blak jak, cadillac witness the game
glitches complain, but its a mission for fame
if you listen the same- you never heard what the word is
gotta get a grand, grittin' grain off a purchase
let alone, sluggers get way too comfortable
on a quote session, guessin' he gullible
want a hand out Huxtable- watch um reach out
eyes get wide, hypnotized when the we out
'yo when yo c.d. out?' i got um in the trunk dog
come one, come all...
if its bout the music you don't wanna be down...
but when i joke, we can go through the town
playas swear i'm ballin in the gordan gartrell, workin jobs well, wit sum'n i cel-
labrate when i make ends parallel...
free the stress, Inhale.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Umm...
Hemoglobin...
The devils bury do you see me stoppin'?
Word, thats peturb...or should I say vex?
don't wonder whats next, hold true to the paisley blue
Sum'n said to slow down, filled with fear
fanatics sent the warning that the end was near
But who knows accept the one whose coming
Unless He told somebody but whose to say-so many out here fronin'
I saught a secret weapon, I mentioned in prior raps
Once ran on through the blue prints and labeled my diagrams
Winds with blends sends contractin' the diaphragm
the woman blew up down, and now Here I Stand
A token of a stolen dream, but coerced
it still hurts...and gets much deeper than the average verse...
Stone age...
at my space home page -no internet
She lit a cigarette, her daughters early death
I'd like to... introduce myself,
They call me TooT
Capital T
or blak jak balla, remember me?
Umm...
The devils bury do you see me stoppin'?
Word, thats peturb...or should I say vex?
don't wonder whats next, hold true to the paisley blue
Sum'n said to slow down, filled with fear
fanatics sent the warning that the end was near
But who knows accept the one whose coming
Unless He told somebody but whose to say-so many out here fronin'
I saught a secret weapon, I mentioned in prior raps
Once ran on through the blue prints and labeled my diagrams
Winds with blends sends contractin' the diaphragm
the woman blew up down, and now Here I Stand
A token of a stolen dream, but coerced
it still hurts...and gets much deeper than the average verse...
Stone age...
at my space home page -no internet
She lit a cigarette, her daughters early death
I'd like to... introduce myself,
They call me TooT
Capital T
or blak jak balla, remember me?
Umm...
Sunday, December 27, 2009
And came...right back home
A gain of interest
a gain of inches
a few feet from, reguarded as cold kitchens.
It ain't no heat
some hot, some not
check it out
Like a book, shook
off how it look,
what I'm about.
Sayin' what I say and so,
Plumber like some draino
call me S-U-F-U-R
cause that is my name so,
Simply how I cost the game is this,
Charges what I'm finished with
Sucka free, sucka tash
Rappin' styles infinite
I'd like to take a moment now
to twist this cap
On a coca cola classic
caffeine free frap
But not a 'chino'
My style is wild as a casino
Finished up my trial
and now, I keep it legal
For my people I'm progressin' my plan
And when I'm on the mic...
I pray the lord be blessin' my fans
She say I like how you done straightened your life...
...saw your changes all through the night,
I like the way you coordinate colors,
hand me my sprite...
Sharp like a jagged edge
and I had her legs,
cross my lap-rubbin' toes
Her legs were oh so sexy cause she shaved them before
She laid her pocket book beside my tennis shoes on the floor.
a gain of inches
a few feet from, reguarded as cold kitchens.
It ain't no heat
some hot, some not
check it out
Like a book, shook
off how it look,
what I'm about.
Sayin' what I say and so,
Plumber like some draino
call me S-U-F-U-R
cause that is my name so,
Simply how I cost the game is this,
Charges what I'm finished with
Sucka free, sucka tash
Rappin' styles infinite
I'd like to take a moment now
to twist this cap
On a coca cola classic
caffeine free frap
But not a 'chino'
My style is wild as a casino
Finished up my trial
and now, I keep it legal
For my people I'm progressin' my plan
And when I'm on the mic...
I pray the lord be blessin' my fans
She say I like how you done straightened your life...
...saw your changes all through the night,
I like the way you coordinate colors,
hand me my sprite...
Sharp like a jagged edge
and I had her legs,
cross my lap-rubbin' toes
Her legs were oh so sexy cause she shaved them before
She laid her pocket book beside my tennis shoes on the floor.
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