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Permalink Reply by kid on April 25, 2008 at 6:01pm

Don't flash it/ If u ain't gone blast it/ I'm a cold hearted bastud/ Turn ur kids Easter basket/ Into a casket/ Have that little n**** flipping like gymnastics/ Buy ur b**** some goggles/ I like to pop her like a champaign bottle/ I say b**** get down and bobble/ Make my knees wobble/ I call her ThanksGivings cuz she loves to gobble-gobble/ And swollow-swollow/ Tills my balls get hollow/ OOOOOHH/ Lil mama make it do whata do/ She wear her T-shirt wit no panties like Whinnie the Pooh/ I be digging the pooh/ Till she make me a pool/ Than I put my balls in the pocket like I finished shootin some pool/ You talking to whom/ I talking to tombs/ Me and my Goons/ Hop in the whip zoom-zoom/ Boom-boom/ Hollows in and out your rooms/ We leave that b**** wit a rose/ To show the world that b**** has arose. R.I.P.

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Permalink Reply by bayare@b!tch on April 26, 2008 at 4:47pm

I LIKE THAT!

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Permalink Reply by Blue Pisces381 on May 9, 2008 at 10:14am

That s*** was funny and it got to the point!

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Permalink Reply by Bashy on April 25, 2008 at 6:30pm

I swallow five-to-eight die high pills / spit live-great sly fly skills / that then have you running into priv-ate sky high hills / in the distance / i can't feel any resistance / just the incredible flow / that gets me that edible dough / and a medical ho / with her personal b**** / i'm permantly turned on i don't got a reversable switch / like Austan Powers / i'm the hero but im saving hip hop from them boston cowards /ingredients in "the sauce" / made by th boss / with them chainsaws / killing people of lyk jaws /

Just Short One.

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Permalink Reply by R.E.D. on May 6, 2008 at 9:03am

LOOK...ALL I WANNA KNOW....IZ HOW LOW CAN U GO....CAUZE PUTTIN IT IN YA MOUTH IZ NUTHIN, I NEED TO KNOW CAN U PUT IT ALL DOWN YA THROAT....I NEED TO KNOW, DO U SWALLOW OR DO U SPIT.. I NEED TO KNKOW WILL YOU FREAK WIT ANOTHA CHICCCKKK.......CAUZE 2 HEADZ ARE ALLWAYZ, BETTER THAN 1...OH U A VETERAN HUH?....NO TEETH ONLY USE YA LIIPZZZ........
IT DONT MATTER...JUST DONT BITE IT....U DONT DO IT, U A LIAR....GO HEAD DO IT, GO HEAD TRY IT.....GO HEAD DO IT ...U GON LIKE IT ....UHHHHH!!! ....AND ALL I NEED IZ A FREAK IN MY LIFE TO GIVE ME HEAD EVERY NIGHT ....N IF I LET U , IT BETTER BE RIGHT,.... N IF I HIT U THAN IT BETTER B TIGHT....
GO HEAD N SWALLOW IT ALL ...LIKE ITS THE BEST THING YOU ATE IN YA LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BEST F***** RAPPA................R.E.D.
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MY SITE...MY BEATZ...MY SONGZ
4 THE ARTIST...BY THE ARTIST. 1.

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Permalink Reply by "K" on May 6, 2008 at 6:04pm

Thats hot, but check mine out. Lets make history

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Permalink Reply by "K" on May 6, 2008 at 6:03pm

