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Natalia mushara Jul 2015
Jealousy, wha is it?
Jealous *******'s with dolla Bill's try to throw out a krispy one hundreds, but dose boy's not fooling ma self.
Jealousy, like reely wha is it?
Women trying to purposeful to hurte us.
And when dey Kant get what dey want
Dey throw out jealous merda,? Like OK
Merda yuo throw
I jus ignore da hata's and playa's.
Natalia mushara Aug 2015
Playa hatas gon be playa hatas
Jus how da game work
There always playa hatas
uh strippin' ya titles n fame
Ya got no game shame I had to show up in flame
burn every last one of y'all til a single grain
snorts of ******* to rush into my brain
gives me crazy pump
like kriss kross I'll make ya jump
got ya body arched like camel humps smokin' punks like a smoke blunts pull stunts more than steevo straight evil
ya can peep me on underground radios
**** mainstream and pipe dreams
make this ***** jalel sings
more than crows gathered around for the wicked sound
body molded to th ground for tryna step to Htown fools drown
with no water slaughter
Like shots from a thousand mortars
got bids on the Satan's daughter's
ya need to get smarter y'all fallen like denzel welcome to yosef cell no bail no fairytales as I silence ya yell
from my lyrical gat that goes through ya medulla oblungata
got more ranks than shabba mister lover lover undercover like brother as I smother
ya baby mama and ya mother like no other duck her with no rubbers
cut into ya head piece like cookie cutters
see ya in sta sta sta studder
yosef be hoppin' like hoes like mudd rudders
straight from the gutters
I got rhymes for days that's was displayed before even my rhymes was said
plus **** what ya said
I'll  leave ya dome open like a Sun roof
catch. spoof off my tactics
my lyrics be more controversial than the gulf tonka make ya wonder magnificent blunders sound the thunders
once yosef grabs the Mic enticing brawls under heat lights
sweatin' cuz I'm a threat ending ya fate and might uh

Just like i told ya ya can't stop the reign
as i bring the pain more than major playa hatas
move over theres a new sheriff in town puff by the pound
its goin' down in htown time to ****** crowns
off unknown clowns whos rounds
ain't hittin' nothin' but air as i heir
the rhymes from my hip hop ancestry
like i said who spit it better than me
****** is what i write
check the obituary even burn ya cemetery
while enemies stay worried i stay buried
with rhymes that pull like tech 9s through ya mind
as ya touch the flat line
give em pump up so he get the adrenaline up
only to get knocked the ****** up
by the mister evil sinister preach lyrics as a minister
this ain't the last inning
we goin' all out til we fall out got guns that clear the skies out
nuclear blast spin around emceez like taz hit ya with jazz razzamatazz
that's the sounds of gats bustin' that ***
left ya body soakin' breath chokin' hopin'
to make it but can't shake it as i mold it then break it
like my last drip a *** i shake it
til its nothing left cook up these lyrics like a chef
even make ears open of the deaf
cuz my lyrics be so powerful irresistible hard for ya know to go
and bob ya head to my **** i hit like rockets outta space
loose ya paper chase for tryna step into yosefs face
with that disgrace that ******* you call hip hop?
i got heat tha'tll make ya lip lock hip go hippy to the hop
naw talkin' sugar hill deliver more dead than clothes to Goodwill
we ***** as the Goodfellas knockin' tailfeathers money come like atm tellers
no pin toxic rhymes poisonous as donna,bella
Lyricist diss a ***** named Ill
Just like i told ya
ya can't stop the reign as i bring the pain
more than major playa hatas
move over theres a new sheriff in town
puff by the pound its goin' down in htown
time to ****** crowns off unknown clowns whos rounds
ain't hittin' nothin' but air as i heir
the rhymes from my hip hop ancestry
like i said who spit it better than me
****** is what i write check the obituary even burn ya cemetery
while enemies stay worried i stay buried
with rhymes that pull like tech 9s through ya mind
as ya touch the flat line
give em pump up so he get the adrenaline
up only to get knocked the ****** up
by the mister evil sinister preach lyrics as a minister
this ain't the last inning we goin' all out til we fall out
got guns that clear the skies out
nuclear blast spin around emceez like taz hit ya with jazz razzamatazz
that's the sounds of gats bustin' that ***
left ya body soakin' breath chokin' hopin'
to make it but can't shake it as i mold it then break it
like my last drip a *** i shake it
til its nothing left cook up these lyrics like a chef
even make ears open of the deaf
cuz my lyrics be so powerful irresistible hard for ya know to go
and bob ya head to my **** i hit like rockets
outta space loose ya paper chase
for tryna step into yosefs face with that disgrace
that ******* you call hip hop? i got heat tha'tll make ya lip lock
hip go hippy to the hop nawnot talkin' sugar hill
deliver more dead than clothes to Goodwill
we ***** as the Goodfellas
knockin' tailfeathers money come like atm tellers
no pin codes toxic rhymes poisonous as donna,bella




