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Re: Spittin Barz 4 Da People
« Reply #90 on: September 15, 2016, 09:09:48 pm »
yo I keep waking up dazed & confused,

spark up my blunt like i'm lightin a fuse,

yo look...nowadays I don't know what the fuck to believe,

keep it real cuz I always got my heart out on my sleeve,

wash away all my fuckin bullshit like a savage tsunami,

kick back chillin smokin from my bong watchin toonami,

but shit...I keep fuckin collapsin just like the twin towers,

spend my summer days hot boxin when I take cold showers,

crack a juvenile smile at ya but in reality i'm just fakin it yo,

my words flow like the mothafuckin nile cuz I still got that ill flow,

yo fuck tomorrow...cuz I know my future is fucked beyond repair,

breathin underwater my whole life tryin to gasp for some fuckin air,

smoke my last motherfuckin blunt before the school bell ring,

die a fuckin martyr for my beliefs just like martin luther king.

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« Reply #91 on: December 02, 2016, 02:08:51 pm »
(Intro)
yo I took my fuckin pain away with one swing of the knife,
nigga what the fuck you gonna do with the rest of your life?(x3)

ay yo back in '94 I was born into the trife life down in new york city,

I had holes in my shoes & no food on the table yea life wasn't easy,

so instead of goin to school I was holdin a gat by age ten,

the street was my fuckin home cuz I never had any friends,

I was born deadly and so that means I'll always remain deadly son,

catch a bullet in yo back and see the smoke come out my gun,

fuck with me &
I'll crack all ya fuckin ribs like twigs,

hang y'all out like laundry
and gut you whack niggas like pigs,

deep gash wounds all over ya body from my hatori hanzo katana,

ya fucked with the devil's son nigga cuz I ain't da fuckin dalai lama,

we livin in a fuckin crooked ass system shaped like jagged blade,

corrupt niggas stab ya in the back & only worry 'bout gettin paid,

cuz new york fuckin city bleeds green not blue,

money gets stuck up in ya head like fuckin crazy glue,

the buildings down in queens are painted with so much graffiti,

I be smokin' ill blunts with my homies down in new york city,

I smoke too much of dat high grade new york cheeba,

I say sayonara to whack niggas instead of see ya,

yo peace out to my amigos in brooklyn I'll fuckin miss you,

I had to leave that mothafuckin place cuz I had too many issues,

I started flirtin with suicide so dat means i'm marked for death,

caught a stray bullet to my lungs that made me lose my breath,

cuz last thing I saw was the tec-9 smokin,

felt ice cold chills like winter breezes blowin,

black blood from my bullets wounds was flowin,

demons go to hell so that's where i must be goin,

so......

(Outro)
yo I took my fuckin pain away with one swing of the knife,
nigga what the fuck you gonna do with the rest of your life?(x3)

 

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