theman080
08-27-07, 10:03 PM
Its first rate, captain of rap is back...
Droppin gems consistently (yes, you guessed it)
Its top notch, marksman of rap is back
Poppin heads consistently (yes, the lead hit)
This some mixtape shyt, destined for ya head & ya dome
Credentials are shown, the specialist, wit veteran flow
Incredible dough, said it before, mentioned it slow
And still you bum fukkaz have been measured as ho's
Thats the preamable, esembled as skill, tilted candles
Over the coffin of rap, behind my back, killed & trampled
I return to find my friend taken, clues left in his stead
Present it as a conspiracy, duke was blessed in his head
He had some minor shyt before, still is bearin the scars
Two big wounds almost killed em, and they barely were gone
When he got blindsided that one night...
He took a trip down to the Carolinas, neva liked it there
But he had to make trips to get his cash, its trife but fair
Every time he made the journey, they wanted em stuck
Cuz they loved em so much, though they kept it gutter as fukk
They werent right for the kid, so they werent buddyin much
He thought they took the hint, but they rejected the logic
Started by brandishin chrome, & then eventually poppin
They caught em, it looked to be minor he didnt mind it so much
But they injuries seduced a virus that got his wirin fukked
It wetted his flesh, still none of us expected the death
Except one, who proclaimed it while the rest of us slept
I took holiday for a year, when I returned he was gone
So I got on the trail, prepared to read the words in the fog
Its first rate, captain of rap is back...
Droppin gems consistently (yes, you guessed it)
Its top notch, marksman of rap is back
Poppin heads consistently (yes, the lead hit)
Its first rate, captain of rap is back...
Droppin gems consistently (yes, you guessed it)
Its top notch, marksman of rap is back
Poppin heads consistently (yes, the lead hit)
It was all over money, according to my informant
Who was dormant during recording, but formerly went to war wit
The boy whose accused of corpsin, my homie whose missed
He said they were discussin on it for months, to put the chrome to his lips
He only had dipped, because negotiations were solely on hits
And he wanted more then murda, so he told em to split
We rolled up a spliff, in a minute we were zonin and ****
I told em the jyst, for his actions I was loadin a clip
And saved em a shot, promised to say hello to his kid
I searched the crib for an adress, found it, it was the same girl
Went to her house in virginia, she was chillin watchin Wayne's World ( :dry: )
TBC
Writer's Block Hit
Droppin gems consistently (yes, you guessed it)
Its top notch, marksman of rap is back
Poppin heads consistently (yes, the lead hit)
This some mixtape shyt, destined for ya head & ya dome
Credentials are shown, the specialist, wit veteran flow
Incredible dough, said it before, mentioned it slow
And still you bum fukkaz have been measured as ho's
Thats the preamable, esembled as skill, tilted candles
Over the coffin of rap, behind my back, killed & trampled
I return to find my friend taken, clues left in his stead
Present it as a conspiracy, duke was blessed in his head
He had some minor shyt before, still is bearin the scars
Two big wounds almost killed em, and they barely were gone
When he got blindsided that one night...
He took a trip down to the Carolinas, neva liked it there
But he had to make trips to get his cash, its trife but fair
Every time he made the journey, they wanted em stuck
Cuz they loved em so much, though they kept it gutter as fukk
They werent right for the kid, so they werent buddyin much
He thought they took the hint, but they rejected the logic
Started by brandishin chrome, & then eventually poppin
They caught em, it looked to be minor he didnt mind it so much
But they injuries seduced a virus that got his wirin fukked
It wetted his flesh, still none of us expected the death
Except one, who proclaimed it while the rest of us slept
I took holiday for a year, when I returned he was gone
So I got on the trail, prepared to read the words in the fog
Its first rate, captain of rap is back...
Droppin gems consistently (yes, you guessed it)
Its top notch, marksman of rap is back
Poppin heads consistently (yes, the lead hit)
Its first rate, captain of rap is back...
Droppin gems consistently (yes, you guessed it)
Its top notch, marksman of rap is back
Poppin heads consistently (yes, the lead hit)
It was all over money, according to my informant
Who was dormant during recording, but formerly went to war wit
The boy whose accused of corpsin, my homie whose missed
He said they were discussin on it for months, to put the chrome to his lips
He only had dipped, because negotiations were solely on hits
And he wanted more then murda, so he told em to split
We rolled up a spliff, in a minute we were zonin and ****
I told em the jyst, for his actions I was loadin a clip
And saved em a shot, promised to say hello to his kid
I searched the crib for an adress, found it, it was the same girl
Went to her house in virginia, she was chillin watchin Wayne's World ( :dry: )
TBC
Writer's Block Hit