**** your stocks and bonds we score buckets plus and ones
money by the ton pack more Steele than Remington
still reigning as champion slappin' youngin's
like this chick I knew named jalel made em sign his weak will
didn't know the feel til he had to deal
with yosef bustin' more shots than Kobe ya owe me
ya flow is weak and non threatening as I swing
on vocal chords Words sharp as a sword I be the rap Lord
respect ya sire ya smoking to much fire get rolled on like tires consequences be dire as I rewire the game got ya trippin on cordless wires Mic plugged into the amplifiers
once I spit on tracks its magic like bird n Jordan's in eighties classic
****** hawks the late night ya need to flow right cuz ya losing sight circling the drain going insane against ya grain leave ya bloodstains
on ya window pane couldn't stand the rain
It'll take years for ya just to drain yosef be insane sleepless and vain
cocky but not sloppy my flows penetrate like tv's to mind state
it's too late to redeem yaself just **** ya self a
nd leave the rappin' to me
I'll beat ya worse than Troy back in BC
boooyahh!
Natalia mushara Jul 2015
Shake dat Hart
Like a dancing bafoon
Shake dat Hart
Kus I needs it to
Sum be jealus
Dey fake demselfs
Dey live like hatas
Convincing demself
These weak muthaphuckaz always wanna test me
I'll leave em with more snipes than Wesley
Body black as can be from the bullets that flee
And free into ya mind I'm on my grind only to incline
Suckas who hate I'm ending they timelines my **** always rewind
Constant repeat leave ****** with stiff feet
Flows concrete moves like mystique
My style unique catch a sneek of the grim reap
Gun streak I'm living untouchable Elliot ness style
So what I'm foul hit em.like Freddie Foxx
Go hoes on my **** and hatas wanna ****
My stello but **** what you stand for too *******
Artist regardless who ain't feeling this
I let em tongue kiss the luger so you'll reminisce
On a memory make em sing higher octaves than Minnie
Riperton I'm ripping dons for fun much pun
Intended fools can't understand it quake the planet
They say goddamit that ***** Tut keep jamming
This is the new hood anthem ghost as a phantom
Keep higher notes than an opera break em off proper
Putting in work harder than Spike Lee did for Sally...

Yo curses get reversed back slave whips
Crackin' backs I'm all that the man in black
Killin' these tracks with graphical stats imagine that?
Me loosing a battle these ****** undercover tattlers
Game straddlers hit 'em with the heated rattler
Snake bite it's poisonous trust they bite the dust
Ashes to ashes yo its a must I crush
All these weakling undercover siblings guns firing
Without hiring that means ya been unemployed
Now you six feet deep body retiring
Early While I'm admiring **** all over your grave
Im tactlin' Judas sitting at the last supper
Jesus Christ these haters game terminator
Comin' back on the third day rose from the tombstone
With my twins AKs making early doomsday
So **** what a critic say to hell is where they lay
Incredible with the hulk I'm banning
Fools swear they be waving cannons
But only they hands raising giving praises
To the man in the sky enlighten ya third eye
Leave a permanent sty break ya wings
so ya can't fly off into the blue sky
So try
Me if ya wanna I gas fools like Tony Montana
Scarin' ya face wreck any place deaden your pace
Toxic as waste so bring ya vendettas only to
Yourself laced yo it's guns you finna taste...

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