I got that s*** that'll hit you from 500 yards/ or up close silencers quiet that dog in ya yard/ i'm all in ya house beatin ya kids, f***** ya spouse/ you scared to scream so we dont even tape up ya mouth/ I be there for weeks, feet up watchin ya cable/ eatin all ya food, gettin all cool wit ya neighbors/ Im talkin all on ya phone all wreckless and s***/ Like Ving Rhames cooking breakfast ass naked and s***/ That what the f*** you get for messing wit dudes like me/ you aint no cannon man, nice wit them tools like me/ If I aint the king of the streets I'm the air apparent/ wit these guns that'll raise yo ass like a single parent/ I keep the crakk and da cash/ ya girl keep it the crack of her ass/ you mad when i'm crackin that ass/ Ya kids like "you aint my dad"/ teach em how to put weed in a bag/ Crush leaves, remove the seeds, remove these fleas, "K" keep it movin and switchin/ who want it, ya stomach will look like a football n****/ All laced up/ half of my squad, they cased up/ so ya like only mean s*** from the waist up/ We them real dudes takin them bids/ we know we aint dyin old men surrounded by kids/ We dyin in red/ surrounded by feds/ no funerals had/ just gettin zipped up taken out in that bag what............."K" . (F.Y.I other than the fact that I will kill ya kids, all my s*** is copywritten so dont try it) P.H.I.L.L.Y stand up

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Permalink Reply by Brent "TC" George on May 6, 2008 at 6:34pm

Listen all yall rappin bout how you the nicest in the game/
That s**** irrelevant cuz the streets is in pain/
They use rap like the slave trade/
Embed lies in your brain/
You may think s**** different but its still all the same/
Its just that we're consumed by different types of whips and chains/
And thas that real s***/
Cuz that chunky chain on your wrist/
F**** up ya aim/
So when you shoot you miss/
And the same happen with your chain when it gliss/
And your earrings are the reason your hearing all the b*******/
But don't get it twisted I got punchlines/
You can get hit wit it/
Cuz Im the best since BIG did it/
White boy wit flows comperable/
Lyrical cannibal/
You chopped liver like Hannibal/
Watch after you read this s***/
You gon' run to your friends and tell/
So hell, i guess i like a snitch/
And for the record the names TC/
Rep the Twin Cities/
But theres no twin to me/
My flows wetter than my 10,000 lakes/
You couldnt stop me if yall had 10,000 brakes/
So much money like 10,000 cakes/
Its all love even tho yall hate/
F*** bein signed either way I stay real/
Sorta like Howie/
I rap deal or no deal

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Permalink Reply by Brent "TC" George on May 6, 2008 at 6:39pm

Yea Im wit K dont be stealin my s*** now....but if u do its all good cuz i got more hard bars than the Jeana 6!

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Permalink Reply by "K" on May 9, 2008 at 4:03pm

SHOT OUT TO BRENT "TC" GEORGE. "K"................AND SO IT BEGINS 9/08. ........................................GO GET THAT........... PHILLY STAND UP!............................................I AM HIP HOPS SAVIOR

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Permalink Reply by "K" on May 9, 2008 at 2:44am

Yall leave me no choice..........How can the human world continue to live in bliss/ knowin somewhere on this mudball planet I exist/ War against the surface, I surf the face of the earth/ In search of power and glory and all that it worth/ I am columbine, September 11th combined/ sick wit tha hustle n****, sick wit tha grind/ I can- rip my face off and put it on you/ this way those who hate me will f*** around and kill you/ Streets like these make my power level exceed/ to spit some s*** to make my vocal chords bleed/ I am K.E.V, I am something else/ I am the root of pure fire itself/ and still I let you live, and still I let you breath/ and still you commits blasphemy, and disbelief/ after all of my wonders after all that I am/ After all that I have given more than any man/ fuc it all bets is off, all hope is lost/ and what stakes, what will it all cost/ Payment on demand, no payment on dead man/ with screams so loud that it will open up clouds/ to let lighnin, power, surge through my veins/ it rains amino, lick rain I grow/ into something gritty in the 5th largst city/ into the likes of which you have nevr seen before b****/ this is the path you chose, this is of which you awoke and arose/ and so I beginto make ya life end/ no guns, just pick apart and play wit ya lungs/ ashes to dust squeezin ya neck to make ya head bust/ I hate you and I hope you go to hell twice/ the day we meet yo ya funeral is the next week/ so when the time comes for death to get thee/ just know I am that I am sent me....What.


"K" ......muthafuckas "All may challenge, NONE may come"

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