Katastrophe
Hit em up(my style)
First off fuk you bitch and da hood you rep/east coast when we boast comin quick wit teks/ you claim to be a killa but i own fo fos/ i bust on GG's nigga fuk you hoes/plus killa Dequez tryin to see me weak minds i rip/ raw and all his niggaz sum mark ass bitches/ steady goin for sum wins/commitin sins/ lil truth come ask sum niggaz how i spit/ leave you in mist/ now you dismissed/u fuckin wit real G's quick to leave ya chalk outline on da street/ so now theres no peace/ i let em kno its on 4 life/ dont let k-a bang 2night/ Gods Gunslingers murderin all wak niggaz wit steel/ fuk wit me n get ya hat filled/leave u wit nuthin left/ now you bout to feel da wrath of a vet/niga i hit em up/ no way 2 prevent dis masscre/ verbally blastin ya/ backstabbin and blood bath in ya/ now im off of da pac flow/ yall sum fake brands sumtin like paco/ ill let my pot grow/ but ive exceeded yall a while bak/ u think u safe n sound/ but my sound is safe/ please dont let me sound da 8th
Fuck dick riders and the dicks that they ride
Ima Spit venom at they asses, so they all betta hide
Sliver of ma gun is all the gonna see
2 seconds before they death they all gonna scream
And wish it was a dream, see thats how much i hate cheats
They is a pain in the kneck, like cheaply made beats
It repeats, 21,000 wins they cost
To ones who should win they battle, in which they then lost
Tongue in cheek, I ignore this shit
I say asshole, watch this magic trick,
And rip they head off, evil killin punks thats how i get off
Hot stuff, till they ain't got no jaw
So no more spittin venom, no more goin raw
Yeah like a demon from hell you will subside to the depths
Burn you inside, smoke churns like christal meth
Lyrically that is, so like tookie you aint goin no ware
Flickering metal, so to your ware-abouts beware.
-FEMALE-
fuk da haterz n da police/bitchez hatin n talkin bout me/got dem cuffs n think dey can talk/fuk dat u best walk/hataz got shit den say it to ma face/yall gone get beat fa talkin behind ma bak if dass da case/actin hard n tryna come at me/i dont care weatha u got a gun or a crew let me go G/i got a few triks up ma leeve too/fuk da hataz n fuk da police,watchyu gone do?/yea bitchez im talkin to u/hit yall headz togetha n it will make a sound of ehco/cuz yall so dumb fa tryna hurt me,wen im done ull be cryin 'i dont wan no mo!'/hataz talkin trash n cant bak it up same wit da faggot police/watchyall gone do,arrest me?/arrestin me aint gone get u peace/cuz dis 13 year old got sum skillz i alwayz be fightin/yall think u can do wateva cuz da law gave u sirenz/im brake ya carz n send u packin/so shut da fuk up n start walkin.
-FRESHNESS-
Cypher started: June 3rd 2006 at 12:35
katas got tha best one in dere Posted on: 2006-06-05 19:40:51
some of your flows didn't rhyme and nobody likes you Rated: 3 Posted on: 2006-06-12 15:24:18
nice Rated: 3 Posted on: 2006-06-13 22:25:02