sick ebonics

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sick ebonics

sick ebonics no ticking or tocking I'm on the watch again fina be getting sued for spitting sick ebonics as if they be rockets I'm after fools. capture dudes with sick ebonics yo In afternoon I pity the fool like mr. t that booty chatter capture goons/. still silly in the city fina get illy soon/picture me the villain in the streets ebonics what I speak really/. smalls ya killing me. I decapitated the beats for really what I speak/ so what's the dilly/. for really my nizzle what's the grizzley/. my nizzle I pack a punch for really/ ya feeling me the villain in me got me packing no distractions I'm packing a punch lyrically/. and history seriously mysteriously become a memory as we speak visually. spitting sick ebonics, a different slang, when will thangs change sick dogg on you I'm sicka suckas remember my name creeping through ya veins never the same sick like vomit sick ebonics as I try new shit/. Roger that im on it/comical like comics hit you with the blueprint, sick like vomit, they gobble the gobbling/. hipping and hopping is what I got again/. flip flopping is what your guys about again/. tick tocking the clock ticks ripping and Robbin my friend. the option is the pen/. scribble dibble and dabble a thought I know I can spend a couple hours writing down plots the half not blowing in the wind they decifer me of spitting sick ebonics again/. so please let me talk my talk im on it we talking business well thats good spend time writing lyrics is my option/ the optic sees situations turning grim, let's get it Poppin, panies dropping I see no option except enemies flopping and dropping to the ground sick with ebonics hot shit is the topic blowing in the wind/ brangin the heat cannot copy what I speak throwing mcs into the desert whatever, mark my wordplay sick with ebonics from head to feet/ reap what you sow you sow you sow what you reap/ solely for the streets got many mcs raisin from the concrete it a jungle I must repeat shit goes deeper than underneath the sea please understand the masterplan is to put the playlist in repeat defeat the weak do you understand? see through the frames kicking dirt with my verse devising a new plan take you under the quick sand give a hand dogg I don't give a damn kicking my jams yo here I am in physically form yo here's the plan I'm banging more with sick ebonics got the fans wanting more history of the past I laugh at you whores throw ya lyrics in the trash smashing of course is my only choice writing more metaphors of course cris cross ya boys I have no choice but to have no remorse dead body stanking in the morque fina get illy with the course sick ebonics I built from the ground up leave you stuck like chuck so raise up or get stuck with the fork blaze up I leave em stage struck in love with the music they afford not a cheapskate but these is hard to ignore so I keep the tracks published on rap fame for Pete sake sick ebonics writing slang doing my thang simmer the heat that I bring plain Jane like yesterday ice in the veins no change just a different day strange thangs in this world pay for life this ain't a game remember my name the top dollar we pay top price on the Internet for what your saying/ no playing let it rain sick ebonics flaming them hanging them on hangers I pay my rent strangers outside making friends naked shaking in the wind play pretend friends ladies and gents this wordplay got you all staying tense checkmate with the chess nevertheless play pretend friends got me bent it ain't a thang divide the rest like a picket fence. pay the conciquence leave a comment or give a like to sick ebonics. on my shit mobbin eating goblins jot shit digging deep inside ya pockets spit em like rockets exotic shit sick ebonics robbing ya kids fina spit nonscence locked in kicking knowledge rocking the mic like hickory dickory dockrines ain't no stopping my sick ebonics ,

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sick ebonics no ticking or tocking I'm on the watch again fina be getting sued for spitting sick ebonics as if they be rockets I'm after fools. capture dudes with sick ebonics yo In afternoon I pity the fool like mr. t that booty chatter capture goons/. still silly in the city fina get illy soon/picture me the villain in the streets ebonics what I speak really/. smalls ya killing me. I decapitated the beats for really what I speak/ so what's the dilly/. for really my nizzle what's the grizzley/. my nizzle I pack a punch for really/ ya feeling me the villain in me got me packing no distractions I'm packing a punch lyrically/. and history seriously mysteriously become a memory as we speak visually. spitting sick ebonics, a different slang, when will thangs change sick dogg on you I'm sicka suckas remember my name creeping through ya veins never the same sick like vomit sick ebonics as I try new shit/. Roger that im on it/comical like comics hit you with the blueprint, sick like vomit, they gobble the gobbling/. hipping and hopping is what I got again/. flip flopping is what your guys about again/. tick tocking the clock ticks ripping and Robbin my friend. the option is the pen/. scribble dibble and dabble a thought I know I can spend a couple hours writing down plots the half not blowing in the wind they decifer me of spitting sick ebonics again/. so please let me talk my talk im on it we talking business well thats good spend time writing lyrics is my option/ the optic sees situations turning grim, let's get it Poppin, panies dropping I see no option except enemies flopping and dropping to the ground sick with ebonics hot shit is the topic blowing in the wind/ brangin the heat cannot copy what I speak throwing mcs into the desert whatever, mark my wordplay sick with ebonics from head to feet/ reap what you sow you sow you sow what you reap/ solely for the streets got many mcs raisin from the concrete it a jungle I must repeat shit goes deeper than underneath the sea please understand the masterplan is to put the playlist in repeat defeat the weak do you understand? see through the frames kicking dirt with my verse devising a new plan take you under the quick sand give a hand dogg I don't give a damn kicking my jams yo here I am in physically form yo here's the plan I'm banging more with sick ebonics got the fans wanting more history of the past I laugh at you whores throw ya lyrics in the trash smashing of course is my only choice writing more metaphors of course cris cross ya boys I have no choice but to have no remorse dead body stanking in the morque fina get illy with the course sick ebonics I built from the ground up leave you stuck like chuck so raise up or get stuck with the fork blaze up I leave em stage struck in love with the music they afford not a cheapskate but these is hard to ignore so I keep the tracks published on rap fame for Pete sake sick ebonics writing slang doing my thang simmer the heat that I bring plain Jane like yesterday ice in the veins no change just a different day strange thangs in this world pay for life this ain't a game remember my name the top dollar we pay top price on the Internet for what your saying/ no playing let it rain sick ebonics flaming them hanging them on hangers I pay my rent strangers outside making friends naked shaking in the wind play pretend friends ladies and gents this wordplay got you all staying tense checkmate with the chess nevertheless play pretend friends got me bent it ain't a thang divide the rest like a picket fence. pay the conciquence leave a comment or give a like to sick ebonics. on my shit mobbin eating goblins jot shit digging deep inside ya pockets spit em like rockets exotic shit sick ebonics robbing ya kids fina spit nonscence locked in kicking knowledge rocking the mic like hickory dickory dockrines ain't no stopping my sick ebonics ,

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