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Have you ever been so sick in your mind, that it seems like time, comes to a stop, like you couldn hear a pin drop, ya heart stops beatin n ya eyes stop blinkin, n all this time in ya mind ya cant stop thinkin, why is this pain bein brought apon me, i cant find the truth with my eyes i cant see, with my fingers i cant feel or my teeth chew a meal, wishin i wasnt twisted smokin weed just to deal, n sniffin coke just to cope but im broke n i toke, so im at the end of my rope, life is no joke, shit happens u cant fix then ur cought up in da mix, its like trix, ya shit is for the kids, got my heart racin so hard its brakin threw my ribs, cause my soul left it n it feels so lonley, it also seems like the one's close still dont know me, a g a day just to control me blunts help hold me, back so i dont try to react, get my head de-tacted, or just my throat slit been threw so much shit i can hardly sit, or stand it, the truth i demand it, why u leave my heart branded, with nothin but pain, sorrows the only chemical in my vein, or should i say regret n wish i hadnt done it, takin u back was dumb like a free kick to the stomach. one time's enough, why did i take u back,. . . i showed u all my love but then u gave it back,. . . threw all of our shit, i hope u remember me, . . . cause u aint nothin to me but a painful ass memory, . . . god please help me im so confused, i gave her all my love but i still got used, when we were together its as if we were fused, or connected at the hip, hands or my dick to her clit, im always trippin over the same dumb shit, the same dumb bitch, or my bitchass, foolish is the topic please dont miss my class, tardys are unexpected but im unexceptable, rejected by the rejected for reason unexcusable, not stable for a girl, but memories are unescapable, but more moments without you makes time seem slower, i hope it doesnt stop n try to roll back over, that would be the reverse of rebirth, comin out not younger but older, not swoller just comin out colder, n a lil less bolder, i cant believe i told her, took her back n let her go so now its really over. one time's enough, why did i take u back,. . . i showed u all my love but then u gave it back,. . . threw all of our shit, i hope u remember me, . . . cause u aint nothin to me but a painful ass memory, . . .

yea man it aint to bad, just clean up the lines so we can read it more with the rhythm your tryin to use.

ill set down the bong, Sorry i been gone for so long, i was at a point in my life n i had to move on, shit was gettin crazy n i was actin shady, i had to stop n take a brake to hit the trap like maybe, if i stop usin too i could make my money double, money double money double now im out of money trouble, money trouble money trouble i dont have to care no more, i got stacks up out the ass n holdin up my bedroom floor, my clients call me domino's ill have it there in fifthteen, my shits so potent n so clean its like you up in queritine, just take a puff youll want some more just ask me like its ovaltine, you must say please or my tree's are only fillin my b's! Mr.flow get on your knees IM BACK wit the chopper squeze, someone call the docter please IM BACK there aint no stoppin me, causing all the casualities IM BACK bitches harassin me, your lucky i was gone but IM BACK you was talkin shit, meet my ass in person cause IM BACK and i aint takin it, the champ was missin but IM BACK they gone find ya ass fishin, no reason to deciefer IM BACK ima fuckin shootin sniper. threw yo leg then yo head aimed to leave yo ass dead, if you get what was said IM BACK comin for ya bread, no more choicies IM BACK along wit my crazy voicies, see my pale hosres IM BACK behold my presents, or you fesents will get chopped up just like the pesents.

you shoutin im a fat fuck but really have no clue, ya bitch suck more dick than my bitch cooks stew, im five foot seven about one hundred n seventy two, you just talkin nonsense you dont know when ya threw, I got a new way to try. . . BITCH NOONE FEELS YOU! so get ya bitch ass back befor my gat cap peels you, you dont want it wit me no cats i know feel you, so that just tells me im a shark n your meal food, you aint no real dude, you a narc'in ass cunt, ill curb stomp ya face in while im sparkin my blunt, you claimin i dont smoke you sayin that i front, but ill leave ya bitch ass cut from ya back to ya front!

