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Permalink Reply by King Mar$ Manhattan on May 21, 2009 at 12:48am

Its me again makin my "rounds" like I'm a RACIN CAT, I'm in front settin the PACE IN FACT, I won so many daytona 500s I passed the others twice, jumped time now I gotta go back and find myself before I dale earnhart so now I'm RACIN BACK

To the future, I get back just in time, I see myself at the RACIN TRACK, didn't think I would MAKE IT BACK still winnin the RACE N THAT n**** that was talkin s*** I hope he cherished my quantum leap, he wish he could go back in time, cause when he looked in the mirror this morn he ain't know it'd be the last time he'd see his FCAE INTACT

To get money just follow the things that HE SAY, damn hit the REPLAY, the weathers changin,I'm hot like s*** this can't even BE MAY

Ain't down wit me kick rocks, better yet hit the FREEWAY, in 3 months I'm 23, jordan transition, music changed on my B DAY and spit what, they do it for me and pay, I ghostwrote nore "tracks" than races at the charlotte motor SPEEDWAY

I hate the majority of musicians, but I'm up one the HOTTEST OUT and by the time I'm ready to get married the world will be an aquarium, so I live for now, homie better WATCH HIS SPOUSE

Better yet WATCH HIS HOUSE anesthetic in his sleep wake up in a panic room and realize this is NOT HIS HOUSE, unable to yell cause his timex crammed as a gag, so homey learn to WATCH HIS MOUTH

Yea I sit try to read they JOINTS GET BORED I mean to the POINT THE KID SNORED

And you against me they mentals get FLOORED, slip the killswitch as soon as I RECORD so enjoy the shine home play ya lane its advice that a n**** got STORED, find my comp and "take em out" like spalidings when baskets get SCORED

Doomsday whenever I get PISSED B my heart already as froze as my WRIST BE and bettin anything not a safe or smart RISK G cause I'm a martian a hover over ya head like FRISBEES Diabolical though, melt you from ya brain out, hard boiled like an egg you will cease to EXIST SEE,

n**** hurlin hate writtens, I'm a giant, its like step up and I get is more BUSY mind 12 places at once, I can control it unlike BRITTNEY, find where you hide the ones you hold "dear" and the hammer go "bam b (bambi), parental discresion, hide the (blamma) in "hanna" (montana)", and since I'm a giant he talkin to my leg, lookin foolish as he DISS KNEES (DISNEY)

See you are still garbage ya bars equivalent to what come out mars ass when HE CRAPS nobody is even payin attention to the depth of my s***, sleepin on my drop then get up to diss, HE NAPS

I got a spittin disorder cover this n**** in my flem, see I've lost 2 phones and 5 rap books, I'm handin out FREE RAPS, fake, psssh never that, proofs wherever n****, I'm coke, and you admitted you sniff in ya last s***, oh you stopped, em tell these niggas my s*** is his RELAPSE

N**** talk grease to get killed smash his bars decides to talk GREASIER, how many times I gotta do this, lemme get on my down bottom s*** so he can get what I'm sayin cause like cena ya can't SEE ME BRUH

Don't BELIEVE ME HUH ya s**** gone from crap and every shot you take at me makes you look CHEESIER, you a joke lyrical warm ups, make ya mind stick to one punch cause you can't get the meanings, f*** it, send (metal ya way) to (melt ya away) blow ya mid section out so like yoga, you can "find ya center" EASIER

I'm gettin BETTER CAKE makin more than the law inforcment, yea I'm AHEAD OF JAKE put my cheese under my stove by the time I get ready to spend it all the CHEDDA BAKE

Mental make my talent LEVITATE to me, I seen ya future, and decided to SET IT STRAIGHT, it told me you'd be DEAD AT 8, I'm toooo far ahead of you, I wrote this after you, oh man its 15 after the hour, the hours one after 7, damn, that's me doin like glasses provin my 4 sight (foresight) aww well guess you dead and just READ TOO LATE

Easy.

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Permalink Reply by Jose Irizarry on May 21, 2009 at 5:59am

u wana live this life of mines u betta b ready 2 live a life of crime no way of ever turning back the hands of time committed 2 these streets with these lyrical rhymes u know that jacobs ladder is real hard 2 climb but im uphill with these buckets filled with dimes between love & hate theres a real thin fine line i got the hollow tips loaded in all my nines u know the street code never leave a soldier behind feed a niga family while he doing some time let the guns go off if your f****** with mine tight like a rubber band when it comes to the grind & im killing em like the flu they called swine and im spreading it through the streets like the point 4's in lines!!!! i got more all this is copywritten so be easy

jirizar1@aol.com 917-548-0341 "CLO" BUSHWICK

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Permalink Reply by Jose Irizarry on May 21, 2009 at 6:01am

