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Coli Freestyle Weekend
- Thread starter FrederickDouglas
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010101
C L O N E*0690//////
it's lit like bic
spliffs lit off the thousand dollar candles
I'm not sane
so i tend to ramble
and i reason non- linear
you can't feel me
but know the truth is getting clearer
and the stones are getting clearer
and the opps are starting to clear up
pull the clear dino up to the lear so i can clear out
ash the dope over city lights but never looked down
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spliffs lit off the thousand dollar candles
I'm not sane
so i tend to ramble
and i reason non- linear
you can't feel me
but know the truth is getting clearer
and the stones are getting clearer
and the opps are starting to clear up
pull the clear dino up to the lear so i can clear out
ash the dope over city lights but never looked down
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Taadow
The StarchBishopโข๏ธ
He gots lyrics and he spits them, types them
whatever - alls he know is y'all gonna hype them.
So many would bite them -
in the hopes of having some kind of clout just like him.
Don't touch mic after him 'cause he makes it smoke,
cracks, fizzles, cinders, and whatnot.
He's what's hot, fucc what Paris Hilton said.
You Twinkies shouldn't wonder about his bread,
he can pay his bills with skills like on the barter system
so give it up when I puts it down.
Deebo status, break yourself when you see me comin',
I be sonnin' more niccas than Mr. Drummond.
whatever - alls he know is y'all gonna hype them.
So many would bite them -
in the hopes of having some kind of clout just like him.
Don't touch mic after him 'cause he makes it smoke,
cracks, fizzles, cinders, and whatnot.
He's what's hot, fucc what Paris Hilton said.
You Twinkies shouldn't wonder about his bread,
he can pay his bills with skills like on the barter system
so give it up when I puts it down.
Deebo status, break yourself when you see me comin',
I be sonnin' more niccas than Mr. Drummond.
Nobodyknows
All Star
I keep on writing scraps
but wait a minute hold'em back
Maybe soon they'll serve their purpose, tell myself man, just relax
Don't burn them all to ash
let it melt the wax
But I ain't playing with fire, I'm spitting ether on these tracks
Beaten so hard, bruised and battered
Running so far, shoes are tattered
You might shine bright like a diamond but only as good as gold
And you only confessed because the truth was told
but wait a minute hold'em back
Maybe soon they'll serve their purpose, tell myself man, just relax
Don't burn them all to ash
let it melt the wax
But I ain't playing with fire, I'm spitting ether on these tracks
Beaten so hard, bruised and battered
Running so far, shoes are tattered
You might shine bright like a diamond but only as good as gold
And you only confessed because the truth was told
Bless't
Living the dream
the truth was told...
I'm stuck in a cubicle with obtuse loons on hold
but soon enough I'll tongue a plush pum that's lubed and soaked
right as the moon turns gold
and the brisk air mixes with smooth music notes
the weekend is here...time to celebrate
time to elevate
time to sniff the scents of strains that'll stick and asphyxiate
breath in... follow your own legion
there are heathens, decent peeps and greedy leeches
all out for self
I'm stuck in a cubicle with obtuse loons on hold
but soon enough I'll tongue a plush pum that's lubed and soaked
right as the moon turns gold
and the brisk air mixes with smooth music notes
the weekend is here...time to celebrate
time to elevate
time to sniff the scents of strains that'll stick and asphyxiate
breath in... follow your own legion
there are heathens, decent peeps and greedy leeches
all out for self
up for later
FrederickDouglas
All Star
You say it's trash, but nobody asked you
Did it for laughs, but nobody dapped you
I'm giving you attention, but nobody has to
Who really wants to mention a nobody ass fool?
All in all, I'd say nobody loves you
This thread is one wall you'll regret that you bust through
Before you start talkin shyt, you need to think
When I say "sweeter than Kool-Aid", I don't mean the drink
You're the pitcher and the catcher
You tryna play the field, but I'm the nikker and the master
I know that you're full of hate, staring with evil eyes
Heard you left GMB when gay marriage was legalized
Stop flirtin with brehettes on that "in the closet" shyt
You probably got the monster, HIV positive
Ain't nothing kool about AIDS
And I just took this F nikka to school without grades
Byatch!
010101
C L O N E*0690//////
You say it's trash, but nobody asked you
Did it for laughs, but nobody dapped you
I'm giving you attention, but nobody has to
Who really wants to mention a nobody ass fool?