tom d yous a bitch n you wish that you knew me, while you wrote ya last shit ya stupid bitch blew me, i dont even get it, why you wanna test me, my flow is better from the begginning of the recipie, you wont claim a victory cause ya words aint shit to me, ill smack you wit a glock run n take all ya money, you must be a faget you keep changin up ya name, i killed you on the last one n ill do this shit the same, you claimin that im fake and that im a fuckin posser, bitch im straight gangsta they call me bulldozer, im only straight mussle n i sell weed too, ive never been to the brubs bitch unlike you, so dont claim what you dont know, bitch i let my thangs go, i never think twice to erupt like a volcano, i dont know what you think your gettin in to, it aint no sissy-fight like what you used to, your fuckin wit someone who knows no remorse, ill kill you n ya mom while yall havin intercoarse, since you gotta type it ya voice cant get horse, so do it like your used too down on all fours!

look at this bitch mr. flow tryin to diss me, i dont even know him but i still know his history, in the boys locker room he used to suck dick for free, till he got the clap, aids, n mothafuckin herpes, i told him to slow down stop suckin like slurpies, hes now excepted by noone not even the homeless, he has no homies, no bitch so hes boneless, testin the wrong cracka so he must be brainless, n if he aint already ima bring my stainless, you dont even know what pain is, ya gameless, callin me whimpy but your royal, "ya lameness", your the bitch of this town so back off my crown, i can leave for a month come back n hold it down, im the motha fuckin beat king, im screamin, you can hear me repeatin just one thing, test my gangsta n fosho ill stank ya, so this is ya warnin just stop befor i shank ya!

yea this one is what i think about doin now that a few things happened

you remind me of a garbage bag cause you you always holdin shit, ill hit you in ya arm and back and let you hold the whole clip, i only get violent when i have to stand up and regulate loud mouths, hit'em with a snub nose from point blank till you blow his mouth out, then you'll get the picture n know im to much when i fuck'cha, used to be my home boy, now i gotta find ya just to get'cha, knife to throat then i slit'cha, bag you up then i pitch'cha in my trunk, till i ditch'cha, at a ocean or a lake ill weight you down for safe sake, slide off like a snake, go sleep then awake to the news of a empty home, citizen gone location is unknown police roam and search the streets, months pass n ya momma weaps and pray's " o lord please catch the creeps"

i wonder what changed you made you think i played you, you was like my brother threw days to, i dont know what to think now to much pain on my brain to blink now, openin up to yall like yall's a shrink now, but i need to shrink down smoke a blunt wit my homies right now, always wanna say somthin but i bite down upon my own tongue, i inflict pain on myself to help save others i promote pain on others leavin baby mothers, thats where we different thats how we changed we used to be real men but you switched lanes, i maintained the gain you got lost in cocain sometimes didnt act right but i kept you sain, then one day plain and simple you said fuck me tried to touch my girl n you know that your lucky, i just threw you out didnt kill yo bitchass thought we had trust but you lost that quick fast, you know i have a anger issue anyway but you still cause problems proccedin to mayday, you know i know where to get a sk. . . s so why would you test the best leave yo chest a mess, i only speak truth never lyin out mouth he knows he's bein spoken to, ill blow yo brains out!

LOL the most famous! nice cake too bro, i apprieciate it! PEACE sorry so late

Just copped a whole o n sold half to my roommate, so if you want weight homie you gone have to wait, 60 for the 3.5 or 20 for the 1.0 fire dro goes for da low if you aint know, but i can get some mid grade if you straped for ya cash, 250 a qp now yo ass makin cash flip it for 60 a half, you get 8 halfs in a qp so come see me and you can 230, off of 8 transactions you makin more than you have in a fuckin week, but if you weak people creep and gone dig yo ass deep, but you gotta survive keep ya eyes on the spies, and dispies anyone touchin ya pies let bullets dispurse, threw to herse or an old ladys purse do ya worst, just to get ya cash, get it, dash, never look back never tell a mothafucka you just slipped a stack, out another mothers bankroll all them others takin covers, switchin lovers till they brain full, of nonsense, painful and unconsuis and your the only one's to blame, you knew it, the thought brought shame to ya game, you blew it, now you always got a feelin that you need to watch ya back, worried n keep a strap at ya heel n ya back, 1 tucked at ya waist, make a coward get a taste makin money quick in haste, my plotts are sticky just like paste cause im a sneaky fuck, n once i catch you up i unload n then load up!

yall pricks still worried bout this lame shit, yall no dicks havin always on eachothers nuts, we can see yall fags grabbin eachothers butts, i got real shit to worry bout feds at my door, but i had heard about it so we dipped out the door, i dont play this worthless shit that yall love to do, but bet u never seen a body blown out a fubu, and one day youll see and say who knew, dude from the website was speakin so true, you say the table's turned but you never had a seat, ill blow you off ya feet easily and descreat, so take the back seat and enjoy the lesson, cause youve never had a smith n wesson pressin on ya blessin distressin ya progressin urging towards regressin in you direction bullets flexin have you leakin french dressin, now i hope yall call eachother and start readressin, cause you messin wit a monster on a mission, so get from trippin cause you thinkin you can do it, but i tellin you you cant this aint a rant its the truth, im just savin you from death shit does hit the fan, one day youll understand n stop tryin to underhand.

