Yell Fire

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yelling fire
cold beat
let this fire pause brains nigga
still greedy
life's still miserable
honor this homey
here i go
it's green smoke with a hope for life to slow
I'm writing some shit with a hope that it can glow
spitting on the right curves to knock the low
I'm like a canister ready to blow
keep my runs up looking where my life got rough
like a shooting star flickering this stuff
This is life Mr.
Some luck that got stuck dumb fuck
for a second or two my life is ready to puff
shine inside with a flame ready to blame
with a tempted body and a soul to claim
empty handed with empty space in heart
enemies numb but still dark in the streets where i left my hock
too damn eluded when the shades that are all polluted
a past that's all saluted so damn rooted
but the melody of rhymes washes the past
true words! I would give up none to last
who would rest with the pain that can rip the chest
what's best? and what's worse?
only a moment can define what's trust
shit's like a tickle of dust
occasional lust from shine to rust
and they all come back when they all do that
i guess life's a circle of pain
yell fire when it's all insane
stay the same, kindness is weak homey just play the game
stay the same homey
you know
yell fire

devil in my punch with a jaw that can crunch
so it's metal for lunch and if you want hearts ya I got a bunch
loveless me the stone heart metal with a loveless beat
so it's my need with a low that can glow my greed
for freedom! who ain't free?
no religion no rules just one god who says 'trust is a tree'
well the roots are strong somehow my days are long
nights are short well in the hood life is hot
when the brain ain't soft I yell fire on the spot
shoot the jewels to make the time stop
rip the rhymes that can pause minds
I bring back times

free mind here
free thoughts
none can pause me, ever
it's life in the streets
dedicated my life to the ones who need me
I' ma live thru shit
I' ma glow thru darkness
Yo it's time to light the darkness

Yell Fire
Peace!

Custom Rap

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Ahan

M O BB D Double E P

R Double E N where my niggaz feelin a 10

it's 1

custom rap ya none

purely streets thats where the holes are dugged in

whole 6 feets

bitches on my click

if yo my chick I'ma make you drip

i move with the animal instincts

I'm a lyrical killer my words are jinx

fuck 45 I'm the link to this terror thing

they gaze with their scopin shit

when i blaze with an open lit

about to blow

yo i roar not like them politic slow

watch me go

hear me when i take a session

it's ya free lesson

i don't make music

i just get doped on a mic

rap alike like them 80's tight

purely opposite of institutional fits

it's offsprings of the late logical hits

my blood is loaded in every rhyme i spit

it's more reputed then what Langston Hughes did

if ya copy me then ya fingerprints be on it

ya shit if you watch me then know that my DNA is on it

keep it real niggaz

custom rap is all like life

this is life you know niggaz you can keep it tight

work on it yo da day and night

when the stage is right get read to fight

custom rap is all like life

I flow from the queens to south

my blood flows from my brain to mouth

I'm lyrical miracle, spiritual vinical

logical superior with this voodoo spit that is imperical

my laugh is hysterical with a load of whip still ruggin literature

coding poetry talking some shit in every joint

holding my pen tight just keeping a grip still spitting light

see i can spit dirty too but the truth ain't clean cause it goes thru

my rhymes burst 40 ounce with a sinical sound

if ya sleep they can make ya bounce it's a bark of a blood hound

custom rap is all like life

this is life you know niggaz you can keep it tight

work on it yo da day and night

when the stage is right get read to fight [X2]

For what i do, and what i write makes no difference

so why wonder when i'll end, prefer time for reference

it's senseless what i write but still no funny stories

I connect hearts with minds when i spit the hoops of glories

I honor fear and I'm da honest here

coding bullshit after bullshit

but still ruggin severe

nigga you can never handle my stuff

take a puff and hear me slow

am I still fast for yo?

then catch my flow like cobra..snatch intro

The hills can’t rise as high as mind elevates

The rivers cant flow as good as the spit debates

I am in a depth of an ocean and notions can’t persist

A coke-head can meditate a symphony that would never exist

People mess around with the wrong shit thinking they can hit and run

Everybody sleeps in a casket not knowing when their life might be done

When I eat bullets, I take them out like the smoke from a pipe.

If ur still for a second I might tattoo ur sole to make u my type

puff life

custom rap is all like life

this is life you know niggaz you can keep it tight

work on it yo da day and night

when the stage is right get read to fight [X2]

custom rap is all like life

custom rap 2009

all my niggaz

keep it real

Brothers

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[ya here?

