Where all the writers at? Where all the riders at? Who's slangin that skat? Which cat is holdin that gat?
Hip hop ain't just about all that Just like BK....I'm havin it my way You can get it how you live I'd rather parlay all day Remove people.... and just do what the beat say Gettin deeper when the liquor is drank And the room is filled with the best reefer Feel a tingle in your spine Shit gets deeper When I recline A go getter heavy hitter nigga out for mine I got the "Sun" on my back like Marion Hate on you in broad day like Arian Keepin my temperature cold on you sucks as if I was an Aquarian My thought be so splendid Havin hearts & emotions suspended In mid air You almost made it...I already been there I'm about the muscle and hustle Never worried about a scuffle so killa beware Kris never been soft I Night Ride on cats like my last name was Hasselhoff Training you dogs better than Pavlov This is where my heart be at... When it comes to this rhyming thing I'm more serious than a heart attact Who else can attract clientele with verbal contact? On point is where my time is at...right and exact
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥
4. "RE: Yea this was mad,you gotta love it." In response to Reply # 3
the things you hold dear comes back an decap you like john dear
if you have an ear kris got kros no lost boys is without a blunt just a bitch playing wit a tweeter stand clear the systems heater
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i smell blood thats why i hunt male cunts bleed 2 days a month
fuck yo gun i wont run that punk done he couldn't punch my dunbar armor if if was wet wit his bitches pussy juice rusty and sticky beware because the draco's words come across tricky sickly he steals TE-TE The End - To Everybody
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