Mista Manöva
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- 19. August 2000
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a deadly combination you facin my recreation is lacin up new beatz for the streetz you know my steez is like cheeze the hotter the tastier flowin over the music keep growing to fit my measure im throwin´ darts like wu tang you knowin´ nothing is bold ´nuff to hold me my best friend norman bates told me never let no one know your power, clever, bet no one will take shower if i´m known beeing around i chase your ass like the pound not that of weed but the dog you will be drowned in the fog to the river now you shiver my lyrics come like fist in your liver now you pissed and you quiver. for sure they spotted me rotten to the core you see when i come you´ll better flee or i´ll sting you like a bee my rhymes come fly you see roger-rap-it like funk D-O-C never seen before like epmd on the mic i´m venomous spit A-C-I-D so back off and hold on,gee
i spit flames leave emcees burnt like L.A. fire desaster change styles so much faster make you say damn that kid´s a blaster straight outta du-town
i come and twist my voice to different notes listen me gives a **** about the quotes, the selling gross and all that shit
that´s not the style that i am wit´
that´s not the way that i live kid
i love to rap because of it
cuz i like writtin´ rhymes on papers
being competition to all ya fakers
armed with my pen and with my thoughts i fly sky high just like the hawks heavy artillery aims to broad you enlarge your horizon
i teach you today so stop that fightin´
the tables turnt you,still, haven´t learnt now i´m in charge like mr. burns you´re smithers man so kiss my ass i´ll do the bartman on your ass while you be dreamin´ ´bout greener grass, new obstacles that i surpass be miles ahead of all you faggs no style emcees out there
like the truth to moulder don´t YOU know boy i am the holder and you got nothing to mention here i release some tension to your ear suggest you better step to the rear cuz now i´m here stopped drinkin beer now thoughts are clear that bring you fear of rhymin´rhymes cuz in these times many start talking while learning walking. Peace MM
i spit flames leave emcees burnt like L.A. fire desaster change styles so much faster make you say damn that kid´s a blaster straight outta du-town
i come and twist my voice to different notes listen me gives a **** about the quotes, the selling gross and all that shit
that´s not the style that i am wit´
that´s not the way that i live kid
i love to rap because of it
cuz i like writtin´ rhymes on papers
being competition to all ya fakers
armed with my pen and with my thoughts i fly sky high just like the hawks heavy artillery aims to broad you enlarge your horizon
i teach you today so stop that fightin´
the tables turnt you,still, haven´t learnt now i´m in charge like mr. burns you´re smithers man so kiss my ass i´ll do the bartman on your ass while you be dreamin´ ´bout greener grass, new obstacles that i surpass be miles ahead of all you faggs no style emcees out there
like the truth to moulder don´t YOU know boy i am the holder and you got nothing to mention here i release some tension to your ear suggest you better step to the rear cuz now i´m here stopped drinkin beer now thoughts are clear that bring you fear of rhymin´rhymes cuz in these times many start talking while learning walking. Peace MM