trap.
01-28-2013, 12:49 AM
01-07-2002
Olaaah1 spits:
i dont creep, i dont mob deep,but dont sleep wen it comes to these streets,i keep my stants firm holdin heat/im wearin a vest to protect my chest from cardiac arrest, i kno im tha best but wid big fame comes alot of tests/flow wid no flaws but i supose ill teach a lot of yall, dnt fuck wid tha king,broken things follow blood soakin gauze/wrapped like mummies,im slappin and clappin yall fuckin dummies,cops askin what happened,"Hey captain why s his guts so gummy/the answer is this Olaaah1s gun is clamped in fist,sights so bright even at night my targes never missed/i flows for certain,that 44 will leave ya blood squrtin,jerkin and shit,prayin t god tha fuckin curtains lift/maggots is now penetratin holes that faggots recieved,ya pops is sick as fuck and grievin is y momz pet pieve
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
CAMPAIGN spits:
Salute in sight, or get caught in the crossfire/
Crush and trip the circuits, my niggaz is haywire/
For sure Olaaah your time will soon expire/
Retire cause your name ain't no longer on the flyer/
You abuse your every blessing, go say another pray-er/
Still on the first floor, I take you a level higher/
You'ere Miss O'Hara a la sweater smear off your mascara/
Can't take the heat, switch to eyeline, while I'm callin yo girl Sara/
I'ma penetrate the flesh and effect the bone marrow/
Your dry spell flows sound like they stranded in the Sahara/
Smoke bombs, salute all my niggaz who smoke charms/
Let's take it to the garden or fields and smoke out the fat farms/
Doing on the beat like the needles up in my arm/
Then I whip your ass if you do not listen just like your moms/
When I count to five, by the time I open my palm/
I'ma fuck you up, like the United States did to Vietnam/
Olaaah1 spits:
i dont creep, i dont mob deep,but dont sleep wen it comes to these streets,i keep my stants firm holdin heat/im wearin a vest to protect my chest from cardiac arrest, i kno im tha best but wid big fame comes alot of tests/flow wid no flaws but i supose ill teach a lot of yall, dnt fuck wid tha king,broken things follow blood soakin gauze/wrapped like mummies,im slappin and clappin yall fuckin dummies,cops askin what happened,"Hey captain why s his guts so gummy/the answer is this Olaaah1s gun is clamped in fist,sights so bright even at night my targes never missed/i flows for certain,that 44 will leave ya blood squrtin,jerkin and shit,prayin t god tha fuckin curtains lift/maggots is now penetratin holes that faggots recieved,ya pops is sick as fuck and grievin is y momz pet pieve
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
CAMPAIGN spits:
Salute in sight, or get caught in the crossfire/
Crush and trip the circuits, my niggaz is haywire/
For sure Olaaah your time will soon expire/
Retire cause your name ain't no longer on the flyer/
You abuse your every blessing, go say another pray-er/
Still on the first floor, I take you a level higher/
You'ere Miss O'Hara a la sweater smear off your mascara/
Can't take the heat, switch to eyeline, while I'm callin yo girl Sara/
I'ma penetrate the flesh and effect the bone marrow/
Your dry spell flows sound like they stranded in the Sahara/
Smoke bombs, salute all my niggaz who smoke charms/
Let's take it to the garden or fields and smoke out the fat farms/
Doing on the beat like the needles up in my arm/
Then I whip your ass if you do not listen just like your moms/
When I count to five, by the time I open my palm/
I'ma fuck you up, like the United States did to Vietnam/