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Old 05-02-2008, 12:30 PM
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Join Date: Mar 2006
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Well here I am, so baked I can barely keep my eyes open, and walking is basically impossible, but that could be the oxy's fault as well. So I'm writin raps, jus fuckin around. Some ar gorey stories bout the thug life (based on stories I heard from the homies), others 'preach' peace and positive vibes.

I cant wait to read this tomorrow morning haha. Ill post one at a time. Sorry if they make no sense or are jus hella dummy, they're rough drafts, and I already forgot what I wrote, so it should be interesting. Ill write some more too, why the hell not. haha



"Rollin from the hood, finna re-up on my sack
quality way higher than good, in the trunk of the 'lac
if you could, I know you would cop this dank, crank, n smack
***** knock on wood, don't try n jack *****, I always pack

I got more heat than Death Valley, california
mid-summer, record breaking temps, ***** don't say I aint warned ya,
Got enough guns n ammo, for a large army, so fuck george doubleya
War on drugs, war for oil, your a greedy fuck aint ya?

Still 20 minutes til I get back home,
red n blues in the mirror, should I pull or stash the chrome?
Dough nut stuffed pig in blue, a .50 cal to the dome,
smash the pedal to the metal, and dial out on my phone

Homie answers the celly, lives about a mile away,
says park in the side garage, I can lay low for some days,
empty the trunk, stash the duffel bag in the room were Ill stay,
I answer to no one, I'm godless, there's no reason to pray

So I break the golden rule of slangin that high quality dope,
get high on your supply? Nope, nope
But homeboy had a pizzo, i filled the globe full'a Hope,
twist the glass, til I'm spun, ***** this how I cope

So all in all I still got away,
QP of dope, a pound of ice, and 10 pounds of Hay
test it, bag it, and slang from L.A. to The Bay,
an if you got a problem, wont hesitate to leave ya ass to decay

It's been a month, since that pig took his final stand,
you can say I 'took the law into my own hands'
full security at the crib, got every corner manned
with fully auto weapons, powered off the Adrenaline Gland

Cuz once the rush or adrenaline circulates through ya veins,
euphoria, but hella shaky, time to spark up The Jane,
calms my nerves, the anxiety, and even the pain,
shoot on sight my *****'s, This is the Norteno Reign"


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