some shit i freestyllllllllllllllllled.. for fun. ![]()
(ps, i was on something)no not drugs!
i be snippen shisty niggas from treetops like a ninja assasin/
wouldnt know wah hit em, like a suprise attack from the grass and/ i devour souls like my middle name was lucifer/ killen ya, more softly, than Lauren Hill singin the verse in Kenya.
im kinda trippen out but thats OKAY/ kuhs i still be servin niggas like it was Thanksgiving DAY/ so Thanks for nothing you half assed bums/ i make my own nd dont have to turn to the gun/ i hustle my bustle, and get paid good money/ mite not be clean, but atleast i dont have to take clothes off of me /damn and im so SICK like my name was NE YO/ watch my flow grow, the way is stack it like a full fledged hood hero/ that means, im greedy with the money/ flashin benjis infront of the homless, i could give a fuck less if they look at me funny/ the truth is, im a somewhat legend like the easter bunny/ and i dare you try to snatch the crown from me
/ it cant be done, never, matta fact shits impossible son/ its like, fat kids tryin to fit into a size small, cant be done.
/ so how you like them apples? call em granny smiths/ kuhs my flow will leave you green at any rhyme scene/ spits are grimmy mean/ smack you across the head, and run and flee/ but fuck that, i stand tall like a sky scraper/ you similiar too the twin towers the way i crash and burn ya/
/ burned, i left you scorched, 1st degree burn marks/ doin 1st degree murder like you was bitch or a mark.
(ps, i was on something)no not drugs!i be snippen shisty niggas from treetops like a ninja assasin/
wouldnt know wah hit em, like a suprise attack from the grass and/ i devour souls like my middle name was lucifer/ killen ya, more softly, than Lauren Hill singin the verse in Kenya.
im kinda trippen out but thats OKAY/ kuhs i still be servin niggas like it was Thanksgiving DAY/ so Thanks for nothing you half assed bums/ i make my own nd dont have to turn to the gun/ i hustle my bustle, and get paid good money/ mite not be clean, but atleast i dont have to take clothes off of me /damn and im so SICK like my name was NE YO/ watch my flow grow, the way is stack it like a full fledged hood hero/ that means, im greedy with the money/ flashin benjis infront of the homless, i could give a fuck less if they look at me funny/ the truth is, im a somewhat legend like the easter bunny/ and i dare you try to snatch the crown from me
/ it cant be done, never, matta fact shits impossible son/ its like, fat kids tryin to fit into a size small, cant be done.
/ so how you like them apples? call em granny smiths/ kuhs my flow will leave you green at any rhyme scene/ spits are grimmy mean/ smack you across the head, and run and flee/ but fuck that, i stand tall like a sky scraper/ you similiar too the twin towers the way i crash and burn ya/
/ burned, i left you scorched, 1st degree burn marks/ doin 1st degree murder like you was bitch or a mark.