trap.
02-02-2013, 03:32 PM
Creatical
Glo's been shook, tryna fuck with me,
Check the bags under his eyes, I kept 'em up in his sleep
Son, you're a geek.. And you're run has been marked
I'll leave your chest wired up like an undercover narc
You'll stress me so much it'll leave ya' hair gone,
Check the ring on ya' bare arm, I know you been shooten that herone
You get hot around men, and stroke ya' shorty,
See.. Playgirl is the real cause of global warming,
Warning, guy.. Layin' down the smack is a past-time
I'll leave a shiner on your eyes, in a black on black crime
I pack nines, shoot dudes in the leg and let 'em walk home
Look, it's Pauly Shore hiding his bald dome
One'a these days you'll make an escape from ya' binge,
When I switch ya' needle with an AIDS patient's syringe
Bitch. I'll let you spit ya' shit, then attack you,
You'll be "black and blue for a month", like you got a Henna tattoo
I bet you got girls.. But the truth got twisted,
Cos all the faggots are usually friends with hot bitches
vs
globalken
its time,
you need go find a place to hide.
Thats something we both know, like I should be facin Ry
I'm all heat. fake ass thugs, get false teeth
tell me...
Were you strapped when you painted your walls Peach?
bullshit, claimin african roots, thats a fallacy
it'd take years for me to understand ya blackness, like Alex Haley
man,
each line is damage til you can't handle it...
and ya face up on the ground, shuddering, like ya camera is
underdog, underhanded, but bitch you planned it wrong
now I'ma knock you off that fuckin chair ya standin on
they love everything I put out. You? even ya names ass
I'll son you, then have you sellin my shit, like Dame Dash
true, trust ya skills, but ya honor it too far
how you gonna out punch me? my reach is longer than YOU are
I'm just joking, no need for fights or beatings,
Nobody'll take this seriously...like your seeding
Glo's been shook, tryna fuck with me,
Check the bags under his eyes, I kept 'em up in his sleep
Son, you're a geek.. And you're run has been marked
I'll leave your chest wired up like an undercover narc
You'll stress me so much it'll leave ya' hair gone,
Check the ring on ya' bare arm, I know you been shooten that herone
You get hot around men, and stroke ya' shorty,
See.. Playgirl is the real cause of global warming,
Warning, guy.. Layin' down the smack is a past-time
I'll leave a shiner on your eyes, in a black on black crime
I pack nines, shoot dudes in the leg and let 'em walk home
Look, it's Pauly Shore hiding his bald dome
One'a these days you'll make an escape from ya' binge,
When I switch ya' needle with an AIDS patient's syringe
Bitch. I'll let you spit ya' shit, then attack you,
You'll be "black and blue for a month", like you got a Henna tattoo
I bet you got girls.. But the truth got twisted,
Cos all the faggots are usually friends with hot bitches
vs
globalken
its time,
you need go find a place to hide.
Thats something we both know, like I should be facin Ry
I'm all heat. fake ass thugs, get false teeth
tell me...
Were you strapped when you painted your walls Peach?
bullshit, claimin african roots, thats a fallacy
it'd take years for me to understand ya blackness, like Alex Haley
man,
each line is damage til you can't handle it...
and ya face up on the ground, shuddering, like ya camera is
underdog, underhanded, but bitch you planned it wrong
now I'ma knock you off that fuckin chair ya standin on
they love everything I put out. You? even ya names ass
I'll son you, then have you sellin my shit, like Dame Dash
true, trust ya skills, but ya honor it too far
how you gonna out punch me? my reach is longer than YOU are
I'm just joking, no need for fights or beatings,
Nobody'll take this seriously...like your seeding