måndag, oktober 05, 2009

We never bring luggage, we go shoppin when the plane lands



Det här introt beskrivs bäst som en copy/paste på the lyrics (siiick över ett Primo beat, instant eargasm):

Yo; you know the game plan
C-town, that's my main man
We never bring luggage, we go shoppin when the plane lands
Still run with the same clan, used to be a kane fan
Everything i rock is name brand
L'll make ya dame swallow
Your ice don't shine and your chain hollow
While you front in clubs for hours with the same bottle
Takin midget sips, i run with the richest clicks
Tap the thickest chicks, plus drop the slickest hits
You know nuttin about l, so don't doubt l
What's this motherfuckin rap game without l?
Yo, that's like jewels without ice
That's like china without rice
Or the holy bible without christ
Or the bulls without mike
Or crackheads without pipes
The village without dykes
Or hockey games without fights
Don't touch the mic if you unable to spit
Flamboyant is the label i'm with, motherfucker


Midget sips - så skööön. Finns många som tar midget sips på klubben, alltid stort lol på dem.

Vad är the rapgame utan Big L?

China without rice. Bulls without Mike. Crackheads without pipes. - Sick sick sick. Phony rappers better recognize.

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