lyrics Im blessed one of the best poets posses a skill kill at will no contest/ Beef? Please lets. Leave ya teeth eject cut you up like the devils rejects/ my rhymes to complex For you Crack babies/ Beast master rap rabies/ psycho snatch babies blow ya brains to tomato past and gravy/ Wakey wakey lazy ladies/ who gone save these haters hit with hay makers make ya face ache earth quake shaker an mover pimp an grover from the home of Larry Hoover and the original Scarface/ Raised a hard case/ crack open ya dome have ya soul and body Part Ways/ play you like Arcade/ play you like a 360 heat set it off like Free Whisky/ K illa Freeze emcees with windy city Speech spit sick you pricks is some Pretty Ricky’s these lil kiddies still thinking chicks are Icky/ speeding 160 on the dash foot to the peddle smashed/ Heavy metal strap base and treble blast bump feel the beat pump Comment Only
Posted on: 2011-01-27 23:52:52

hot shyt Comment Only
Posted on: 2011-01-28 00:02:28

gb Voted: K illa / Angel Dust
Posted on: 2011-01-28 01:17:44

one had a better, more polished verse. good battle nothin less Voted: K illa / Angel Dust
Posted on: 2011-01-28 03:41:49

good shit both homies.keep doin ya thang Voted: K illa / Angel Dust
Posted on: 2011-01-28 11:41:41