O man u no when i heard that comment i was gonna be bac meber this (ant no one gonna miss u leave) HA blackwallstreet wll guess wat I AM BAC BICTH HA
Ive said it before and Ill say it again These rhymes just simply stream out of my pen You’ve gone got me mad, so I picked up the pad And started to think why you gangster rappers are sad You talk about bitches and about getting laid While I talk about history and all that’s been made Your tired and sad so take it back home You so say you’ve got Bicth, but we know you’re alone You want me to stop and finish this rhyme Maybe your right and I’m just wasting my time But your reading it now and I’m on a role Nothing you’ve said has touched my soul THE PMP4LFJMIKE IS HERE These guys had rhymes which was something new Talking about intellectual rap The stuff that you’re spittin is simply just crap Put more thought in your urban poetry When you read these words you’ll know its me Who taught you the basics of givin a lesson In Rap as an Art form and not just word guessin You think I’m finished but Im just getting started Don’t you realize you’re done for, that you’ve been outsmarted? By one whose words are pearls of wisdom By teaching Hip-Hopers through out the Kingdom That rap aint all about bitches and guns There’s times when lyrics can be used as puns To push the levels of peoples creativity To explore deeper conscience and dispel negativity nigga black Man I cant stop I’m about to explode Your mind cant take it, its gonna overload With all of these words that I’ve put in your head Please go home to Mommy let her tuck you in bed. Now I see that your eyes are hurtin From all the wackass raps u clame u murked that Ive been blurtin There’s no need to say more as I’m sure you can see Aint no Mack Daddy gangsta like black gonna murk me
well black i guess u see i am back bicth O YEA AND YO BICTH IN THE TRUNK BICTH!
I AM BACK LIKE CRAK JUST LIKE U SAID
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