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es ist auf infamous...1 ma darfst du noch raten 
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You never know when you gonna get wet
cause mad clowns be catchin back with the teck just to get a rep
And some of my peeps is still in the game
sellin cane and this is what you gonna do to maintain
The Saga begins, i´m a reflection of the drama within, the ghetto, i live in
I'm like the jackal, when I attack you die from gat wounds
Frank Nitty couldn't do it that smooth
Life's a bitch, I'm the pimp, you own Mad Duke's crew
Yo, visualize Mahdi as a shorty Fidel Castro
Snotty nose, nappy afro
Never realized in due time what I would have, though, yo
Before I spit at a ho I used to bag up blow
Niggas get paid and say **** the hood, no, its **** you bitchass toller Typ, ya heard?, if they get robbed and murdered they deserve it
5 things in my past that i never forget, when i last when i die young i never give up
We got four pound chest naked running through the block
When it's on who really gives a **** about the cops
When a toller Typ owe you knots he bound to get drop
Moms crying cause her little son got shot
If this´s war say no more, toller Typ handle your biz, protect your moms, wifes and kids
Remember the days in my youth, bust my first nut at a projectroof
I´m goin blastin, takin my enemies wid me and if not they scarred so they will never forget me, lord forgive me the hennessy got me not knowin how to act
In the land of the free and the home of the brave i still feel like a slave,my heart is dark like a batcave, dont cry, dry your eye, we all gon die, but i´m gonna die fly
you cryin cause you broke from the projects, thats not pain thats emotion yous a bitch
Mahdi, spray shots from a CL droptree, i see all ya niggas in hell before ya stop me
my niggas be dem niggas, comin in the club, smack drunk bitches on they asses, lookin for somethin to ****
My Tears fall on this paper as i write this rhyme, it´s like somewhere in my life a part of me died, and thru my eyes of forgotten pain, rotten vein, runnin from flames
It´s real my mom shot dope in her veine, pops layin the clouds took a shot in the brain
In my eyesight, seein' white lights, my life flashes
Funny, how these niggaz tried to murder my ass
They set me up, like we never did dirt in the past
and ICU, sign myself out the hospital fast
Handle my handle, my man's pull up, guns in his stash
Loaded weapons on the Grand Central, hit the hood in 60 seconds
****, niggaz slept on the God, like I was never reppin'
Make a right, 40th Ave., that's when I smile and laugh
Load my techs three quarters down, that's when the guns blast
Black glove, black mask, rappidly buckin
Love is love, niggaz guns blowin, homie its nothin
Got these cowards hoppin over fences, runnin and duckin
Four pound, have them chokin on blood, huggin the ground
When my niggaz grabbed both arms and turned him around
Looked him in his eyes, cocked back and finally laced him
Coward ass, I'm a lay em fast, send him to Satan (sorry der vers is allgemein zu geil um nur eine line zu posten )
reicht oder?