All in all, I'd say nobody loves you
This thread is one wall you'll regret that you bust through
Before you start talkin shyt, you need to think
When I say "sweeter than Kool-Aid", I don't mean the drink
You're the pitcher and the catcher
You tryna play the field, but I'm the nikker and the master
I know that you're full of hate, staring with evil eyes
Heard you left GMB when gay marriage was legalized
Stop flirtin with brehettes on that "in the closet" shyt
You probably got the monster, HIV positive
Ain't nothing kool about AIDS
And I just took this F nikka to school without grades
Byatch!
ooooooh*
Taadow
The StarchBishopโข๏ธ
I'm Old School with the tool when i'm in the street,
pop niccas from the whip with that 45th heat.
And i'm Old School with the tool when with a freak,
I like to kiss deep, then fucc the broad to sleep.
On either type of creep, you can say i'm elite.
But you don't have to believe me, verify with peeps
and when you do your due dillingence, watch how they respond -
how their faces light up like a light bulbs' filament.
They'll tell you, but they won't tell Task
about the bodies laid down by the kid when they ask.
And when you ask a young lady how much we did,
she'll mention her surprise that we didn't make kids
'cause I come so raw, but don't ask me how -
it's just the persistent existence of that nigwit Young 'Dow:
a playboy 'bout town with tools like Bruce Wayne
but they likewise can't see me like i'm rockin' a cowl.
pop niccas from the whip with that 45th heat.
And i'm Old School with the tool when with a freak,
I like to kiss deep, then fucc the broad to sleep.
On either type of creep, you can say i'm elite.
But you don't have to believe me, verify with peeps
and when you do your due dillingence, watch how they respond -
how their faces light up like a light bulbs' filament.
They'll tell you, but they won't tell Task
about the bodies laid down by the kid when they ask.
And when you ask a young lady how much we did,
she'll mention her surprise that we didn't make kids
'cause I come so raw, but don't ask me how -
it's just the persistent existence of that nigwit Young 'Dow:
a playboy 'bout town with tools like Bruce Wayne
but they likewise can't see me like i'm rockin' a cowl.
Flow sick as dreams of your own mother naked.
My own team asking where the tape is.
Problem is the home crowd asking where the bracelets?
Slim waists with jello asses dated, you need a facelift.
Pops preaching patience like he didn't sire me in 93.
3 tapes deep, nikka, I'm sick of sobriety.
Sick of this entirely, Second Episode, Clone Wars on our Coli feed.
None of them as bright as me, that's without the skin tone, too.
Feeling hated by the world like my skin tone blue.
My mystique is mutated from nightcrawling.
Slashing rap throats just to spite white-on-white ballers.
Couple hookers couldn't charm the snake, my night's spoiled.
So I channel wraths till it's a Wraith, just like royals.
Whooping ass and take it home without the Cy Young winner.
We still in the same house, Mama, I don't want dinner.
The weather's off cause I am, I ain't want Christmas.
Just endless Devil's Nights and Halloweens on fukk nikkas.
No booking info, but fukk nikkas, I'ma show them.
Squad playing where it's coldest, I'm Demar DeRozan.
Sometimes I think I just should leave them since I'm not so social.
Six years, they lie they've told me is that I was chosen.
My own team asking where the tape is.
Problem is the home crowd asking where the bracelets?
Slim waists with jello asses dated, you need a facelift.
Pops preaching patience like he didn't sire me in 93.
3 tapes deep, nikka, I'm sick of sobriety.
Sick of this entirely, Second Episode, Clone Wars on our Coli feed.
None of them as bright as me, that's without the skin tone, too.
Feeling hated by the world like my skin tone blue.
My mystique is mutated from nightcrawling.
Slashing rap throats just to spite white-on-white ballers.
Couple hookers couldn't charm the snake, my night's spoiled.
So I channel wraths till it's a Wraith, just like royals.
Whooping ass and take it home without the Cy Young winner.
We still in the same house, Mama, I don't want dinner.
The weather's off cause I am, I ain't want Christmas.
Just endless Devil's Nights and Halloweens on fukk nikkas.
No booking info, but fukk nikkas, I'ma show them.
Squad playing where it's coldest, I'm Demar DeRozan.
Sometimes I think I just should leave them since I'm not so social.
Six years, they lie they've told me is that I was chosen.
Bless't
Living the dream
You say it's trash, but nobody asked you
Did it for laughs, but nobody dapped you
I'm giving you attention, but nobody has to
Who really wants to mention a nobody ass fool?
All in all, I'd say nobody loves you
This thread is one wall you'll regret that you bust through
Before you start talkin shyt, you need to think
When I say "sweeter than Kool-Aid", I don't mean the drink
You're the pitcher and the catcher
You tryna play the field, but I'm the nikker and the master
I know that you're full of hate, staring with evil eyes
Heard you left GMB when gay marriage was legalized
Stop flirtin with brehettes on that "in the closet" shyt
You probably got the monster, HIV positive
Ain't nothing kool about AIDS
And I just took this F nikka to school without grades
Byatch!
