Pending Back
Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 1:33 pm
yall prolly wont lik this either bu oh well... jusa 5-minute 10-bar keystyle......
Im pendin back wita attack an breakin these spines //
Putin crack ina pack an putin u some merceless binds //
No more sitin back an cutin slack wit these rhymes //
Fakes bitches sayin they grind, they neva gon shine //
Cats spitin all lies wita fact hard dealin these times //
U aint hard hittin in lines u kno nothin bout nines //
A message of proof theres more shit to com to others //
An the next to fall wont be the blood of my brothers //
Jus be slamed an thrown on walls like woobly shutters //
Get slapped an clapped an bent back like tobly mothers //
Shit spit up, ill slit up, a neck, ull be six-feet in ya dyin bed //
Bitch juss put ya self in check, or there will be flyin lead //
Catchin cats that disrespect, there gon be blood jus shed //
U dont want no any wreak, we'll make a flood of dead //
Home boy Proof put to rest, dude was one of the best //
Ill get to rippin a chest, i wont stop ill keep tearin ya flesh //
Leavin ur peeps a mess, ur next to be dead is my guess //
Ill make ur life flash, shit, so that u wont be able to gasp it //
I blast it, pull out my switch an ull neck jus watch as i gash it //
Tear it up an slash it an mash it, ull life will pass bitch //
Im pendin back wita attack an breakin these spines //
Putin crack ina pack an putin u some merceless binds //
No more sitin back an cutin slack wit these rhymes //
Fakes bitches sayin they grind, they neva gon shine //
Cats spitin all lies wita fact hard dealin these times //
U aint hard hittin in lines u kno nothin bout nines //
A message of proof theres more shit to com to others //
An the next to fall wont be the blood of my brothers //
Jus be slamed an thrown on walls like woobly shutters //
Get slapped an clapped an bent back like tobly mothers //
Shit spit up, ill slit up, a neck, ull be six-feet in ya dyin bed //
Bitch juss put ya self in check, or there will be flyin lead //
Catchin cats that disrespect, there gon be blood jus shed //
U dont want no any wreak, we'll make a flood of dead //
Home boy Proof put to rest, dude was one of the best //
Ill get to rippin a chest, i wont stop ill keep tearin ya flesh //
Leavin ur peeps a mess, ur next to be dead is my guess //
Ill make ur life flash, shit, so that u wont be able to gasp it //
I blast it, pull out my switch an ull neck jus watch as i gash it //
Tear it up an slash it an mash it, ull life will pass bitch //