depends...was that the first time it was used?
I have heard that tons of times in verses so its hella watered down to me.
either way, thats only one bar.
Tha track I posted had hot line after hot line.
Has Cam blacked out harder than this?
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depends...was that the first time it was used?
I have heard that tons of times in verses so its hella watered down to me.
either way, thats only one bar.
Tha track I posted had hot line after hot line.
aight now that im on my computer i can put ya on. nikkas forgot about 2000 disrespcectful killa 
THE FIRST VERSE ALONE!!!
THE FIRST VERSE ALONE!!!
that's the song that solidified me as a Killa fan forever. It literally sounds like he got inthe booth after shooting it out with nikkas and his bytch called him to argue about dumb shyt right when he walked in the building.
the smiley was made for this song.
"I'm not gone watch this go on any longer. They put my food in the dark, and expect me to find my plate on some Mr. Magoo shyt. fukk I look like."
"I could show you some ice. Throw you advice. You not that good, dawg. Who tole you you nice.
Your crew? Switch siders. When I come though? "HAY CAAAM!
"
dikk riders."
the
smiley was made for this song."I'm not gone watch this go on any longer. They put my food in the dark, and expect me to find my plate on some Mr. Magoo shyt. fukk I look like.
""I could show you some ice. Throw you advice. You not that good, dawg. Who tole you you nice.
Your crew? Switch siders. When I come though? "HAY CAAAM!
" dikk riders.
"aight now that im on my computer i can put ya on. nikkas forgot about 2000 disrespcectful killa
THE FIRST VERSE ALONE!!!
a young cam's verse on 8 iz enuff was a definition of blacking out..sounding like kool g rap jr
Amphibious
Land, water, wherever.
Killa went ape shyt on "Get Em Daddy [Remix]" 
Aiiyoo When I'm in a whip, man, I burn my rubber
But when I get mad, Slay, I pop my rubber
One b!tch tried to pop my rubber
Had to tell her like Mike did Billie Jean "you are not my lover"
But one time I shot my lover, popped my lover
Pled insanity, said forgot I love her..
Real Cam fans know bout his mixtape tracks before the Roc
But when I get mad, Slay, I pop my rubber
One b!tch tried to pop my rubber
Had to tell her like Mike did Billie Jean "you are not my lover"
But one time I shot my lover, popped my lover
Pled insanity, said forgot I love her..
Real Cam fans know bout his mixtape tracks before the Roc
Thought it was gonna be Let Me Know:
You get knocked, you sit in a cell
Get raped, bytch, and you yell
Turn homo, kiss and you tell
bytch nikka, walk with a switch nikka
Why you switch nikka?, talk high pitched nikka?
...Vulgar
You get knocked, you sit in a cell
Get raped, bytch, and you yell
Turn homo, kiss and you tell
bytch nikka, walk with a switch nikka
Why you switch nikka?, talk high pitched nikka?
...Vulgar
OP used a good one but some of y'all can't be real Cam'ron fans. Get Em Daddy remix? Really? That verse was aight but Cam has way better verses than that.
Yo, Yo,
Yo where I'm from they let the cartridge blast
Everybody smart in math, loan sharks with cash
Running from the narks and task
Streets arts and craft, come on I start to laugh
Cause I almost caught the case with Rich Parker ass
Now a nikka paid out, suede couch
I'm into hooded things, bytch butt be way out
These cats be Hefcliff, when I come around they play mouse
Mickey and Minnie, Jerry from Tom
Heavy in arms, In front of bam bam
Hanna Barbara lover, collar big
Cotton Candy blue gators polishment
Y'all in astonishment looking for acknowledgment
We pour it on 'em
Meet a snitch throw water off on em
Any repercussions make sure my seeds bubble
If you ain't hear me on clue I said I see double
Guns double tecks, Hoes double sex
Accountant handle my money but I double check
Bubble Lex
Ain't too much more I care about
Liquor store and the Bronx old warehouse
Clear it out
L's with my liquor
Sounds sew a helluva whisper
Gas-ing up a hoe tell her you miss her
Dealing with the old timers was a helluva listener
Business sale a few differ, nikka pelican slippers
Mommy is senseless
Get my Moola I'm conscientious
Tell Medi she buy me benzes
Pour favor
Harlem mamma poor
We fell off but back on nikka time to ball
Hung 45th and Lennox
3 piece suit bean pies the Final Call
Gun up in the spinal cord
I got no time for y'all
We 8 digits you play frigate
Killa don't cook he blaze biscuits
Around us straight midgets
Jewels we keep frozen
Y'all keep dozing
The wolf in sheeps clothes and
Streets buzzing V dozen
bytches calling me husband
Saying we fukk when we wasn't
Lying on her coochie, I'm dyin for a hoochie
With an iron for a boobie
Casino style diamonds in the doopey
But Killa keep running to the timing of a groupie
But need work, plate of a kind
If ya dope ain't 8 or a 9
You wasting my time
You racing for shine
Only way you be around motherfukking paper boy
If you quit your job and go be a paper boy
Cars swoop buck fifty
Gun shoot buck fifty
Bear backs, buck fifty
Air Max buck fifty
Only New York nikka to fukk with me
On her period blood sticky
