Monday, April 26, 2010

R.I.P GURU

i aint takin bites out lil niggas no more i swallows lol my bars in touch wit the sky they swallows/ call son the bird whisperer call each punch a bird droppin ain't spittin im shittin on lil niggas/ ain't steppin on flows no more im straight up rain dancing im Geranimo on these bars/ past chasin small fishes ima leave y'all lil niggas to try n find nemo so gangstarr nigga im premo/ naa how i scripts n parable nigga im guru these lil niggas all makeup they emo/ infinite bars jus when they thinks im done ops heres more/ i straight up drops anchor and chill on the flow nigga i moor/ what more a nigga gotta say i meets beef wit cleaver make fillet n taste raw/ then i chucks in skillet and burns like i place the shit n disc drawer/...
lol script these things n they jus take off em things got wings/ lol they that fly think sky high n all wit no hooks nigga i do not sing/ jus construct bars more max security than sing sing/ lol n the bars will never leave me we got a love thing/ lol n y'all can smell im that ish i got that 50 scent/ get 2 me? naaa y'all ain't yet completed ur descent ur yet 2 script sumtn decent/ plus u sound jus like the nex man u ain't different my ish jus sound unique no accent/ stay bove most heads sorta lyk an accent/

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