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Date: 2004-03-22 09:18:21

Comment:

this is my first rap ive ever made so hopefully i might get paid. ok here we go

i study rapping like a rhym, looking like i need  a big hit doesnt mean i wanna join with clipse or get a brand new ride,
only time will tell, selling cds like there gonna sell. one more thing god can i gotta hell no? well there still gonna sell so you might as well
put me your hell oops i forgot im here can you hear the church bells.

ding dong

you wishfull thinking was  thinking all  wrong, well half n half just like hell , ladies in  thongs makes me wanna sing shame coz im not made of bling bling
see this is the part that i tell you your wrong, we work like your slaves and you feel mighty, strong
theres no right in wrong so please tell me god what i gotta do to make a place my home  

im feeling like a god when im spitting out lyrics if you listen close enough  it will make you all histeric, coz im dissin all of you cinics
none of this bitch nonsense- or- guns full - of - shit - content  
im a white- welsh- sheep- shagging- gagging- nothing- else- to- say- but- im- straining- while- im- writing- this- new- song-
-i -dont- know- how- long- i -can- hold- on.

but, theres a thought for all you punks sitting outside there smoking skunk ,
THINK OF ME the little white killer watch the shit hit the fan like micheal from thriller
peace all im out,
i aint got nothing else to shout about