I'm got you my man

spit ya rhymes

i got the beat

let's go]

more shine is the greed when you shines you need some more

exactly no limit is 100 you can always add and score

[but what's more nigga you can stay humbled and let the fero know

that you can haze but still amaze with a paper, a pencil and burst of ya flow]

yeh nigga! rap is poetry but i acknowledge real life drama

[I know when the spit shines people are paused in coma]

I'm trying to understand the load that life's putting in

and shit to do when the time is gone the sin is in

gota a lot of crap attached to my back

a street pharmacist all my life still getting rugged and attacked

feeding the needs that dripped on a poor mac getting hacked

what the card game fuck is all about the queens and jack

where is the king left out and his soldiers ain't got his back

still a heap of shit cooking back in the hood with a tone that can knock my bones

im still gonna take it as it comes but the question is ...where the fuck they gone?

[I'm still here with ya when ya shine i shine

you and me against the world against the time

who would raise a voice from below is the question

im know the bones out and throw that ass in the ocean

I got ya back]

win or lose nigga but we eventually flop

like a fish out of a pond well there's always a bigger fish so it'll be the shark

like their swords and my hock,

shit's need to sail we gota start from the block

[spirits still here with the blunt still keeping me conscious

i might be dead but I'm with ya and i ma take no nonsense

nigga ya my blood i'll eat ya bullets to heaven

you and me no less, 1 plus 1 equals eleven

you got it right here]

yeh i feel ya when the wind blows and my purple haze compose a shape

ya face still smiling i guess heaven is a blessing still defining ya gaze

and your buddies missing you, some were crap pumped and others are dissin you

i guess the truth is never fare, it's a rare being that would give a fuck to care

you know you're still the one homey

[yeh I know homey

but don't be no emotional being just hustle life and let no notions dream

stay true to ya word and let the corners scream

and when it comes to the bloodsport let no one budge

give a fuck u know you do it right and let lord judge

one life nigga]

I know I know [Don't you fuck it up]

I won't [Straighten your ass]

I got you man [ Straighten up soldier, it's your day, shine in the daylight nigga

you heard it right, you got me, yeh you got me]

I know, I'm ya brother man, we are together

fighting till the end, one blood, right?

[That's right

2009

dedicated to all my brothers

you know I love you

till the end I'll love you

Peace]

Trife Life

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Trife life

early daylight and coke is doping

way more special than the shades of poking

reminiscense of the old times

old minds juggling thru old rhymes

still writing rhymes on the spot

still killing bitch faggots when razor's hot

but I'm not, not god, I'm just a little skiny nigga living for my lotto

4 5 6 just swinging the dice for my shot yo

I'm different swing from a different street

I'm the infamous spitting on a different beat

open ya minds if ya wanna catch me

my legacy is devilish and my memory is patchy

if i don't know you then don't you dare score

I can leave ya busted like the elite famous ex-homes whore

my thoughs are ill nature with a signatured witt

leave ya gustos busted foos F foos hip bows

rip bones when my homes fire stones that are half bricks half cones

leave ya speechless mind open but still reachless

i pitch at a different level, i talk with a differnt devil

i burst a different evil but i live like the same old kanivel

trife life

I'm a situational outburst but my nigga's think that I'm just cursed

fuck thirst I was born thirsty for murders and killings

and bitch niggaz who catch feelings let ya know that i don't burst healings

im stealing when im hugging, ya cold with the level 1 childhood fears

im the old school nighmare still a feared name in my streets that belongs to infedels

blood and sweat mixed in my footprints is coded in hell

you know me well

trife life

I biggie smalls since I need to polish my jewels

Drop the rhymes that breathe the abolished rules

I Gangsta, thug for life, gat in my arm attached to a knife

I bleed when it’s time to kill to hop my life

I Scarface, fuck Ya mayne I’m the legendary Cuban with light skin tan

Kick to ya gut my little friend with a shell drop that would just be ‘Damn’

I street ball niggaz when the street call nigga

I Cop feds move coke and drop heads

Jigger thicker than pump action with Jordans kicking gold diggers

I rob when I hock but when I spark, I just take money and mock

Biggie B’s on thy knees I’m the lead illusionist that started this fleet

I bleed when ya need hell I’ve spend a prison time nickel to a nickel another season

I skimask shit hotter than jihad, al-Qaida by the side of my jump, every reason

I’m da Escobar made by Nassir Jones

I’m da Gangsta, thugging, drinking smoking dodging stones

I’m the ladies man clubbin chrome with a diamond shinning forever

I hustle life, dope the bullet holes and some and move coke

It’s prophesy, I move trees, spin mix-tapes when the music bleeds

Middle finger up has changed rules and it’s a revolution and nothing is bigger

And when my time will come I know the sparks won’t say that god took a good nigga

look

trife life

gold digger nigga

2009 shaping ya bones

flooding ya stones nigga

trife life

yeh hypnotics

pumping, still pumping

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