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Crime Shame Fools Act the Same

I'm a Kool g rockin' coogis poppin' coochies Haters get murked like Colhese my rap lease Debutin' numero uno the heavy weight sumo   Born on Jupiter raised on Earth my heart's colder than Pluto Mic judo flows stickin' of ya corticals Check me in the articles I be the broken particle Of the universal ya need rehearsal fuck goin' commerical I lay raps like a hearse flow for rappers funeral I a criminal none keep gats by the abdominal rhymin' phenomenal the mighty Apollo Blazin' my cocoa flippin' crime like Bardellino One luv to my nino got it locked like a Vegas casino We checkin' ya dough at the front door so stop ya show Fronting and stunting once my nines get the hunting Bullets spikin' like kickers punting raw taunting Game hungriest similiar to the lochness Mon-star far from subpar rhymes ride bizzare A pharcyde takin' ya into a spiritual homicide converged to the angelic hide Still a crime shame all of 'em say the same Thing flexin' diamonds on they pinky rings yet another sad soul that sings sub siblings To the underworld debators contract initiator so you can create a Pace between the stage and the audience face Fuck that rather keep a gat tucked in the front or the back With wisdom to rack Imagine that fools breakin' for stats? see where my heart at? Diggin' reachin' into the minds of the youth with the brutal truths Chippin' my tooth From killin' booths once I plot ya will ya loose bringin' the ghetto blues and cruising booze Still a sober jealous God am I call me Jehovah Tactics of a Cobra one strike it's over Venomous ridiculous hataz so conspicuous Hatin' us only to anger my artillery surplus and who bust? More rounds than Matt Dillion coatin' ya brains With my lyrical penicillin stealin' Back the spotlight Catch the bright sunshine that stares into my mind A Pharoah prophecy laid in the back of me Head til I touch my final resting bed I'll embed The realist shit ya ever heard shooting a bird To all my enemies I blast at 'em with as the bullets herd
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Written by
Ru7hl355_Gangsta
26 / M
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Aug 29, 2018
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