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Feb 10, 2005 20:33

dont laugh im white and this is a rap song:

Comin’ at you a blast that is tragic
bunnies out my hat its graphic magic
I got the cum ranks
and all my shit is dank
and I run from the spilt blood
and in moon I am illuminatin’
so I’m beastin all the stories
bustin out the house every day with more ease
now the stunts I pull on you seem death defyin
and you can check my roots for real I won’t be lyin
I’ll leave you like the other boyfriend did
with a tattooed arm girl cryin in your bed
bump this shit before I attack so you can tell that im not whack
now with my mouth that speak
and my body is weak
all the shit that I talk
and the false ways that I walk
you’d best watch my back more then twice
checkin me like some fuckin mice
so now its practical
that I’ll come back at all
but you best bounce, bounce fast
hit you in the mean time
so can you take a bite out of this rhyme, cracka?
So bes’ squad up nigga like ya hear bdddat comin at ya
there’s gonna be a beat down tonight
to this yellowbellied motherfucker’s delight
cuz im comin at ya once,
comin at ya twice,
and if I get to three then you best be nice
cuz it dangerous territory
streets lookin little whorey
but I bounce to the peice kapish
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