The pleasure was yours!
Hwarang Is the animation of charismatic statues His belt is full of anthrax packed in capsules Pull his t-shirt up: a map of africa is tattooed I jack-pot like your local Casino's cashroll Full of humanity like a cannibal's asshole On a spree like an average Joe with Amex Gold Lyricism is a pitstop on the highway of hiphop And my ambition points towards the sky... like my fist does I had a destiny to skillfully fullfill It was God's will But some fuckers are always tryna iceskate uphill "Big words this and that", stupidity plus roughnecks "The Hwarang Syndrome" is merely divinity in a nutshell ... I won't make a boohoo bye bye-song like GAIA did I rather destroy my community like Watts riots did That's me, young, cocky, hardcore throwing battleraps Respect the elite and being arrogant towards the talentless ... A few months ago I read a ML-wackass text .. And haven't stopped laughing yet Don't even try it, I'd back up spex... Anek! I know you're hiding undercover like during your bedtime Think you're making headlines, cos you rebel against a website?! That's a good life you got there.. Fegon.. Seriously 49 replies for an average ass lyric While spex threads die in a matter of minutes There is something wrong, when a stupid song Die last like Kublai Khan.. Fuck it, let's move along Crew, I respect you, but dickrhyders aside.. You're surpassed You couldn't get your come-back if you begged the spermbank Done with you, you could never withstand rhymes that reckless Now all I've got to do is buy NoNobody a diamond neckless (You and me baby!) Cutie pie, look out for an open love letter Komik, Break loose from ML, you honestly deserve better Not trying to condescend, but you created an awful trend I'm not telling you that as a lyricist, but as a friend. You are both aces in my book, Gaia and spex You've got my attention and my undying respect Like an overdose I leave you comatosed Who's with me?! Let's blow this joint! A laughing killer with little remorse inside A drunk ass mofo with middlefingers towards the sky A misunderstood genius! A bare knuckle fighter! Way to go! You just lost your toughtest writer! Effecting the cause for every second that's lost Weapons go off, records are bought... My lession is taught. The pleasure was yours! Peace..
Me? What? naw, I'm the kid closing curtains Perfect? No, I'm a brew slamming guy with a purpose http://www.thewrestlinggame.com/wg.asp?w=110101
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