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"Im G0ing in REMIX shit NICCAH"
A JaZzipOo and poetrys poet Collaboration


  poetrys poet:

im goin in n hell naw i aint cumming out
fresh out the autopsy room stank rappers layingem flat out/
riggamortis setting in sayy iiiiit cold def ta da faces hatred took dey places leftem ta clay.. underbasement/
i kno im underestimated
understated estimate dis
dolla dollaz cupple zeros decimals in they places.......dis iz six digits
shitn real quick on niggaz then wiffn the air around me
fresh as air wick da wrist freeze like the
glacier diamonds so mountainous
money cum like frizby or strippah on pole cummin beside ah meh
throw ah stack -slang- n it cum back ta me filthy greezy im greedy
hands itchen dirty money
n dis rap shit im goin-in throw me away dis statutory
industry say its no room damn rite aint enough real killaz fa me
pluto fly no wings no feathers think im heavn bound fa glory
lord plz fagive me cuz da block i am neva late
yet daily hands prey what ah sin ta be shy of u ta paper chase


but still u first....

many try n impersonate change p swagga but yall hella late
switched my wardrobe quick Pacific ta be specific dis iz mid-Atlantic longitudinal
yea futuristic words smith n westn
yall niggas n da game better stay out my target
pussy dat we talkin eat u bitches thanks given harvest
the vast life iam starvin goin hard for no apparent reason
like the rock n da pot juss boiln ta feed the starving vulturous heathens
in the booth i leave my specimen leav da game ah culture of breed legends
the mic i refuse ta neglect it shaped it chizzeld ta top but well rounded
inferno no match im enlightenment like mouth ta the people
dis is magnified ta da sun n earth shit bonfire smokey da bear piff


  JaZzipOo:

until the mic is put in my hands
and I refuse to reject it
you got to except that im the best at it
you spitting about diamonds and gold
but they say that im outta control
my swagger so cold
You got yo azz freezer burned
Im going in and its unexpected
this is so easy like eating niccas like u for breakfast
chew on my shit like its the last words youll ever be left with
making so much doe I got you breathless
got six figures so I had to start counting my blessings
glory be to god

because still hes first...

but money still comin like tick tock
every tick of the clock money drops like click clock clockwork
So you niggas get out the way
Im going in and im here to stay
Never thought that a girl would go so hard
But im not your average gurl
Im me
I gotta make my paper in this hussling industry
So stank rappers excuse me get out my way please

  poetrys poet:

hold on gotta alot ta say
i aint kno this was beef
but i guess imma have ta kill da cats curiosity
goin in road kill run ova kittens pretty
get the caution tape n cut the trax
max payne ya thoughts relapse
dis ah glimpse of greatness is here
i careless bout ya fable dreams and
desperate sorrows and despair
shawtii listen clear
you ah blemish of ah rapper
paper baller fullah ink filled lines stating
nothing juss staggering scribles
forming juss foaming out the mouth u retardant
lines need some flava ma try usein strident
superior lyrics movin mountains dats my spit
shawtti ued neva b dat gifted
hood made me relentless






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Date Submitted: Oct 24, 2009 (07:12 PM)
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  floatingonthev...
11/12/09 (07:14 PM) 
I think this collab, went really well together, and ... yo you freestyle? or do you always write? ... I would love to hear this whole piece to a beat... dope write.

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