My oppositsion, mane is gone end up missin, cause i be fishin and puttin u up in a ditch'n, just cause you bitchin about my gat so its clickin, off in yo face and in yo pants you now are shittin, im unforgetin you took my swag you unforgivin, ill rid of you just like some women, you think you push me but really you is a pussy, you steal from family but yet you claim that you so manly, understand me ill only serve you if i have to, straight blast you my bullets will not fly past you, they hit they target im ready to bust a maget, ill let'em have it trigger pinchin starts the static, you fuckin addict im pullin out the automatic, that means tragic situations for ya homies, im shootin choppers aint no reason to call the doctors, we need the morge stupid bitchs live no more, im so hardcore but very far from the ghetto, from the get to i told you i let my jet go, i steal no swag i was here befor you you fuckin fag!

now this is it im finished no more petty shit, you hoes keep comin ill cut you to confetty bitch, i hope you ready bitch cause im trigger finger steady itch, koolaid cant ryhme just be wastin his own time, talkin out his pussy hole aint satisfied till his pussy full, full of a dick or a hollowpoint bullet clip, ill pull it to deminish his click gonne hear my hammer click, chubz for tryin to be slick cryin "will you be my friend, we can finish everybody off from here until the end", FUCK YOU FAget for tryin to say who's next, i aint goldberg but ill leave ya ass flexed, dont get pumped up doublebarrel rampage, rippin up the damn stage serious fiery from my rage, Turn the page of ya diary and see you fuckin die from me, theres no way we could team up cause ya balls gotta drop, disreaspect a cop n dont stop when the taser pop, i know its hard to under stand my fuckin crazy lyrics, but once you actually hear it you'll realize your need to fear it!!!

you fuckin faget ima let you have it, wit the static a-u-t-o matic, you aint gone know what to do, when me and my boys come threw, i dont even know DUDE he just know you spit garbage, n my shit be the hardest, so dont get ya ass kicked wrapped up in some plastic, zipped up and shipped out like aint shit drastic, you fuckin wit a master of lyrical skills, i count kills whip wheels n do drug deals, i also pop pills snatch grills n rip reals, so come fuck wit me if you know how to ride, your little paragraphs aint doin shit but suicide, so come continplate real damage to ya facton, i hope yo bitch ass ready for some action, ya bitchass friend already quit, he realized yall aint shit and can drool not spit, so go be a follower and stop tryin to lead, ill beat you till you bleed for fuckin wit as-in-cool, n the blood the you bleed ill make sure it forms-a-pool, cause really your a bitch who tried to switch names, my tec spits flames makin tunnels in yall brains!

yea im indangered cause no one is like me, so bitch bite me, you say you hardcore but ill get gangsta, watch me shank'ya, lyricaly you cant touch me standin next to me, mothafuckas DIE, my spit will turn yo ass into history, aint shit to me, learn your books quick befor i play teacher, snipa ya ass out, while im drinkin sittin in the bleacher, two at the juggular, juggling bullets like a juggler juggling, you got dreams, now you fuckin wit me so you aint touchin'em, nor fuckin'em, CHUBZ aint shit barrels in his face pluckin him, you did this, i tried to stay calm threw all yo bullshit, fuck a rhythm, ill spit like a algorithm 1 to kill a mothafucka quicka get him from the inner let him know you comin gonna eat him for dinner 2 he wont have shit say or have shit to do say ima put the gun to you and let'cha blood run from you 3 ill kill you cold like a concusion in a conflict keep stompin when he knocked gettin free licks shoot you wit your friends and a few chicks cause yall straight dicks! so shots i lick, you say you mature, but you just runnin outta rhymes, look at your nature, you aint straight gangster and you fuckin wit a monster, dog i aint playin, since befor fourteen i had the plug on the light green, year or two passed, i was robbin bitches nightly i had seperate nike's, to do my dirt in, so if the cops got prints i never had my foot in, the window just creep slow, i did this shit daily and i never got cought bro, one time i was confronted tho, i dealt wit it there, he now doesn remeber shit and is in a wheelchair, so your fuckin wit ya self when you fuckin wit me, i spit fire and shit crack you a peasent to me n, ill shoot your face to the floor if you feel you beeta than me!