cause mad clowns be catchin back with the teck just to get a rep
And some of my peeps is still in the game
sellin cane and this is what you gonna do to maintain
The Saga begins, i´m a reflection of the drama within, the ghetto, i live in
I'm like the jackal, when I attack you die from gat wounds
Frank Nitty couldn't do it that smooth
Life's a bitch, I'm the pimp, you own Mad Duke's crew
Yo, visualize Mahdi as a shorty Fidel Castro
Snotty nose, nappy afro
Never realized in due time what I would have, though, yo
Before I spit at a ho I used to bag up blow
Niggas get paid and say **** the hood, no, its **** you bitchass toller Typ, ya heard?, if they get robbed and murdered they deserve it
5 things in my past that i never forget, when i last when i die young i never give up
We got four pound chest naked running through the block
When it's on who really gives a **** about the cops
When a toller Typ owe you knots he bound to get drop
Moms crying cause her little son got shot
If this´s war say no more, toller Typ handle your biz, protect your moms, wifes and kids
Remember the days in my youth, bust my first nut at a projectroof
I´m goin blastin, takin my enemies wid me and if not they scarred so they will never forget me, lord forgive me the hennessy got me not knowin how to act
In the land of the free and the home of the brave i still feel like a slave,my heart is dark like a batcave, dont cry, dry your eye, we all gon die, but i´m gonna die fly
you cryin cause you broke from the projects, thats not pain thats emotion yous a bitch
Mahdi, spray shots from a CL droptree, i see all ya niggas in hell before ya stop me
my niggas be dem niggas, comin in the club, smack drunk bitches on they asses, lookin for somethin to ****
My Tears fall on this paper as i write this rhyme, it´s like somewhere in my life a part of me died, and thru my eyes of forgotten pain, rotten vein, runnin from flames
It´s real my mom shot dope in her veine, pops layin the clouds took a shot in the brain
In my eyesight, seein' white lights, my life flashes
Funny, how these niggaz tried to murder my ass
They set me up, like we never did dirt in the past
and ICU, sign myself out the hospital fast
Handle my handle, my man's pull up, guns in his stash
Loaded weapons on the Grand Central, hit the hood in 60 seconds
****, niggaz slept on the God, like I was never reppin'
Make a right, 40th Ave., that's when I smile and laugh
Load my techs three quarters down, that's when the guns blast
Black glove, black mask, rappidly buckin
Love is love, niggaz guns blowin, homie its nothin
Got these cowards hoppin over fences, runnin and duckin
Four pound, have them chokin on blood, huggin the ground
When my niggaz grabbed both arms and turned him around
Looked him in his eyes, cocked back and finally laced him
Coward ass, I'm a lay em fast, send him to Satan (sorry der vers is allgemein zu geil um nur eine line zu posten
)reicht oder?
Tragedy Khadafi????
Und mal wieder n bisschen was einfacheres:
A brainiac, with a cranium packed, full of more uranium
than a maniac Saudi Arabian
A highly combustible head, spazmatic
strapped to a Kraftmatic adjustable bed
Laid up in the hospital in critical condition
I flatlined; jumped up and ran from the mortician
High speed, IV full of thai weed
Lookin Chinese, with my knees stuck together like siamese
twins, joined at the groin like lesbians
Uhh, pins and needles, hypodermic needles and pins
I hope God forgives me for my sins -- it probably all depends
on if I keep on killin my girlfriends
Und mal wieder n bisschen was einfacheres:
A brainiac, with a cranium packed, full of more uranium
than a maniac Saudi Arabian
A highly combustible head, spazmatic
strapped to a Kraftmatic adjustable bed
Laid up in the hospital in critical condition
I flatlined; jumped up and ran from the mortician
High speed, IV full of thai weed
Lookin Chinese, with my knees stuck together like siamese
twins, joined at the groin like lesbians
Uhh, pins and needles, hypodermic needles and pins
I hope God forgives me for my sins -- it probably all depends
on if I keep on killin my girlfriends
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Original geschrieben von ThiefInDaNight
You never know when you gonna get wet
cause mad clowns be catchin back with the teck just to get a rep
Big L - Street Struck
And some of my peeps is still in the game
sellin cane and this is what you gonna do to maintain
Big L - Street Struck
The Saga begins, i´m a reflection of the drama within, the ghetto, i live in
Cormega - The Saga
I'm like the jackal, when I attack you die from gat wounds
Frank Nitty couldn't do it that smooth
Life's a bitch, I'm the pimp, you own Mad Duke's crew
Cormega - You dont want it