GET AT ME I GOT THREE BOOKS OF HARD CORE HIPHOP 50 HOLLA AT ME SO WE CAN LINK UP

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Permalink Reply by Jose Irizarry on May 21, 2009 at 6:14am

u wana live this life of mines u betta b ready 2 live a life of crime no way of ever turning back the hands of time committed 2 these streets with these lyrical rhymes u know that jacobs ladder is real hard 2 climb but im uphill with these buckets filled with dimes between love & hate theres a real thin fine line i got the hollow tips loaded in all my nines u know the street code never leave a soldier behind feed a niga family while he doing some time let the guns go off if your f****** with mine tight like a rubber band when it comes to the grind & im killing em like the flu they called swine and im spreading it through the streets like the point 4's in lines!!!! i got more all this is copywritten so be easy

jirizar1@aol.com 917-548-0341 "CLO" BUSHWICK

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Permalink Reply by Tha MC on May 21, 2009 at 12:12pm

yea tha MC uhhuh serious times call for serious lines
serious rhymes which help you to gain a serious mind
Spittin not 8 bars or 16 lines spittin wut comes in this time
wut comes to paper and pad pen ta paper all the way from
life bein dissed by a hater, or not a care in the world damn i love my gurl
time to relax and unfurl unwind, get back to tha grind...
yea growin up never liked to be showed up.. tricks talkin hoe stuff
till one day i spit a rhyme and jus lyrically blowed up daily writtin
mo stuff.. mentally debilatating parents constantly neva relatin..
snap gots ta go..peace

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Permalink Reply by Lyriz on May 22, 2009 at 10:36pm

nice again. do you eva record anything?

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Permalink Reply by Jose Irizarry on May 21, 2009 at 12:14pm

ALL DA B****** IN DA WORLD AINT GONA DISTRACT ME ITS SKYS DA LIMIT NOW NOTORIOUS B.I.G GOD BLESS THEE IM SETTN MY GOALS BABY GIRL WHILE I CHOP TREES HYDRO ESPECIALLY WIFEY AINT AROUND IM SPANKN SHORTIES ON MY RIGHT KNEE YEAR ROUND JET SKI'S JUST IN CASE I WANT 2 KOOL BREEZE JUST 2 SIGHT SEE ALL WHAT DA DEAL PLEASE IM RELEASING LAVA SPIT B****** IS LOVIN IT N PRODUCERS AINT SIGNING S*** IM WELL EQUIPED 2 TARGET HIT FAST 2 EXPLODE LIKE A ROCKETSHIP HATERS SHOW NOTHIN BUT LOVE I GET LEAVE BRUISES THE COLOR OF BLOOD N CRIP SMASH UR GIRL N THEN DUMP DAT B**** AINT NOTHIN PERSONAL JUST LIKE DA DUTCH I SPLIT HATE ME IF YOU WANT BUT YOU WAS JUST ANOTHER BRICK I FLIPPED!!! GOT MORE THIS IS COPYWRITTEN SO BE EASY

JIRIZAR1@AOL.COM
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Permalink Reply by khaliem rountree on May 21, 2009 at 7:31pm

a you know my chips come in stacks just like pringles/if money talks then my s*** is bilingual/i call yall niggas premature cause yall aint ready/yea yall take shots but ya aim aint steady /you say you got the crown /wellimabout to snatch it up /i called the the morge and told them get ready to pack it up/ya girl just like my pubic hairs /she all on my nuts /and im like a thong cause i get all in her butt/who want what /n**** we can get it on /and i got the bullet proof vest with the bullet fitted on /you and your crew could get s****** on/ knock you off that f****** pedestal that you sit upon/grind all day then i get my ball on/hotter than a n**** in hell with gasoline drawers on/im so sick swine flu anybody want it/my d*** or my gun wonder which one keeps more bodies on it

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Permalink Reply by Richie zimmerman on May 22, 2009 at 12:03am

my flows sicker then sick some think its got the swin flu
ya words mean nothing but every one of mine do
i be in the street yeah i committed crimes too
see i got fans who the f*** do you rhyme to
your own girl think you wack but loves what im sayin
if she aint home at night then you know where she stayin
with mr. show it off
bet she shows it off
ass smack
she like that
then all her clothes is off
thats just how it is in the life of a boss
money toss wrist floss
they drop my joint the club jumps like kris cross
n it is what it is when it comes to rap
plus i got yao ming stacks not no midget macks

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Permalink Reply by Q on May 22, 2009 at 11:27am

YAW NIGGAS IS GARBAGE WRITING VERSES THAT DONT SHOW NO SKILL QNEMISIS BEST UNSINGED

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Permalink Reply by Tha MC on May 22, 2009 at 12:14pm

F dat u wanna diss but not bus nuthin to show u aint whack.... if you gonna talk trash den back dat s*** up homez...spit sumthin or imma think you jus a dissin busta

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Permalink Reply by milos nikolic on May 22, 2009 at 3:41pm

ill shoot ur ankle in the hardest angle a man can handle,
amble across,stab u with the sharpest candle i tangle across,
lead the ambulance off the road into an avalanche with a handful of weed for an example,
come back strangle ur neck like john rambo,
who used to gamble b4 vietnam in eastambul,
joke with me get a slap on the face with each sandal im wearing........................etc


go to my page to listen to me.

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