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Marlow
yea Im Back let the top know they fallin back to second
hottest spitter since the invention of the automatic weapon
either the larkin or the wessen, when I spark in yo direction
Kill this beef, niggas weak, got em callin for protection
come and Holla for that powder, hard white or sticky green
hit the block for bout a hour, give that shit to all the fiends
re-up and count your cheese, hit the strip for some more green
if you aint about a dollar, GET LOST know what I mean
...aint wit my team fag stop your hatin
or get some shit stuck in your ass like constipation
caught your bitch out on ave started conversatin
got her back at the telly havin wild relations
plus my squad was waitin, for the moment that you slip
gettin potent wit the lip like he was conan or some shit
I got old man on my hip...my buddy pushin fifty
plus he itchy, try to stick me, and I bet I pull'em quickly
foreal... nigga Im trill wit my steal
got a flow like whoa wit a sound like ill
Damn... Hop out the coupe Im the truth kid
got my loot on the stoop, you just plain stupid
all fact...what it is, what it do,
got a problem, get your crew, we can bang out fo a few


streets disciple
ok this nigga is a beast

what up marlow, sick piece son, felt every line

props
DAPADON718
QUOTE (Marlow @ Jul 30 2005, 03:59 AM)
yea Im Back let the top know they fallin back to second
hottest spitter since the invention of the automatic weapon
either the larkin or the wessen, when I spark in yo direction
Kill this beef, niggas weak, got em callin for protection
come and Holla for that powder, hard white or sticky green
hit the block for bout a hour, give that shit to all the fiends
re-up and count your cheese, hit the strip for some more green
if you aint about a dollar, GET LOST know what I mean
...aint wit my team fag stop your hatin
or get some shit stuck in your ass like constipation
caught your bitch out on ave started conversatin
got her back at the telly havin wild relations
plus my squad was waitin, for the moment that you slip
gettin potent wit the lip like he was conan or some shit
I got old man on my hip...my buddy pushin fifty
plus he itchy, try to stick me, and I bet I pull'em quickly
foreal... nigga Im trill wit my steal
got a flow like whoa wit a sound like ill
Damn... Hop out the coupe Im the truth kid
got my loot on the stoop, you just plain stupid
all fact...what it is, what it do,
got a problem, get your crew, we can bang out fo a few

now see this is not forcin shit, ill drop low, props cuz u the only one outta the new breed on here, that almost made me try, keep elevatin homie, u got skills
Rascar
rejected/u feel the effect/as u plan to redeem yourself/
altho u need some help/u take the solo road that leads to hell/
niggas mean to test you/to see where ur G'ness at/
so you smoke sum dro or procede to approach the weed or crack/
snatchin Jesus pieces/and rackin the green on the streets/
meetin with established G's/as a teen/tho a Genius beeming/
but it seems the streets and the girls in turn are more appealing/
as commanded respect is gathered/in this compact theres no floors or ceiling/
forget what the bible do/choose to lose to a 9 or two/
abide by rules/shoot/ as you feud with the rival crews/
dont gotta be Nas or SD to be a street diciple too/
yea, SD i bigged u up but it dont change my not liking you
the fighting fuels the mind/as u climb on to higher stations/
high admiration but also fakes disguised as vipers and snakes/
that'd no sooner put the oozy to ya than dudes here would do Suzy/
its not ur typical movie/kickin the shit out of u like Bruce Lee/
fools reduced to nothing for fuckin around frontin'/
you got to cut up some punks to show amount to something/
its a streets life/ghettos across america can relate/
the umbearable terrors our grandparents were forced to sufforcate/


theres more where that came from..hehheh
streets disciple
QUOTE (Rascar @ Jul 30 2005, 12:32 PM)
rejected/u feel the effect/as u plan to redeem yourself/
altho u need some help/u take the solo road that leads to hell/
niggas mean to test you/to see where ur G'ness at/
so you smoke sum dro or procede to approach the weed or crack/
snatchin Jesus pieces/and rackin the green on the streets/
meetin with established G's/as a teen/tho a Genius beeming/
but it seems the streets and the girls in turn are more appealing/
as commanded respect is gathered/in this compact theres no floors or ceiling/
forget what the bible do/choose to lose to a 9 or two/
abide by rules/shoot/ as you feud with the rival crews/
dont gotta be Nas or SD to be a street diciple too/
yea, SD i bigged u up but it dont change my not liking you
the fighting fuels the mind/as u climb on to higher stations/
high admiration but also fakes disguised as vipers and snakes/
that'd no sooner put the oozy to ya than dudes here would do Suzy/
its not ur typical movie/kickin the shit out of u like Bruce Lee/
fools reduced to nothing for fuckin around frontin'/
you got to cut up some punks to show amount to something/
its a streets life/ghettos across america can relate/
the umbearable terrors our grandparents were forced to sufforcate/


theres more where that came from..hehheh

LoL@THIS GUY

Wow, you're mad cause I gave homie props?


LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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