Newest script, check it out yall give me some feed
Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 7:29 am
http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/post54676.html
I can rock a crown loud enough to set off the rictor..
Kill ya brother with a Mic, and get head off ya sister..
Get up in ya skin like the head of a splinter..
If a fool don't pack heat he'll be dead in the winter..
Check it, I let the beat commence me, defeatin MC's that wont cease to tempt me,
Check me, I turn the words that I speak to pennies, till I have enough dollas
To buy each and every bottle of Henny, so I can take it to the streets and drink it steady
When you talk about Remi, dawg I'm sippin plenty, I got a secret envy
For those who throw semi's, towards they enemies like they had beef with Pesci..
Respect me, for I have a lyricist ability that last a whole eternity
I'll burn MC's with the words I speak for a lifetime until its to the dirt with me
So come prepared with wits, or get crushed by narratives
It's imperative or else I'll have ya lookin at defeat like a pair of Kikz
It'll be embarrassing, best be practicing for weeks, or get booed of stage
And thrown back into the streets, where the fiends might jack u for ya sneaks
It'll be sick to see, reminds me of that Lauryn Hill song a Mystery of Iniquity
Kick the beat, so I can show that I'm the hardest with lyrics
Most of the artists u feelin want to tarnish my image
Please pardon my presence, I don't mean to be creative with lyrics
Cut off a faggots feet so he won't be “able to kick itâ€
I can rock a crown loud enough to set off the rictor..
Kill ya brother with a Mic, and get head off ya sister..
Get up in ya skin like the head of a splinter..
If a fool don't pack heat he'll be dead in the winter..
Check it, I let the beat commence me, defeatin MC's that wont cease to tempt me,
Check me, I turn the words that I speak to pennies, till I have enough dollas
To buy each and every bottle of Henny, so I can take it to the streets and drink it steady
When you talk about Remi, dawg I'm sippin plenty, I got a secret envy
For those who throw semi's, towards they enemies like they had beef with Pesci..
Respect me, for I have a lyricist ability that last a whole eternity
I'll burn MC's with the words I speak for a lifetime until its to the dirt with me
So come prepared with wits, or get crushed by narratives
It's imperative or else I'll have ya lookin at defeat like a pair of Kikz
It'll be embarrassing, best be practicing for weeks, or get booed of stage
And thrown back into the streets, where the fiends might jack u for ya sneaks
It'll be sick to see, reminds me of that Lauryn Hill song a Mystery of Iniquity
Kick the beat, so I can show that I'm the hardest with lyrics
Most of the artists u feelin want to tarnish my image
Please pardon my presence, I don't mean to be creative with lyrics
Cut off a faggots feet so he won't be “able to kick itâ€