BorN FrEsH  

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8/10/2005 12:08 pm

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BorN FrEsH

Most People have a blog and don't know what to write... Me i ... So i put my emotions into the bars...let me take you on a journey into my head...........


F0R THE PEOPLE WHO DOUBT ME HOLLA AT ME!!!!

nigga you’ve been rapping 4 a minute and you still broke, so how you Rhyme 4 cheddar- Stop thinking your hot cause you can put a line together…..

A lotta ya’ll got the wrong deals, and think you cakin’ it- Cuzz the man b-hind you sayin’ you makin money but he’s takin’ it.....

Nigga you needa stop frontin- yea you talk about gunz, but I ain’t neva hear you pop nuttin…..

I got no enemies they’re all gone and now the cops can’t find where they went- You can just say their 6 feet deepah than the pavement

You’ve gotta b kiddin’ if you getttin’ at me cap-
my hollows’ll take your leg but’ll leave your kneecap

I gotta give it to you, goin’ against me you gotta b brave chip- Cuz two shots’ll leave you tightah than a slave ship

I tell a lotta ya’ll go ahead and keep flossin- and I’ll have your momz thinking of how much your coffin’s costin- so a lil’ nigga can get an organ in boston

<Anotha On3 For Duh BookS>

"They say what goes up is goin definately far- even the stars but succes is my destiny ya'll- i cook tracks i got the recipe ya'll-you can't name anotha kat that can mess with me ya'll-at the shows all the hoes b malestin me ya'll-i got broads cravin beggin to have sex with me ya'll-i got broads cryin tryin to get next ta me ya'll-like (dripz), you don't know how sexy you are-and i'm happy im alive g*d blessin me ya'll- all the problems that arrive are g*d testin me ya'll...

so i pray everyday but i ain't prayin too much- cuzz i b sinnin everyday so i ain't prayin enough-and we all could b beat and i ain't sayin i'm tough- but if it's beef i don't speak i ain't sayin what's up- if it's beef when we meet than i'm sprayin it up....

pat pat and that's that-cuz that kat, you embracin with love- might clap that gat cuzz he got hate in his blood.....

keep your friends at a distance and your enemies close- cuz the folk you call friends tend to envy the most- some kats'll hang themselves if you give em' a rope- burn the bridge and don't give a boat....

let em' sink- sometime you gotta give em sometime and let em' think- but sometime you gotta give em' the nine and let em' sting- don't bring every horse to the pond and let em' drink- i rather keep my eyes wide open instead of blink.....

cuzz soon as your eyes shut the boys'll ride up- and the guys that you trust'll be tied up...

we all gotta die but i ain't ready to leave- that's why even if it's pety i b ready to squeeze- but for the cheedy tah cheese- the guacamoolah i'll pop the rugga send a hot ish thru you- like booya, thass the sound when the pound bustin- OH Ah you'll b layin on the ground suffrin...

clown it;s nuffin to pull out and blast you- i try to only resort to violence if i have to....

but kats out her ain't playin fair- so before the odds even i'm leavin em' layin there- and i ain't even playin believe hat i'm sayin here....

cuzz before the shyt get further your click gettin murdered!!!!!"


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