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"V.I.A.-PaperPlanes"
  by 2Smoove
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Since Cash Rules Everything Around Me,
Then I damn sure can’t be the HNIC,
The money ain’t good, but I gotta clock-in,
I want homegirl, but my money tighter than her stockings,
So I’m squeezing a quarter our of a dime,
No anytime minutes so I’m talking in mime,
Who could imagine, it cost to talk,
So I’m in at 8, like the ATL Hawks,
I’m not on the hardwood, check the concession stand,
Drink in my right, and cash in the left hand,
Too bad it ain’t mine, cause I’m just at work,
Telling me cut my Fro-do, I’m serving these orcs,
Forget that spoon, I aint taking the knife,
And I don’t give a fork,
These paper planes keep screwing me over,
Before I snatch the credit card, I’ll just say next to order…


He went by the name Ralph D. Morris
had a lot of money so he bought three porches
one for him, his wife…….and his girlfriend
his paper thicker than porridge
he stayed with the best KICKS
a corporate CHUCK NORRIS
and KRAFT SINGLES didn’t stack more CHEESE
so please believe that he had a lot of haters
cause he stayed punchin numbers like he rode elevators all day
and to the top he was headed
on the way there a lot of niggas he befriended
but see, all they was was haters in disguise
they was plotin’ and schemin’ to get a slice of his pie
he neva watched his back
cause he was too busy watchin the stock market crash
so one day to his surprise
a gun to his head
and these we’re they’re replies they said


Only the stron survive, this exercise is nothin
Sick with this rhymin sht, I spit the consumption
And I came to master the game,
So why wait for these lames,
to all circle the drain....when i can flush em'
Rising agianst a machine that doesnt malfunction
Money's the root of evil, power breeds corruption
Niggas stay hustlin, but duckin from cops cuffin
and bussin, keepin the block hot like holiday stuffin
An we be lovin the girls that let you touch em
After nice words they "butt" on the "line" like conjunction
Freaks are "snoopin" around for "sexual eruptions"
So they often give "blows" to the "head," no concussions
Yea you stuntin, but didn't look before you jumped in
Cause 9 months later, shorty plumper than a pumpkin
Never had discussions bout possble repercussions
So your seed of reproduction now leads to your destruction
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Date Submitted: Jun 27, 2008 (08:53 PM)
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  lady phenomina...
01/24/09 (05:23 AM) 
HOT HOT HOT HOT THE ENDING WAS FIRE AND THE MIDLE WAS OFF THE CHAIN I AN'T EEN GNNA EXPRESS THE BEGINNING HOTTNESS FROM TOP TO BOTTOM FLOW SO IMMACULATE LOL GREAT JOB 10STRZ AND A FAVE OF MINE

  Tai Lee
01/21/09 (11:58 AM) 
word play towards the end was cute lol...liked it a lot. all in all this was a nice piece. good job homie. -tai

  DreamGurl
11/23/08 (03:08 PM) 
word...you defintely layed it flat down on the table like the flow you stayed with nice details great piece

  ☸۞...
06/30/08 (09:19 PM) 
whoo....like rick said...u killed this...but the last stanza was when it was pronounced dead 2 me...ill drop my dude..but u already knew it..and yea like Will said U educating my dude...cuz this is most now aday's...and i gotta say keep doing ya thing...let me kno when da next drop is 1 luv

  Lazheek
06/29/08 (03:16 PM) 
DaMn!!!!!! Thats all kind say because that is a great way you showed the path that most people are taking these days. 10STARZ straight up and down and there is no way around that. Please continue to educate my brother because a lot of folks are loosing guidance.

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