Same night flood missy
Play Toronto like Doug Christy
fukk Cristi', Louie the 13
Slugs with me, gimme head
Yo Quero kin chi blunt to my head
But my day is Friday
Toast for my bread
nikkas try to stick together like they Smokey and Craig
In real life Nia think I'm "Long" and throw me the head
Yo, Yo,
Yo where I'm from they let the cartridge blast
Everybody smart in math, loan sharks with cash
Running from the narks and task
Streets arts and craft, come on I start to laugh
Cause I almost caught the case with Rich Parker ass
Now a nikka paid out, suede couch
I'm into hooded things, bytch butt be way out
These cats be Hefcliff, when I come around they play mouse
Mickey and Minnie, Jerry from Tom
Heavy in arms, In front of bam bam
Hanna Barbara lover, collar big
Cotton Candy blue gators polishment
Y'all in astonishment looking for acknowledgment
We pour it on 'em
Meet a snitch throw water off on em
Any repercussions make sure my seeds bubble
If you ain't hear me on clue I said I see double
Guns double tecks, Hoes double sex
Accountant handle my money but I double check
Bubble Lex
Ain't too much more I care about
Liquor store and the Bronx old warehouse
Clear it out
L's with my liquor
Sounds sew a helluva whisper
Gas-ing up a hoe tell her you miss her
Dealing with the old timers was a helluva listener
Business sale a few differ, nikka pelican slippers
Mommy is senseless
Get my Moola I'm conscientious
Tell Medi she buy me benzes
Pour favor
Harlem mamma poor
We fell off but back on nikka time to ball
Hung 45th and Lennox
3 piece suit bean pies the Final Call
Gun up in the spinal cord
I got no time for y'all
We 8 digits you play frigate
Killa don't cook he blaze biscuits
Around us straight midgets
Jewels we keep frozen
Y'all keep dozing
The wolf in sheeps clothes and
Streets buzzing V dozen
bytches calling me husband
Saying we fukk when we wasn't
Lying on her coochie, I'm dyin for a hoochie
With an iron for a boobie
Casino style diamonds in the doopey
But Killa keep running to the timing of a groupie
But need work, plate of a kind
If ya dope ain't 8 or a 9
You wasting my time
You racing for shine
Only way you be around motherfukking paper boy
If you quit your job and go be a paper boy
Cars swoop buck fifty
Gun shoot buck fifty
Bear backs, buck fifty
Air Max buck fifty
Only New York nikka to fukk with me
On her period blood sticky
Same night flood missy
Play Toronto like Doug Christy
fukk Cristi', Louie the 13
Slugs with me, gimme head
Yo Quero kin chi blunt to my head
But my day is Friday
Toast for my bread
nikkas try to stick together like they Smokey and Craig
In real life Nia think I'm "Long" and throw me the head
pointproven214
i speak facts not emotions
[Cam'Ron]
I know fukkin' with a crook is whack
I lied cheated still took me back
What I do, turn around, ask you to cook me crack
Boost my work with a jerk and tell the truth it hurts
Cause you even ask me to come through to church
What I do, act second rate
I stole ten dollars out of the (col)lection plate
But I'm ready to change
You got my heart, plus you smart
cam so ill with multisyllable rhyme patterns.
I know fukkin' with a crook is whack
I lied cheated still took me back
What I do, turn around, ask you to cook me crack
Boost my work with a jerk and tell the truth it hurts
Cause you even ask me to come through to church
What I do, act second rate
I stole ten dollars out of the (col)lection plate
But I'm ready to change
You got my heart, plus you smart
cam so ill with multisyllable rhyme patterns.
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Y'ALL DON'T KNOW ABOUT CAM
pointproven214
i speak facts not emotions
I be like Move........Get out the way
Cuz I move bricks, get out the yay
And it's 2 clips, I get out the play (man!)
Fo a few chips, I get out n' spray (Bla-kow!)
It's more then shrimps, it's whores and pimps (pimps)
The difference in our crimes, yours attempts
Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun
I'm Grand Theft Auto, rackets here, Larceny, Conspiracy
Murder one, electric chair I don't deserve the fun
But I get the dough, shyt I might splurger one
Now I know alotta styles, some see
But listen, stop it child it's a done dee
I come to ya block, stop and style it's that one vee
Gators straight from +Crocodile Dundee+
No rubber sold, hardwood b*stard
Fitted, Legitted, +Hardwood Classic+
Killa! Uh!
(Leave me alone.....I just like to live my life)
Uh, That shyt you talk don't move me nadda
The dudes with the Qs be proper
Uzi pop, you news and choppers
It's truly lava, who knew we prosper
The game's a bytch, who we gotta
The shoes, Louie products, Groupie Blah Blah
Santana, Zeek the koofie popper
We the movie shotta!
But it's really rude boys and rosters
When they trendin' all the girls, excuse me shoppa
I wish my homie could watch me
Live happy days like Tony and Chachi
I stay lonely and cocky
(DICE!!!)
Rollin' and rollin' 'em
Cars, the repo are towin' 'em
Acts black, we totally total 'em
Even blood, he totally totaled it
Plus his life, he totally totaled it
But any girl I get I totally open 'em
Brain in they legs, coke and the dope in 'em