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Grand Closing

Contributed by Metikulus on Thursday, 4th January 2007 @ 06:45:41 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

I'm blowing O's from thick cigarette smoke
Sittin back bout to light up a blunt and toke
I'm bout to give you something hard, just don't choke
I aint no joke, I hope my boat stays afloat
If it don't you'll be layin face down in a moat
Wit a Buck Fifty (150) across your throat
And I aint talkin about money
I could have you hung like Saddam Hussein
It's kinda funny, I'm way off the chain
But I have the composure to regain me flame
I'ma black jean fan, green cream fan
Blue, yellow, red, orange pills in my system man
It's my new cocktail instead of smokin rock now
You better watch out, I aint in the mood to be tested
Or catch a case and get arrested
So I do what I gotta do to protest it
You think you got me won I'm the best kid
I just did this whole verse yo, Didn't even curse yo
I guess I'm ready for the hearse, NO
I'm a keep livin through these words yo
I'm a mixologist with words
I'm bartendin you birds
Pushin E on the curnb, I watch and observe
For the police with the nerve who try to stop my serve
Hustle and flow, I just want the whole world to know
That I can not stop or quit
I'll make the best outta life and the cards I was dealt wit
I'm a bright shinning star
Wether you see it up close or it's behind the clouds afar
I'm a X-oholic all I do is pop E
You aint doing nothing to stop me
I'm on a roll and I'm not talkin bout butter
You talkin tough trash I'll see you dead in the gutter
Right behind the trash cans, you put out on the curb for trash man
Its the Grand Closing I aint got nothin to say but man I aint Loosing
Man I'm tired of you witches, I just wait for the day you fall over from twitchin
Cuz you aint feelin my flow, you get a versitile blow against the side of your brain
From the sounds of my controversial voice ya'll didn't know
So here's a toast to the end, I boast but don't pretend
I mend matters at worse, instead of puttin them in a body bag and dumping it in a hearse

Copyright © Metikulus ... [ 2007-01-04 18:45:41]
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