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C im da type of rapper, that can switch styles/
Or lyrically lay a cat down, wit a sick smile/
Thats jus the kinda shit im on, G's will feel me/
And no matta what da fuck they bring, they aint kill me/
I will b, a gangsta and a rapper till the day i die/
So end the beef bitches, lets blaze and get high.
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im feelin u str8 up wit da calmness
but I still gotta talk to da embalmist
he aint return my calls...I got bodies to drop
maybe I jus throw in a cop
he get right back to work and do his thang
he fuckin wit dead bodies while eatin a chicken wang
dats sum cold shit...but a nigga heart is colder
pin this fool to tha wall puttin blades in his shoulder
aight now im calmin down...WOOHHHSAAWWW
haha dat shit is funny...laugh nigga, dat movie I know u saw. lol...im out1
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^Word, i feel that, c yo Yung Stunn is a real cat/
Who'll peel caps, sit back chill blaze and relax/
Yo...hold up...pull the that mu'fuckin beat back/
I got a question beyatch, where my trees at?/
Oh u dont know? bitch u better remember/
Cuz this heat will make it summer in december/
Whatever, ur ass gettin laid out now muthafucka/
Fittin the silencer, killin u wit no sound muthafucka!
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killin niggas silently for talkin to da d's
now dey got a hole in dey hide from a desert ease
shit aint easy out here...we be tellin yall
fuckas get popped outside of da mall
he mentioned heat...I relate
I come wit sum cake I jack from a nigga I hate
took him back to da body..."yo dogg look at these holes"
woog be like "yo where u lern to shoot u should be wit pros"
I am wit pros nigga...pros in da streets
i move silently...u see me like...bleeps
on a radar screen I move and you ping it
nigga u keep talkin shit but u wont bring it!
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I have noticed that they keepin it ill
I also notice Woogsta keepin it real
I look at his last post and it was long as hell
But I noticed through reading it, he was tellin a tale/
Take it how you want, cause I been kinda off lately
But the style and skills'll come back......maybe//CID
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yo intense I seen u lay down cats
u like a azn u str8 eatin dem cats
yea u right dawg...we straight illin it
I aint got a battle yet...but I know ill be str8 killin it
but I aint ill, im actually of good health
on da outside im poor inside I got wordplay weatlh
outside I still be flossin da chain but it aint da chain dat yall fakas think
its da one when u walk you hear chink
and when u try to rub face...dat shit go clink
ayo stupid niggas im talkin bout bein locked up
stop actin like u dont know bitchez and get shot up
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Yo niggas cant be bizzy doin anything else
niggas duckin thru lines short like keebler elves
yall best come in here and free wit ya boi
before I come thru ya hood and play it like a toy
pushin button and turnin triggas
got yo hood scared like a white boi said NIGGA!
but in my hood its about half and half
like an oreo nigga...yea laugh laugh
shit aint funny...its da way of life
and if yall dont start freein ima use this knife. 1
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Yo Yung Stunn you madd cool and props on yo flow
And when you do finally get a battle, I hope you pop you a hoe/
But I watch as you lock arms wit Woogsta, he madd cool
I watched as he comense to shittin on cats just like a bathroom/
I can tell you first hand that he'll help you out fo' sure
The only reason that we ain't cliquin is cause of DaKore/
He seem to have some beef wit me, yeah I said it
I heard he blame me for what happened wit Credit//CID
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finally I gettin props and a flow in dis bitch
finally a nigga came and scratched my itch
and thanks for da props and story bout DaKore
I didnt know bout dat...now I wanna know more
Woog told me yall beefed and I aint tryna be nosy
but tell me wut up wit DaKore, so I can see wut up, b
yo drama and beef aint da way to go
uniten' and slayin niggas and beatin bitchez lyrically wit flow
dats how we roll any where any place
niggaz get merked in da hood fo gettin in Jake's face
but yo dawg we should seriously put together a track
say, make it about all who u think is wack
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wow I cant believe how weak dat wuz...
it was jus a warm-up...now ill come like a bee an buzz
buzz da post right here on da thread
yall niggaz runnin like ima Judge Dread
im bout to lay down da law right here...
fuck da popo...I PUT FEAR THRU THEY EAR
when dey hear me on da block...copz ready dey unit
I got a hostage and two bombs...enuf get in da room...(afterthought)..."Think ima do it?"
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wack too...wow today aint my day...
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dayam it looks like there be something magical in the air/
these cats be on their knees but they aint sayin a prayer//
Intense_it_e has lost his skill and now hes filled with self-pity/
Theres more dick-riding in this thread than a full season of Sex in the City//
i aint tryin to diss nobody but damn cant you calm your pants fellas/
when you hit on these faggots it might make your online girlfriend jealous//
Now let us get back to the issue you hand out props like a box of tissues/
You'll give one to anybody...as long as they dont diss you//
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yo dawg so wut up...u dont give props?
is it cuz in plays...da only time u see props
look even scientists give me props...sayin im lyrically enhanced
and dat mc's like u dont even stand half a chance
but yo u got beef wit Intense I aint hatin
but all im sayin is that we was tryna be relatin
talkin and givin each otha props but then
u come in and fucked it up like a rooster and a hen
but yo I aint gonna flow serious cuz im faded as hell
so ima wait for a reply...prolly good as well
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O.V Dose I guess bitches, is yo favorite past-time
You beefin again? Remember what happened last time/
But I'ma leave it at that I ain't befin no more
Lyrically I'll never be raped, cause E ain't no whore/
I keep a .45 in my house and a pump, nigga
I'm the type of nigga to pick fights and jump niggas//CID
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About DaKore, Stunn I'll tell you what happened
That shit all happened
When my man Credit start rappin/
On this site I mean, cause that all was cool
On another site but I guess I broke a few rules/
When I started a crew, I recruited Credit
Then he left his first crew wit Woogsta and jeted/
I can't say I don't blame for his anger
But if he wanted to be in my crew then who's to blame, bruh/
Cause he can't see me like I pulled the shade over his eyes
But I don't swing that way so I ain't gone fight over a guy//CID