want to get outside and feel the sunshine again
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Lucky Lucifer Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 8:14 am
love always makes u do stupid things// sometimes that stuff leads to diamond rings// it's like two blind people walkin in dark// only things they see, is into others hearts// Oh lord why did you make me fall in love// all those lonely hours without ma sweetheart// it drives me crazy and makes me nearly trippin// when he's not with me am just cryin n kickin// I don't see him often but won't give now// he the one who makes me happy, he always make me proud// his smile is my motivation his kisses are my goal// he's the one who makes me whole
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 6:07 pm
Back for da last time Last rhyme Last gaia grind ta past time Had ta blast mine 9# 29 quarter ta 9 redefine da mind Lyrically incline ta boast toast and roast da host tryna intercept fine Im aline wit da crown rhyme sayers Pound nine sprayers NY town and round wine layers I put it down for da haters Tryna shine off my hyheitus While i was movin more weight then sushi waiters Guchi platers i seen those Flashed mad green from a fiend on foes JAY got da meanest flows Bout ta be seen on da Hollywood scene wit hoes In between these cold souls i shine bright In da darkest night Use my diamonds hine sight ta light up da lime light Got my mind right Flows tight Doughs nice O's aight This my song and it goes like ******** da gaia hype Cuz i don't need that This whole scene is flat And half da raps i seen spat is whack If you recap JAY had thee nicest flows and raps(sweat ta god) I ain't HOV but da KING IS BACK(YEP!!!) And YES ******** I REALLY MEAN THAT!!!!....1# ya'll lil niggas
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