Site Archive: rule britannia written types/verses

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We got niggas dat break faces as fast as U break wind
Dis da realness, U won't undastand if its 2 much 4 U to take in

U can't Say Shit To Me U best Bite Yo' Tongue
Learn How To Act Infront Of Niggas Before U get Stung

Make U have black outs when Times get bad like da butterfly effect
I'll have all da blacks out when da Gats eject

Snoop said don't think U a gangsta cuz U can do da crip walk
So i'm sayin Don't come on here if U ain't got shit to flaunt

Hottest Of Da press, fresh 2 death, dis LS and Rule B
Got this shit on lock, so How da fuck U gon School Me.

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Yo dis is gwanin 4 rude bwoys
LS ruleB u pep will feel diz 1,is a garage spit init....msn 




I spit hot cold rhymes like your stomach, yo im a top bwoy so shut it,
your head we eager to pop it,
off an but a Barbie on the socket, grab your phone an wallet put in in ma pocket,
Rez lou jah an cheeko, neva will stop it, we hot it, drop hot shit, dat make gyalz jump bout look at their boyfriends an say 'Fuck it'

im tha LS rule b spitter, hit styles quicker, aint tha average nigga, stick a blade it b4 I get ma trigger, yal cant test, we spit rhymes while having sex uhu uhu, 
Who top bwoyz, who top bwoys, play ya gyal cos toys r us,
pull blades an bang up your boys, fuck po po comin,i aint runnin,
lou be bunnin, skunk,realise im a gangster monk,
gyals got me an jahs balls they an love 2 dunk, smack ya face as u just a hoes stunt,
av rez in tha back kickin ya cunt,grabin your bitch an rubbin,
if u rude bwoy u get diss,lou make dem get diss

If you a masta at fuckin suckin tits
you get diss, get me, see how we spit garage G
this how we spit it G
change ma technique
this how it B
hard blindin an repeat
fuck you if u a punk dress up neat
play dice games with your teeth
bring poles bars an borrows to beef
U get Murda by R.E.Z
rest of you you get past ta Me
an the otha niggaz dat do 24 robbery
so your got beef we bring you to a bloody knee
Real Uk is were we be
shot them quick an make em fall like a tree
all them internet geek Flee
hitting all tha big head fags all three
J I O fuck yal if you dont no
stamp ya da name is cheeko
kick fools so they smile is a nike tick,yo
am gwanin YO

yo J I O try gett it pep
4 bi 4 hitt em
laterz
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 dope blad dope

 

Yo boys

RB make a monster/IT'S ALIVE dis invention/It be a franken Troy wid an evil intention! 

I spit like poison wen effective/makin rookies all disective/I be an emcee cyborg layin out spits from prime directive! 

Be athletic/ yes I said it 

Damn right baby/I ain't crazy/ but maybe u can catch at rap shows where crowd cheers phaze me! 

I'm ill, so gentlemen hack it/ sick lyrics I viciously stack it/Ma force from ma own voicebox knocks u down, like Conan i'm barbaric 

u fancy me/fantastically/i'm hittin at foes pure drastically/

u betta comply son/fuckin white Tyson/street fightin wiv BOOM like M Bison! 

lol too tired for more   

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