i wake up to a blunt go to sleep to a blunt, i get high all week i get high all month, i get high all year i get high befor i sleep, i get high as i wake good kush i keep, so im rollin blunts up, fatter than perfecto, i hit the shit hard in the chest dont let go, i flip tec's hoe get real high n turn psycho, you might know me for my attitude, or the good green i bring when i get at'cho, ether way you know me fuck around show me, roll thee, mothafuckin blunt up homie, make sure its a stogie, fat like a hogie, suckin hard like a hoe be, just to get high in the sky like kobi!

just cause yall wont pop shit dont mean i wont pop shit, ill leave ya top lip split wit a bullet in it, so dont you get it dog, i aint playin games, choke you by ya chians, straight fryin ya brains, i only relax when i smoke a blunt, cause im quick to pull a stunt, just shittin on you punks, i can tell you 15, cause you lack street sence, i dont even know you,n already wanna blow you, no homo its just the fo fo talkin, doin its psychopath walkin, bitch hawkin hoe's down to the underground, stomp'em till there's no sound, thats how i get down, so you can claim that i wont do shit, fourteen zero three union bitch bring ya whole click, i show you how i get, come where i reside, you can call it suicide, cause im handin out homocides, if i see you on my porch ima lite up the torch, blow out ya insides so they out side, come on my side and i get to gettin, pullin out the gauge slugs start shittin, i dont give a fuck what you gotta say, i like the ak spray or the sk rip away, yall wont see another day when im out to get'cha pay, im on the streets husslin, dirty money mufflerin, im all about this gutta shit, chubz and aid together is a butta bitch, i dont think i won when it takes days for you to get at me, cause i know im the shit so you have to do it carefully, shit aint about you so just stop writtin, ya ryhmes is played out no longer be excitin, you spittin what you aint livin, so ya spit aint shittin its just barley hittin, learn to cope with everyday struggles, i can tell your soft like toliet paper snuggles, yall aint gettin bundles you just gettin bullets, when i come and pull it yall fallin in some bullshit!

my lryics like crack thats why they call me crack'a quick to smack a slack'a or a hesitant jack'a, now or later is the flavor'a can i do you a favor'a, like flav time you save'a n dont get played'a, you'll know mothafucka when i come to play ya, there is no safe now so back down or beat down, im gettin to the street now can you handle the heat pal, cause its cookin the kitchen in the livin room to, i always bust threw aim my shit straight at you, i like to talk shit, i like to spit shit, fuck it lets just all get lit. me myself and i always tryin to get high, when you see me roll by smoke clouds to the sky, then you start to wonder why do i have to look clean, and then you try get mean and try to stick me for my cream, but ill bust my beam have you bleedin inbetween, all ya bodys seams now im sleepin from the screams, havin dreams of wastin lames, shoot you in the brains till mental matter rains, chubz and koolaid equvalent to sand grains, im straight from champaign so no need to explain, the way that i sustain the mundane conditions off ya manes, im rippin off ya chains high like crack in ya veins!

chubz know you bitchmade couldn't kill a rat wit a switchblade, damn it koolaid shut the fuck up how can i say it clearer, the only one you scarin is the man in the mirror, you think you bring terror but just bring a headache, i make ya fuckin boots shake if you try to call me a fake, pacrastanate i wont do when its comes to huntin you, cause you like to talk shit but you only talk babble, so ima grab my oozi and let the shells roll and raddle, look me up like google brains spillin like a noodle, i could kill you with my doodle cause ya bars aint serious, they only make me ferious yo ass just is curious, so im spittin out various. flows killin various hoes, wearin yo same clothes matter of fact bro's, i could say ya'll those's, mothafuckas i kill just to get a dolla bill, holla at'cha on will never stop just peal, cap's back whats real 12 gauge or blue steal, chubz go get ya thugs and ill pump'em full of slugs, i may be white but gutta quick cut a mothafucka , parque him just like butta spread him out just like cheese, while im hidin in his trees feel sumtin fly past but you thinkin its the breeze, all of a sudden you hear a sneeze then you fallin on ya knees, the next one will fly threw and put you on a windshield, make you do a 360 have you flippin like a windmill!

