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Tipas: Daina Publikavimo data: 2006m. Kovo 2d. 18:31

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Gues who^s back up in this
^Afta so many years^, ur bout to feel this
Check out my rhymin^
Creatin^ a new slyle n^, tm tha illest
Im back wit realest lyrics
My words like bullets ov a double 44
Wit a help ov mathematics, lines are static
Nd ur in a low road
i^ll rape you in a slow mode
in the blink ov an eye, 3 times reload
replay and nd show how this brotha broke
Like my dawg flipmode, im flipin words
^Came Back^ ov the year, i earned this award
Now check out how Sibusiso tryin^ to beat me
Standin^ on ^hh4u^ wit a fake I.D.
Simple words ur hearin^, the face u stearin^
Where all da real G^s who used to battle wit me?
16 bullets waitin for few second before the shot
one by one, they penetrate through ya body leavin slots
(test shot bum bum bum)
how many bullets left, you can start countin^
shhh, i dont want my mom hear you shoutin^
(shik shik, bum bum) 11 bullets still waitin for the geme get started
the view when finaly i see ya brain is parted
truely i aint a killa but i got the instinct of stayin alive
more few bullets out, will you handle word ov my amount? It left five
Ya know, it aint 70's 80's and of course aint a movie
one bullet out and you aint moovin' (bum)
4 bars left for my brotha cryin^, i ain^t lyin^
(bum bum) believe what im proovin^
My words like bullets ov a double 44
Last one, tha head shot nd ur loosin^ (bum)
yo, im bout to wrap(rap) this
couse zuluboy whants feel this
i see ya pissed on yaself, ur pissed (drunk)
walkin on, but if ya be missed
miss ov a lips, u only get death kiss
wit tha help of tm (trademark)
dont try to be them
couse ull sink in a fen (swamp), like dirty fem
porno movie ov a Miriam (transvestite)
explorin like Dorothy out ov Kansas
you play to much wit a man-made-from-cans nd^
yellow brick road, just for fable fans
fabulous flip for fabricate (fake) fags
I just made an attraction and you took my bait (bite)
I^m a rattwilla, mista Show-Tha-Strength to tha one in my sight
Forget (,) B4 (,) i wuz keepin^ it tight
Non g^s wanted to feel tha anger ov MC n have a single-sided fight
Now i back like tsunami, to take what i forgot (B4)
These times, wit new lines, killin other kinds, still wit a jack-pot
Hete when they start n prepearin^ ^freestyle^ for tha battle .lol.
And call them-selves rap-masters, but i^ll *sattle this
MIDDLEWEIGHT BATTLE CLASS, wit a B4 rappa
But I^m a S-T-S(check 2nd line) to tha rappa from tha past n show him tha crapper
Tactical-Master, political disaster, TM tha one and only
B4 <-he came outta castor, he wuz much more iller, now he^s lonely
Tryin^ to takeover MC^s wit lotta backup
T-gonna-kill-M (him), damn i^m on a word-bullet stack up
You can get along wit us, or get in beef wit us
But we aint gonna be friends, so accept tha bust
Like two different parts ov a whole
Jin-Jan, Black n White, two adversative poles
Magnetic intercourse ova tha ocean
Brothas for life, check it in slow motion
TM n PD, we^re together laughin^
Particulated through my voice words i^m rappin^
Blowed straight to ya minds, things we ain^t lyin^
We ain^t broke if ya see uz cryin^
It^s just a beginnin^ ov a new chapter
Chronicle ov PuFFa.DoGG nd ThugMaster
I'm a political disaster rulein` all ova tha coast
I win tha elections like MIN`as won place for a coach
It's hattrick nd he rules tha all*star*team believn` it
So back up couse we sit back nd kickin` it
Im so tired ov these wankstas talkin
ThugLife in their minds, while tha real dogs barkin
Zuluboy got to much ov a fate hearten
I see a dead man walkin
While i spit, u nigga gotta sit
Cuz im sick n u bout to feel my flip
Like blender im bout to make a mix
N let it drink to tha real Gs n chicks
Slow down wit ya imagination
Get back to real life, turn off ya radio station
Mind the dog, ur tryin my patience
Hate when they disgrace tha thugs nation
Im a wolf, to street to make mistakes
Its all made up, ahead wit these fakes
Planed out before it takes place
Burried before returns Mase
Ur on a weak-ass-battle-class, accept tha fact
IT ZULU DA GURU, under my last words fast
Tha same sample all ya`ll built by
One boy outta game and ya damned to cry
Condemed to die/ But i gotta stay fly
Call me revolutionary LEVELLER, couse every must have a chance to try
I aint give a fuck about rules and u gotta thank me
This boy JT (fIow) aint got flow and his lines are empty
Every his line i read i feel like i already seen it
Give us something new, show us place we newer been it
Im a golden-flow detector, thats why i aint scared
Ya flow aint even brass, im a school director uv been feared
I aint gonna teach ya, ur on ya own
But check ya ass while ya mama say ^Son ur grown^
TM attackin^ all y^all nd gettin lots of pleasure
Flow matters blows of what they tryin^ to measure
Ya hearts stops, couse of my light preasure
Nd now i gotta go, nd you need to understand my lecture

2006m. Kovo 2d. 18:31

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