February 2012
16 posts
Need Ideas for Paint scheme for Condo…
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Either let me fly or give me death
I sold my soul to the devil, and the price was cheap
Ayo it’s cold on this level, cause it’s twice as deep
But you don’t hear me, ignorance is bliss and so on
Sometimes it’s better to be taught dumb
Shall I go on
Yo, on the real, what the deal is a mystery
How is it I can live and make history?
If you don’t see it then it, then it wasn’t meant for you to see
If...
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Rite where you stand
Yo, I don’t even want to fight with you man I’ll lay you right where you stand You can catch a few shells One go right through your polo, man Usually I’m dolo and I got a crazy team Call Kiss to ride on you, watch for the laser beam Shit, it’s that O.G. Flavor Remind you of a corner bodega and that Olde E behavior On point but I ain’t trying to scuffle with chumps ...
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And I just felt like writing what's on my mind...
Everyday I wake up and I question my decisions in life. I’m striving for so much more right now, I’ve never been in this situation before.
Ask me 10-15 years ago. “Hike what do you want to do in High school? What do you want to do in University? What do you want to do in life? When you grow up?” I wouldn’t be able to answer these questions, I wouldn’t have...
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That's why we get high, cause you never know when...
Always liked AZs verse on this track…
Visualizing the realism of life and actuality Fuck who’s “the baddest”; a person’s status depends on salary And my mentality is money-orientated I’m destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it Cause yeah, we were beginners in the hood as 5 percenters But something must of got in us cause all of us...
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GET THE FUCK UP!
So I’ve decided to throw up lyrics to older track I’ve been listening to lately. Classic?
Y’all know the name Pharoahe fucking Monch, ain’t a damn thang changed You all up in the Range and shit, inebriated Strayed from your original plan, you deviated I alleviated the pain, with long-term goals Took my underground loot, without the gold You sold platinum round the...
Still haunted
I just want to Party and Bullshit!
AND PARTY!
AND BULLSHIT!
AND PARTY!
AND BULLSHIT!
AND PARTY!
AND BULLSHIT!
Microphone checka, swingin’ sword lecture.
Closin’ down the sector, supreme neck protector
Better warn ‘em kid, Mr. Meth’s a boiling pot
About to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV
For sheesy, too many wanna be hard be easy….
iamwillis:
I’ve reached 100 followers woohoo!
100 you say?
*Unfollows*
