Seven Bars Of Fire
Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2008 1:06 pm
Endured Many Stitches And Scars B, From Pitchin The Hard G
To Whippin The Rari, Jewels Glisten Like Stars B,
Got Riches And Cars See, Kids Wishing They Are Me
Cuz I'm Bringin In More Chips Than Fat Bitches At Parties
I Got The Block Hot, You're Not Ock, I Cop Drops
You're Drops Flop Cuz Once The Glocks Stocked
And The Shots Pop, Your Times Out like a Broken Stop Watch
My Lines Have All These Kids Trippin Like Retards Playin Hopskotch
Rhymes Daft And Dark, Pulling Strings I'll Laugh While Ya Harp
I Had The Passionate Start, Grasped At The Heart
Takin Rap As An Art, Pushin Fishscale, That Means I'm Trafficin Carp
Cuz When I Hop Out The Whip They Call It A National Park
Ridin Peanut Butter, Its Scippy Bitch, Handle The Jelly In A Jiffy Kid
A Bear To These Cowards, On My Grizzly Shit, I Get Busy Quick
And My Wrists Be Sick, Bitches Hips Be Thick, And Tits Be It
Shit I'll Spit Game, The Bitch'll Say Remember The Titan Like A Disney Flick
Scips Shines Sickenin, My Grinds Viscous, A Sign Of Sickness
Like Clocks On The Wall, Ya Times Ticken, For Ya Fine Mistress
Ya Games Nice? That's Why No One Sees It Like Spittin To Blind Bitches
I'm So Hard I'll Give You Blue Balls Just From My Writtens
This Guys Wack, Punches With Rhymes Leavin Ya Spine Cracked
Scips Heard Through The Wire Like My Lines Tapped,
Cuz When Theres Drama, I'm Lurkin With The Llama, Like Searchin For Osama
I'll Walk Around With Guns, Call Me Lex Luger The Way I Rack
I'll Cripple B This Man In/Manning Pressure I'm Bring The Nickel D
Or Maybe The Dime Duke, Ya Rhymes Poop, I Rhyme Truth
My Lines Loose, Find Me In The Lime Coup, I'm So Co Sure/Kosher
The Drops Fittin About Nine Jews, Spittin Lyrical Hype, Its High Proof
To Whippin The Rari, Jewels Glisten Like Stars B,
Got Riches And Cars See, Kids Wishing They Are Me
Cuz I'm Bringin In More Chips Than Fat Bitches At Parties
I Got The Block Hot, You're Not Ock, I Cop Drops
You're Drops Flop Cuz Once The Glocks Stocked
And The Shots Pop, Your Times Out like a Broken Stop Watch
My Lines Have All These Kids Trippin Like Retards Playin Hopskotch
Rhymes Daft And Dark, Pulling Strings I'll Laugh While Ya Harp
I Had The Passionate Start, Grasped At The Heart
Takin Rap As An Art, Pushin Fishscale, That Means I'm Trafficin Carp
Cuz When I Hop Out The Whip They Call It A National Park
Ridin Peanut Butter, Its Scippy Bitch, Handle The Jelly In A Jiffy Kid
A Bear To These Cowards, On My Grizzly Shit, I Get Busy Quick
And My Wrists Be Sick, Bitches Hips Be Thick, And Tits Be It
Shit I'll Spit Game, The Bitch'll Say Remember The Titan Like A Disney Flick
Scips Shines Sickenin, My Grinds Viscous, A Sign Of Sickness
Like Clocks On The Wall, Ya Times Ticken, For Ya Fine Mistress
Ya Games Nice? That's Why No One Sees It Like Spittin To Blind Bitches
I'm So Hard I'll Give You Blue Balls Just From My Writtens
This Guys Wack, Punches With Rhymes Leavin Ya Spine Cracked
Scips Heard Through The Wire Like My Lines Tapped,
Cuz When Theres Drama, I'm Lurkin With The Llama, Like Searchin For Osama
I'll Walk Around With Guns, Call Me Lex Luger The Way I Rack
I'll Cripple B This Man In/Manning Pressure I'm Bring The Nickel D
Or Maybe The Dime Duke, Ya Rhymes Poop, I Rhyme Truth
My Lines Loose, Find Me In The Lime Coup, I'm So Co Sure/Kosher
The Drops Fittin About Nine Jews, Spittin Lyrical Hype, Its High Proof