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Post by def on Jan 10, 2015 12:48:11 GMT -5
Instrumental: Hi-Fly - Lonely People
[Verse 1] Ever since I was child I was different/ Lookin for a way out the system/ Stayed schemin stayed about my business/ Anxiety had my mind like prison/ Is this, my ticket free?/ Or my worst enemy?/ Is this worth anything?/ Feelin like I ain't got a purpose but these words and these dreams/ Pen to the pad, I'm blanking out/ It's rainin' now and I'm breaking' down/ Ain't wakin' up to angels, I'll bang it out/ Wherever the fuck this train is bound/ Imma get up and reign around/ Whatever lane, I'll change the route/ Unchain the doubt, get away from round/ My angle bout to bring about/ A single so loud it'll wring the house/ [Continue rhyme scheme but cut off soon]
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Post by def on Jan 10, 2015 13:12:13 GMT -5
Instrumental: Anno Domini - Boarded Windows
[Verse 1] I keep a keen on eye on the clock, clean ride on the block/ Beast quake on these hoes, throw a screen and I'm gone/ Boom, you couldn't catch up to the dust I leave behind/ My fuckin peace of mind relies on if there's beef to dine/ If I ain't shuttin y'all down, I'm wasting time/ If I'm to write a rhyme, kill the lights and light a bomb/ Let's see if I can make it in a race for the throne/ Annihilate em wide awake, and make em my own/ I'm miles 'way from hideaways I'm takin the gold/ You hide your face and die each day, got a sty for a soul/
PLEASE LORD GIVE ME THE STRENGTH TO STICK TO ONE BEAT
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Post by def on Jan 10, 2015 13:29:24 GMT -5
I only spit to instrumentals I think pac would’ve grilled Nas could fulfill And BIG, would rip, Til it was robbed of it’s thrill An impossible field You couldn’t spot from the top of a hill It’s my zone, it’s my throne It’s not for comedy guilds You a baby face faggot, better run, sweetheart I'm what would've happened if Luke would've followed the dark
I struggle writin bout peace, so I just drown in a beat Be looking out for police Get the money n bounce in the jeep Proudly I speak, boy, I’m profoundly a beast Make the hammer go bang bout as loud as the beat When Def come around you can doubt that you'll eat
If you don’t wanna get bit bitch, stay outta the cold If you wanna get rich quick, adios to ya soul Go through notepads so fast every rhymes a throw back Blow past all my foes so that they know that That ghost laugh passed before they noticed the throat scratch (?) [EDIT]
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Post by def on Jan 10, 2015 13:34:13 GMT -5
Instrumental: Anno Domini - Counter Strike Pt. 2
1. Always had a fantasy for home invasion 2. Your mistaken if you thinking you gon run up in my place 3. And not get bullets in the legs and run em up into ya face 4. You won’t make it out the gate, get the dogs on ya case 5. They can smell ya, they can smell ya 6. They can smell ya like the weed, they can tell that you weak 7. You get exposed son, you get exposed son 8. Top dawg I’m on one, watch em all run 9. Clean cut, on that street shit, I can see your weakness 10. Hop up in this jeep bitch, you don’t need no reason 11. You don’t need excuses just, tell him that you leaving 12. Tell him you won’t be back cause, now you on that G shit 13. Come find me faggot I ain’t goin no where far 14. I’ll be excepting you, boy, I got kodak thoughts 15. Never forget a face that done did me wrong 16. Clip loaded to the top as I spit these songs 17. Run up on me while I’m chillin, get blown up with the building 18. Hit the pussy and I’m out, I ain’t dealin’ with no feelings 19. I got money to make, got a honey to date 20. Establish reputation then I’m coming on to ya state 21. Everywhere I go, everybody turn up stereos 22. Wanna hear what I got say keep em guessing never let em know 23. Let my temper go, every episode, steppin on 24. Cracker crumbs, just cause, that’s, all you bitches are 25. All i need is time, can’t let my feet get tired 26. Get the speakers wired, hard-line-heat make the beat sublime 27. All these haters mad as fuck, they just keep on adding up 28. Thinkin that I had enough, now everybody backin up 29.
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Post by def on Jan 17, 2015 17:22:44 GMT -5
I'm highly explosive, intwined with emotion Inclined to the notion I get high with the vultures Climb above in the sky exercising my focus Spit fire where I'm posted you'll die without notice You a victim now faggot, tell me how does it feel? I popped two of ya wheels, you flopped over the hill Flipped a lot hit a rock and got lost in the field Wandered in the woods and got shot with a deer Breakfast I call it, I called it, I'm ballin Stormed in to office and exhausted resources The cost of bein boss, caught up in this honor shit Armored as Obamas whip respect my conglomerate You New York pork, a foreigner to Boston Get stomped with the hornets at four in the morning A preemptive strike leave you awfully nauseous Bombin' motherfuckers like the USS Nautilus
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Post by def on Jan 17, 2015 18:33:57 GMT -5
I'm huntin' motherfuckers down to throw em in the soup/ Fuel to fire in the journey for the loot/ Floor it and I zoom engine roaring in the coupe/ You borin' I assume she want the glory and a boost/ I'll provide that fantasy you know the kid got it/ All about the bizz and I'm all about the conflict/ Come and find me if you want beef I was born in it/ Born to bring storms and I slaughter all snitches/ Style on all the bitches finding out all the digits/ We can slide out to the crib and baby bring that walk wit it/ Bring that talk too and those panties girl I love blue/ If I love that pussy maybe I'll love you/ Nah, nah, at least not yet/ Ya boy got dreams and ya boy want a jet/ I ain't stoppin' til I'm king, dropping out the scene/ Cop me some wings and some god damn rings/ Them god damn things, and that god damn bling/ God damned dreams, satan waitin on me/ C'mon man, I bring business to, any corner that I see'/ And only let the phone ring when she got that ass on me/
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