X - CALIBER
06-09-07, 04:53 PM
spit on any beat,even spit it to your heart but its weak...
i`m starting the beef, who really want it wit me...
cause honestly, i`m comming through they aint no pardon me,
ya lifes a circus for trying to clown me...
i torch the streets wit a awkward speech...
wit flows and sounds dirtier than a disregaurded beach...
this is my offerin, spark the pen...
heart start spinnin,prepare its the beginning of armageddon...
crash the tenants in the SOHH hip-hop building...
cause they aint skilled in the field they in...
just some actors and actresses pretending...
but when your shows over my life continues filming...
never ending, i love and lived hip hop from when i could remember...
always will and be a contender, the will i wield never surrenders...
who said i cant enter? matter fact its time for dinner...
square up in the center, size u up like a pin-up...
your rhymes cant get up like a fatman attemping chin-ups...
give it up, ya sluts cause you do it all for the bucks...
brain washing my love, sedating her wit drugs...
leechin off her blood, now she weak and stuck...
the antidote, quoted from the ryhmes i wrote...
were spoke, shows the weak too can cope wit too dope...
dropping clues, your minds tortured and confused...
abuse is what i do cause u threw away my jewels...
now im`excused, able to move, got enough room...
to do what i do, hatin mother****as knock me out of the mood...
now back in tuned, amp and schooled...
put a match to your fuel, act a fool, into the inferno you go if we duel...
i`m starting the beef, who really want it wit me...
cause honestly, i`m comming through they aint no pardon me,
ya lifes a circus for trying to clown me...
i torch the streets wit a awkward speech...
wit flows and sounds dirtier than a disregaurded beach...
this is my offerin, spark the pen...
heart start spinnin,prepare its the beginning of armageddon...
crash the tenants in the SOHH hip-hop building...
cause they aint skilled in the field they in...
just some actors and actresses pretending...
but when your shows over my life continues filming...
never ending, i love and lived hip hop from when i could remember...
always will and be a contender, the will i wield never surrenders...
who said i cant enter? matter fact its time for dinner...
square up in the center, size u up like a pin-up...
your rhymes cant get up like a fatman attemping chin-ups...
give it up, ya sluts cause you do it all for the bucks...
brain washing my love, sedating her wit drugs...
leechin off her blood, now she weak and stuck...
the antidote, quoted from the ryhmes i wrote...
were spoke, shows the weak too can cope wit too dope...
dropping clues, your minds tortured and confused...
abuse is what i do cause u threw away my jewels...
now im`excused, able to move, got enough room...
to do what i do, hatin mother****as knock me out of the mood...
now back in tuned, amp and schooled...
put a match to your fuel, act a fool, into the inferno you go if we duel...