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Borderline Revolution Of The Open Mind	Gepost door Borderline op dinsdag 31-10-2006 om 01:40:49
	De Consequentie/Death Camp, same thing. Hieronder een verse van een nieuw nummer, feedback zou ZEER worden gewaardeerd. Ramblings Of A Drug Fiend (A Hiphop Story) Back as host haunt the game with crack and ghosts Don't bragg and boast though I'm less wack then most Whack you right in the throat for some smack and coke I'm not black fuck stacks ain't shit but deadbeat broke You fed the street jokes spread cheats as you spoke Bred heat and choked ending up with the threat of a stroke While I shred for something to smoke Chronic gained My raps fast as Sonic leaving you with chronic pain Stomach ache sick of your bullshit and comic ways It's no laughing matter this is Hiphop graphing matters B-Boys scattered all over the floor like loose chatter Predict bad weather see the darkness approaching Harvest sad thoughts psychology 101 it's a pro thing Lie and make apologies manipulate everyone in sight In Pro Wrestling I'd stipulate no rope barbed wire fights Grow dope start fires at night tag GG Allin on the walls You be sellin' Mixtapes and all I'm getting ready for brawls Steady get hit in the face and fall down such a huge clown If I was rich call me Scrooge now screw you leave town Please don't make a sound be scared I'm like Steve Brown [ Dit bericht is gewijzigd door op 31-10-2006 @ 02:20:19 ]
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