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This is some of the newest Rapp' I have Written

Rashin'

Rashin people drivin by with clubs, playin them with a straight you know im a balleh, tokin greens what i do on my spare time squashed that now im runnin on a fine line, tricked out pen tip strider with a new bank account so i can smash up my guttehs while i burn up that insence, rollin down rubber, another rider track that will spit if you find the bills to share mine. roll ya wrists back cuz cuzin thats mine and all in due time if you want to find your shine, broken backs tess me whenever im around givin a good bodymassage all up in ya house. im into roots deal with the rastifarian fever while im grindin ill tell ya what its abouts, so come see me if ya got the balls to say it never was another better than with the lines i be sprayin'

By any Means

By any means i have risen again interlope with a virgin, man hes sick in the head, love and reason, those two should be shot dead in a backally streets or just in ya head, simple as i say its all a riddle from back in the day, evening, night,and common past, corckpop in your eye when you feel my street hop. damn hopin for a miracle dese cuts and all out loud you hear by any means niggeh from out of the crowd, seen and been dope and means i time to work back on sum tracks. out-

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Dosen

Dosen, mine to a deep para page ins as deep as it can get in its all done in a sweat, choppin meat while im in my kitchin, heads just spittin, as they say who did taht to you that cross mark on teh tip of your face, bloody gash i stomped out a fella after taht runin with a bottle, his name was wank, short for frank, as i picked up my cash i felt a bottle smash, draggin him up and down the way, might another niggeh spray, lookin death in the face, tremblin with temperal fear, i let him scream for a moment ans i drew bood from that place, feeling of himself in dread, as i rapp too teh door, focus doesnt care nomore, as i widein the path of the terror in a wh*re.

Checkin the News

Heres a good one and what a fame king might be one, trippin on sum old wu-tang, just kickin back, as i relax my bitch splits saying i thought u said u would never do this, impression felt as i washed the cloths sayin damnit man do i need cornrows? beatn it to the street, follin me is sum ready niggehs with deadly heats, breakin im fine my crews got the same spine, we found the terrorists time to throw a bone, stickin gunnen em out wheres the boss i know hes in the house, the last one died, as i crossed my flys, man this guy went out the side, so fuck it well get him next time, as we ride, we see some hotties, around the way, sayin they gunna touch us in sexual ways, reealy, you wanna hold my strap while i bend over that, Mmm damn the club is closed, its 7 am mabey i should check out the news, damn fine thing that i came across that boo that still haunts you,, ready bitch get in the back time for us to goto a party with by budds and tweak, party runs dry, as i turn to fly to the jiffy, and stop and say qui made that up with a few lines i left out sencond part i thought i would flay..

50 Bullets and heres one for you

And then i cop the flow firin at 50 wickid lick you give to a kid open up to teh chase youll never win reakin time by findin a sign i can put on an album all up in your face, rock hard, teeths the guard, this rap life took me hrd, i swep my feet and ran across the yard, in the middle mint, it evens the pain, getting by, by any means, im asking out your neice and gunna cop sum smoke before i hit your place, rollin dubs yea, its still in phase, ride or die thats what should be said, if you gonna ride with me you gotta bust the grid, opening stocks and figurein out where to go, fly by with an AR but your nowhere to be seen, win with a gangsta why not even try me on ill show you who, needs a lot bleeding veins, we killes with no stains, ridin strapped in a black rack.

Diamon Sun

Buildin hopes up for a new day in paradice where you dont have to kneel to pray in the hott hott sun puttin on the sun block son, with underlying feeling not one thats going to be shared but even here there enough air to relax. but this cold winter glaze grabs you body and slays it compared to the hot hot heat lureing your body to sway. trouble back at the home, your homie, spent all the rent, whens that man goin to get a real job or just pitch up a tent. everyone stop, ill give you all 50g's if you just stop multiplyin, dont go in that direction, with a hole so shot she looks like shes been beaten and diein of rot, hunger the urdge to embrase teh faith of the sun loving swing in the burning hot green. where i wear diamons that reach down to my knees.

Stone Clash

Rawness deeps as i resignthe call to rock and roll with it sum trick behind me and a chopper on the outlook so im stickin his ass rollin dubs be betterest with the end of the lingo im cuttin it, be confortable with ya own glass sippin the touch of a million trucks pass, criminal in the night slight kender ill pass him in his right eye, take his gun and signal what up dun, follin, more for fun deeper and deeper as the blood run you getsome cuff up your arm, stunned, mabey are, single shot droppin im coppin sum my own cash to pay the bill, cuz my own stash,, man yeh i got teh cash...

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