Yo, visualize Mahdi as a shorty Fidel Castro
Snotty nose, nappy afro
Never realized in due time what I would have, though, yo
Before I spit at a ho I used to bag up blow
Cormega & Tragedy Khadafi - They forced my hand
Niggas get paid and say **** the hood, no, its **** you bitchass toller Typ, ya heard?, if they get robbed and murdered they deserve it
Screwball - FAYBAN
5 things in my past that i never forget, when i last when i die young i never give up
Infamous Mobb - Special Edition
We got four pound chest naked running through the block
When it's on who really gives a **** about the cops
When a toller Typ owe you knots he bound to get drop
Moms crying cause her little son got shot
Infamous Mobb - Reality Rap ft. Blitz, Kaos & Uno Dos
If this´s war say no more, toller Typ handle your biz, protect your moms, wifes and kids
Infamous Mobb - War
Remember the days in my youth, bust my first nut at a projectroof
Intelligent Hoodlum Tragedy - Grandgroove
I´m goin blastin, takin my enemies wid me and if not they scarred so they will never forget me, lord forgive me the hennessy got me not knowin how to act
Mobb Deep - Survival of the fittest
In the land of the free and the home of the brave i still feel like a slave,my heart is dark like a batcave, dont cry, dry your eye, we all gon die, but i´m gonna die fly
Nine - Make or take ft. Smoothe Da Hustla
you cryin cause you broke from the projects, thats not pain thats emotion yous a bitch
Prodigy - You can never feel my pain
Mahdi, spray shots from a CL droptree, i see all ya niggas in hell before ya stop me
Screwball ft. Tragedy Khadafi - Too High, Too Low
my niggas be dem niggas, comin in the club, smack drunk bitches on they asses, lookin for somethin to ****
Screwball - My Niggas
My Tears fall on this paper as i write this rhyme, it´s like somewhere in my life a part of me died, and thru my eyes of forgotten pain, rotten vein, runnin from flames
Tragedy Khadafi - Permantently Scarred
It´s real my mom shot dope in her veine, pops layin the clouds took a shot in the brain
Tragedy Khadafi - Walk with me
In my eyesight, seein' white lights, my life flashes
Funny, how these niggaz tried to murder my ass
They set me up, like we never did dirt in the past
and ICU, sign myself out the hospital fast
Handle my handle, my man's pull up, guns in his stash
Loaded weapons on the Grand Central, hit the hood in 60 seconds
****, niggaz slept on the God, like I was never reppin'
Make a right, 40th Ave., that's when I smile and laugh
Load my techs three quarters down, that's when the guns blast
Black glove, black mask, rappidly buckin
Love is love, niggaz guns blowin, homie its nothin
Got these cowards hoppin over fences, runnin and duckin
Four pound, have them chokin on blood, huggin the ground
When my niggaz grabbed both arms and turned him around
Looked him in his eyes, cocked back and finally laced him
Coward ass, I'm a lay em fast, send him to Satan (sorry der vers is allgemein zu geil um nur eine line zu posten
Tragedy Khadafi - Neva die alone pt2
reicht oder?
ich lös ma auf ihr trantüten
ja ich hab nen tragedyfetisch
Original geschrieben von ThiefInDaNight
ich lös ma auf ihr trantüten
ja ich hab nen tragedyfetisch
Boah bin ich behämmert ich hab wirklich gedacht das wär 1 text und hab mich schon immer gefragt wenn ich das gelesen hab:
das kennste doch aber nur die 2 Zeilen????
Und warum das alles keinen Gesamtsinn ergab???
da haste uns aber ganz schön viele aufgetischt. vielleicht nächstes Mal ein bisschen wohldosierter, du willst uns ja nicht überfordern.
"sex in the 90s without a rubber, yo dat's dead
i like skinny bitches but ***** looks lika a crack head"
"ich verkörper das fading zwischen guter moral und assozial"
"am anfang kann man, alles ist offen, offen ist hoffen, hoffen heißt offenheit für betroffenheit"
"i rip you off leave you in the desert til the vultures strip your corpse
then rape your ****in wife until my dick is soft"
i like skinny bitches but ***** looks lika a crack head"
"ich verkörper das fading zwischen guter moral und assozial"
"am anfang kann man, alles ist offen, offen ist hoffen, hoffen heißt offenheit für betroffenheit"
"i rip you off leave you in the desert til the vultures strip your corpse
then rape your ****in wife until my dick is soft"
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If not, get with **********
I got clips to lift a van, flip a van
Shit, they can kick the can
This cat think he sling
Cause he got a pinky ring
Rinky-dink diamonds, they don't even make your pinky bling//
yüahr
I got clips to lift a van, flip a van
Shit, they can kick the can
This cat think he sling
Cause he got a pinky ring
Rinky-dink diamonds, they don't even make your pinky bling//
yüahr