The River Songtext
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How the fuck you gonna fuck with me that's the question one peace is the peace you can rest in I will rap like the shit was my invention straight bullet but I hit with intention rock curler scamer got the o donnas pretty hoes with legs like obamas every album I release is like genocide aka pesticide better than the best alive I'm recording with my songs of the Rythm bitch you can't stop me as long as I'm living 13 for a brick I'm on that sorta shit come short with it you in a horror flick it's all g life still smoking peace pipe while I take a nap underneath the street life lookin for Los ? Look for more souljas cause I'll have your peeps looking for closure
Is that what floats in the river , the competition
I told you los was a killa , you wouldn't listen X2
The 600 on 20 inch starfish hallow tip did da rip through your cartilage any ganja any fucking high you know leave them stiff like genes at the dry cleaners and the wife be the light blue dickie pants catch you slippin scope on him as he picks his ass born killa heal wood go getta wave bye as he float down a cold river jack rippa like a jacka worpian I write in pencil this is how a story end rhyme wicked forensic scientific you can't see me dog unless you buy a ticket blunt hittin let the heat up lift em the specifics must be left un written he got a chest full of Nenobroads off spring I'm not a ridge bitch I told you not to cross me
Is that what floats in the river, ? The competition
I told you los was a killa , you wouldn't listen X2
Is that what floats in the river , the competition
I told you los was a killa , you wouldn't listen X2
The 600 on 20 inch starfish hallow tip did da rip through your cartilage any ganja any fucking high you know leave them stiff like genes at the dry cleaners and the wife be the light blue dickie pants catch you slippin scope on him as he picks his ass born killa heal wood go getta wave bye as he float down a cold river jack rippa like a jacka worpian I write in pencil this is how a story end rhyme wicked forensic scientific you can't see me dog unless you buy a ticket blunt hittin let the heat up lift em the specifics must be left un written he got a chest full of Nenobroads off spring I'm not a ridge bitch I told you not to cross me
Is that what floats in the river, ? The competition
I told you los was a killa , you wouldn't listen X2
The 811 runt of the liter look I got legs I am not the presenter momma only got 7 tits that works so I fight everyday just to get me a squirt last name maximums first name blutamuss jackass have me like why did he shoot at us fuck with me it's pain and drama son I will hunt you like your names Osama call me bird watcher you got white breaks I'm Robbin like I'm batmans sidekick everyone telling me stop drop roll but I stay on fire like rasta smoke competition bore me who you suppose to be ? Number one nigga please you ain't close to me get dealt with sleep with the jelly fish have you on some more someone please help me shit
Is that what floats in the river, the competition
I told you los was a killa , you wouldn't listen X2
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(Thanks to Rocky for these lyrics)
Is that what floats in the river, the competition
I told you los was a killa , you wouldn't listen X2
FREE SPM
(Thanks to Rocky for these lyrics)
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