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mad-L
Newbie Joined: 14 March 2013 Location: Scotland Status: Offline Points: 2 |
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Posted: 14 March 2013 at 3:40pm |
Ill preludes I produce are smooth they can't be traced or reused, my words like hieroglyphs leavin' even Mayans confused Ease down with all that grillin' just chill and sip on some henny, roll that fat blunt son raw weed yo' I got plenty, Gettin' lifted is a must 'fore proceedin' into the booth, spittin' crazy rhymes causin' corrosion on every tooth, Call me mad-L the blessed I strut gainin' mad respect, when it comes to rhymin' givin' nothing but max percent, I'm settin' trends and conspicuously producin' lyrics, and when ya hear it ya realise y'all whack niggas congeneric, Condescendent when I speak so nigga count ya blessings, my words impressin' yo son raps my proffession, So don't you come at me like ya was vicious or yet malicious, that's a mission even nasa thought was too ambitious, I'll rip ya style so hard causin ya words to bleed, aint no nigga alive is gonna stop me getting this cream WHAT. |
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