Post by StAtE KING™ on Jul 19, 2007 6:50:55 GMT -4
www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=714852
MY song is "PAULS DEATH"
the other is for RapFlava
[glow=red,2,300]LYRICS FOR ME:
if we were playin pro ball, ud be throwin up enuff bricks
to build the whole wall down deep in china dawg//
and i aint playin even with ya, you'll surely fall
i aint holdin you up no more, i aint your cleanin dawg//
........im towerin the game
u cant even fuck wit me cuz ur a lame//
im towerin, so fuck an eiffel
i got a rifle, that'll make u die from a wrong move like corey lidle*//
i suprised u dude....
and im murderin you and your entire crew//
westate is mine, thats why im the administrator
you cant mess with me, ur just a dumb hater//
i spray'd ya, across the floor(flow)
Paulwall fuckin wit me? u already know...//
hes done so stick a fork in em
and thats how i do, bloody up his denims//[/glow]
*Corey Lidle was the pitcher for the New York Yankees that died in the plane crash that occurred from "pilot error"*
PAULS LYRICS
yo bitch im hittin this track, its 2:30 in the mornin
str8 up 2:30 and im still recordin//
so surely make this short then, just like your life expectancy
so when its fight im provoking
hopeless cuz when i cut your neck you bleed//
muthafucka set this shit up on rf then put it on my feed??//
thats only 20 seconds and i got 40 more to go
this katt fuckin with me is somethin he dont even need to know//
he get hit twice with the fist, bust him in his lip
fix your snaggle tooth bitch//
heard your girl was fat ho, heard she be sellin coke on the corner dogg, u a faggot cuz haha....//
i didnt have to ryhme i just diss you and i'll still win this battle
i hurt you, my music whoop your ass with a fuckin paddle...//
(someone in background says, "make ya head rattle")
make ya head rattle,
keep u rattled up like some cattle, and im still down to battle//
[glow=red,2,300]1st to 3 votes wins[/glow]
MY song is "PAULS DEATH"
the other is for RapFlava
[glow=red,2,300]LYRICS FOR ME:
if we were playin pro ball, ud be throwin up enuff bricks
to build the whole wall down deep in china dawg//
and i aint playin even with ya, you'll surely fall
i aint holdin you up no more, i aint your cleanin dawg//
........im towerin the game
u cant even fuck wit me cuz ur a lame//
im towerin, so fuck an eiffel
i got a rifle, that'll make u die from a wrong move like corey lidle*//
i suprised u dude....
and im murderin you and your entire crew//
westate is mine, thats why im the administrator
you cant mess with me, ur just a dumb hater//
i spray'd ya, across the floor(flow)
Paulwall fuckin wit me? u already know...//
hes done so stick a fork in em
and thats how i do, bloody up his denims//[/glow]
*Corey Lidle was the pitcher for the New York Yankees that died in the plane crash that occurred from "pilot error"*
PAULS LYRICS
yo bitch im hittin this track, its 2:30 in the mornin
str8 up 2:30 and im still recordin//
so surely make this short then, just like your life expectancy
so when its fight im provoking
hopeless cuz when i cut your neck you bleed//
muthafucka set this shit up on rf then put it on my feed??//
thats only 20 seconds and i got 40 more to go
this katt fuckin with me is somethin he dont even need to know//
he get hit twice with the fist, bust him in his lip
fix your snaggle tooth bitch//
heard your girl was fat ho, heard she be sellin coke on the corner dogg, u a faggot cuz haha....//
i didnt have to ryhme i just diss you and i'll still win this battle
i hurt you, my music whoop your ass with a fuckin paddle...//
(someone in background says, "make ya head rattle")
make ya head rattle,
keep u rattled up like some cattle, and im still down to battle//
[glow=red,2,300]1st to 3 votes wins[/glow]