^^ you lucky mother fucker... isnt he performing at Big day out?
mann i so wanted to go this year!!! i head jean grae, common + hoods where there..!!! >< crazyyyyy
Anyways.. heres a verse from buddens on the remix of cassidy's 6 minutes of death.. he RIPS IT
[Joe Budden]
Yo, it's the nigga with the mask on, now we yak dude for jewels
Ain't gotta say it, that dude the truth
Make me put that tool to use
And these niggas'll be in the game shakin like Macmul Abdul Rahul (I'm not good with names)
Not turrets, gotta rep my team to the end
Lambos to Ferrars to the Beamers to the Benz
If I blam, it'll kill, never ran, never will
Only thing that bleed on me is these jeans on my Timbs (oh!)
Hat low, it's not a weak link in my squad
I'm LL, In Too Deep, I'm thinkin I'm God
Far as rappers, I'm thinkin they're fraud
Call em all rubic cubes cuz I really used to think they was hard (hard!)
For once trust me, you don't wanna start problem (why?)
The pound'll make you Eddie Curry with a heart problem
So if you on the block with a few grams man
Then you a bird nigga, Toucan Sam
On any beat I'm air that, rappers just gotta wear that
Fox Brown should be the only one that can't hear that
Hit you in the spine or the belly
Gun on me, I ain't Sticky Fingaz, I ain't leave mine in the telly
Smell me? Thank God, he ain't fuckin with that red line (why?!)
Cuz I murk any nigga that disrespect mine
If it wasn't fed time (or?)
Or lock-up or rec time, dude'll be a daily news headline
You ain't the best, what memo got sented?
If you got dogs, what kennel they in?
So if you wanna get fresh like the Mentos mint
Then it'll tempt those men with clips longer than Leno's chin
There ain't no type of guts with you
You's Terrell Owens, them niggas that wear Eagles don't wanna fuck with you
Me fam, I was pimpin weed, dirt
Back when niggas was rockin Simpsons's t-shirts
I'd give it to any nigga, I mean ANY NIGGA!
Big man or skinny nigga, dare dude, tempt me nigga
Auto or semi nigga, dump 'til it's empty nigga
They don't even want you in New York, you like Penny NIGGA!
Check the time, it's around that hour
Lil' niggas, they ain't 'round the powder (na!)
They ain't super, or Luigi, or Mario, ain't found that power
Plus they couldn't spit fire if they found that flower (oh!)
Cowards! Know the toys bust loco
While they tryna dap my hand like the Boys Club logo
And yea that five slide and cock
I'm the Million Dollar Baby, but I won't die tryna box
Don't wanna piece of the cake, I want the pie and all
I don't believe em when they say they supplyin the raw
You don't move white, you lyin dog
That's a never endin story without white flyin dog
Son, these dudes is broke, don't know the feelin of bread
They in dept, tampon niggas, still in the red
And the fans keep askin if ya man stop beefin
I call em Mr. Fantastic, tell em stop reachin
mann i so wanted to go this year!!! i head jean grae, common + hoods where there..!!! >< crazyyyyy
Anyways.. heres a verse from buddens on the remix of cassidy's 6 minutes of death.. he RIPS IT
[Joe Budden]
Yo, it's the nigga with the mask on, now we yak dude for jewels
Ain't gotta say it, that dude the truth
Make me put that tool to use
And these niggas'll be in the game shakin like Macmul Abdul Rahul (I'm not good with names)
Not turrets, gotta rep my team to the end
Lambos to Ferrars to the Beamers to the Benz
If I blam, it'll kill, never ran, never will
Only thing that bleed on me is these jeans on my Timbs (oh!)
Hat low, it's not a weak link in my squad
I'm LL, In Too Deep, I'm thinkin I'm God
Far as rappers, I'm thinkin they're fraud
Call em all rubic cubes cuz I really used to think they was hard (hard!)
For once trust me, you don't wanna start problem (why?)
The pound'll make you Eddie Curry with a heart problem
So if you on the block with a few grams man
Then you a bird nigga, Toucan Sam
On any beat I'm air that, rappers just gotta wear that
Fox Brown should be the only one that can't hear that
Hit you in the spine or the belly
Gun on me, I ain't Sticky Fingaz, I ain't leave mine in the telly
Smell me? Thank God, he ain't fuckin with that red line (why?!)
Cuz I murk any nigga that disrespect mine
If it wasn't fed time (or?)
Or lock-up or rec time, dude'll be a daily news headline
You ain't the best, what memo got sented?
If you got dogs, what kennel they in?
So if you wanna get fresh like the Mentos mint
Then it'll tempt those men with clips longer than Leno's chin
There ain't no type of guts with you
You's Terrell Owens, them niggas that wear Eagles don't wanna fuck with you
Me fam, I was pimpin weed, dirt
Back when niggas was rockin Simpsons's t-shirts
I'd give it to any nigga, I mean ANY NIGGA!
Big man or skinny nigga, dare dude, tempt me nigga
Auto or semi nigga, dump 'til it's empty nigga
They don't even want you in New York, you like Penny NIGGA!
Check the time, it's around that hour
Lil' niggas, they ain't 'round the powder (na!)
They ain't super, or Luigi, or Mario, ain't found that power
Plus they couldn't spit fire if they found that flower (oh!)
Cowards! Know the toys bust loco
While they tryna dap my hand like the Boys Club logo
And yea that five slide and cock
I'm the Million Dollar Baby, but I won't die tryna box
Don't wanna piece of the cake, I want the pie and all
I don't believe em when they say they supplyin the raw
You don't move white, you lyin dog
That's a never endin story without white flyin dog
Son, these dudes is broke, don't know the feelin of bread
They in dept, tampon niggas, still in the red
And the fans keep askin if ya man stop beefin
I call em Mr. Fantastic, tell em stop reachin
