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Created on 8-31-07
I STRAIN MY BRAIN AS I SPIT THESE WORDS MY RYMES SO SLOW I COULD SPIT IN REVERSE WITH LEAN IN MY CUP AND MY NINE ON MY SIDE I STAYED STRAPPED WITH MY VEST AND RIDE TILL I DIE. I HATE ON NO ONE CAUSE YOU CANT LABEL ME MY RYMES SO STRONG AND MY CHAINS HANG HEAVILY SO MANY DIAMONDS ON MY NECK YOU CAN SEE IN THE DARK A GRILL SO SHINY WHEN I TALK I SPARK MY MONEY FLOW IS ENDLESS AND I CAN COUNT FOR DAYS A NEW BMW THAT I JUST GOT APPRASED A NEW HOUSE ON THE BEACH AND A DOG THAT GAURDS MY GATE AND A CAMMERA ON EVERY CONNER SO I CAN SEE WHEN YOU HATE...........................DJ 210 MISCHIEF PRODUCTIONS..........
Please Login to post comments| On October 30th 2007 crankdatshit94 Said : | |
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flyy |
| On September 17th 2007 SM2112 Said : | |
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Real good, |
| On September 15th 2007 angelofwar4 Said : | |
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Interesting, nicely written. |
| On September 14th 2007 Nikki7117 Said : | |
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cool! :-D |