yall fuckin mit a monsta straight mobsta comin just to stomp ya, ya ryhmes is o.k. but ya verses are straight gay, fuck beats i hit the streets to get pay damn near halfpound every day, chubz you comin wit some slick spit but koolaid you spit straight shit, you need to stop and do everyone a favor get off the internet and waste ya own paper, you not gettin cake'a not even repies so stop bein fake'a and go wip up some pie's, wit chubz momma gettin hugs from my slugs double barrel shoves wiping up ya mug's, if there's no love im comin wit a mask and a glove pushes turn to a shove, bullets rainin from above so you betta run and hide or commit suicide, cause i slide homocide when we ride aid will vanquish face is blueish, swole like blowfish chubz he know this homie hold this, leave'em homeless cause he toastless so i toast'em lyricaly roast'em, but i told'em that i golden and im holden shit that stolen, so blowin aint shit but flowin like marijuana growin, im the champ aint now you knowin!

chubz you aint bein chased by shit but ya mama, and she bring more drama than you could wit a llama, you say i dont know you and you from the hood, i done did my research and you is misunderstood, one night youll be all alone walkin threw yo block, i come up quick cocked leave yo ass stoned rocked, reach and grab yo plastic glock desert E yo ass shocked, i aint scared of a bitch you aint from the fuckin ghetto, just a shady meadow and my metal turn you like a pedal, swift as shit with a shevl simular to the devil and you aint near my level, took him bout two days to spit 15 bars i left him in his drawls, and i came back quicker pissy drunk off the liquer and trippin off acid, he got his fuckin ass kicked cause he see threw like clear plastic, yo rhymes aint drastic closer to weak bars not close to death but more like little scars, my spit is srars sprayed wit embaulming fluid, so if you get into it you damn near addicted to it, koolaid what took yo so long i came back strong, did you have to sit and think or maybe puke in your sink, cause my lyrics like a shrink and they make you feel deep, so dont say a peep or ill have to creep and go check my record, im known for goin crazy stranglin a baby(you) and chokin my old lady(chubz), snithes dont phase me so since you yall tried to play me im goin straight loco, grind you finer than coco you know the fo fo will be let go fo sho so, step to a bro and feel the real deal cause yea i can flow and yea you a hoe, so dont let me stop you keep suckin dick turn another trick, and they'll call you a think chick you prick you chop nic's, i flip bricks rob hicks simular to a bomb on its last ticks!

now where this bitch and at his name is koolaid, i left him in a hospital for dead wit no aid, he tried to talk sideways so i left him sideways, hit'em all ways like a ak sprays, its been a WHOLE day and aint got shit to say, he's probally right tho its best just to stay, in his house away, cause my shit come quicker then him fuckin on liquer, ill show you my point wit this gat and this joint, i dont miss when i point rip ya arm out its joint, i tried to cool the situation but he had to kept hating, couldn take critasizum now his ass fuckin missin, got me on a mission but he wishin i aint come to get to gettin, get him wit the shit im shittin shootin lootin, mothafucka doin you in!

so what up bitch where yo spit at? i shit rap get close to you and i hit that, go get that, you wanna flow wit me, for one day you cant roll wit me, you is bolonie i know that you foney, you cant even ryhme so just get at me homie, i got the goody goody just come threw my hood, and we can roll a wood or roll up a sweet stick, good kush sweet hit just chill and get lit or baked like a biscit, but if you talk shit you can get the full clip, and dont worry bitch cause ill keep reloadin it!

what koolaid betta act right or get sprayed, ya ryhmes are played if you god well i prayed, and what i heard back was go get a blade, you wanna keep talkin shit your face will get shaved, lined up like fade point blank like D wade, im gettin shit quick get the fuck out my way, and you and ya man chubs can have a fuck day, you say you can rap but you aint proved it yet, so ima get a 9 and tec and leave yo ass soakin wet, like a fuckin shower shit shift you with the power, its like im energized and you bitchs gettin pulzerized, take a look in my eyes and see koolaid's de-mise, and chubz is a punk bitch ill get his ass one quick, just cause he a dumb shit talkin but aint done shit!