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Mad Mar
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South side ridaZ
Things in our lives never stay the same
Time drifts away, Faces you looking at suddenly start to change,Got to keep your chin up even when shit begins to get strange, Hit all my targets perfect
like I'm a class a Gunsmen shoting at a gun range,My life pushed me to be cold hearted like Tony Montana, I could spit on tracks like the guitar gets played by santana, Looking into to the eyes of a fictious mother fucka and I could see theres no man in ya, Im the compition that is standing in front of ya,Got a revolver and a nine on my hip, and I could send some bullets through any barrel you pick, When I pull that trigger i get my results back not slow but they come back to me qiuck, Im streets smart, I could go and cope then flip another brick, Got my hand on the head of a trick, Us ricans are meant to be messed wit, When i write my lyrics I make sure its my best shit, Got two pills, red or blue, effects are everlasting, Got two guns and bullshit cuases them to start blasting,, squeeze on the trigger, no emotions, I aint even laughing, killing all you pussy niggas For thinking that you bigger,you think i dont see you over there grilling me, Even though i have every head in any room feeling me, I know you faget ass bitches aint never gonna be as ill as me, Let me give you a lesson aon rippin it lyrically, Mother fuckas Im a Pimp, When i spit my shit it some how come out vigorously, Tight ass lyrics is the only reason people listen to a mc, Little kids idolizing rap stars, whishing someday they could be alike, Im lasting all the way to my final fight, Ill kill any one who comes in my path, dont care if it aint right, I got what it takes to make the blind have sight, Have you people bobing ya head saying yo this niggas lyrics are tight, puffing on the green getting hihgh as a kite, when it comes to the hoes im never polite, I'll tell a hoe to suck my dick, fuck saying please, Just shut the fuck up and get on ya knees, Had to turn thew heat up and bring this situation to an extreame dagreas, Lock and load the gun and make you fall to your kness, Some lyricist have better chancing trying rap random kids at chuky cheese, thinking you hurting me, niggas please, Tirck ass hoes aint nuthing but a tease, Im a end it here and let you think about us south side ridaz, The greatest lyrical providaz,
Writing By Ryan A. Marrero
December 21 2003
@MAD MAR RECORDS
(Freestlye)
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