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Sep 7th, 9:22pm
animal to cannibal
to angle you to angel you
to lay you to rest and let skin worms take care of you
I'm scaring you? Its overdue
time to take notes...
allow me to quote what the world's demons have wrote
have one owning a gun, and tell 'em its fun
to shoot any dude that isn't prepared to run
give 'em something he's a addicted to
brain wash 'em
something else to pay attention to as they demolish 'em.
Have a guy sportin the easy life
show 'em thats what they want
everyman for himself, now everywhere is a hunt
Take what they don't know is priceless
-just give 'em five bucks
the sirens won't hit them 'till they realized their fucked.
Live for no reason to breathe
smoke weed, "role with the gangsters 'till the burn me"
from animal to cannibal
to angle to angel you
lay you to rest and let skin worms take care of you...
Aug 11th, 4:49pm
1. SAY THE NAME OF THE PERSON YOU WANT TO BE WITH TWO TIMES
2. SAY YOUR BESTFRIENDS NAME 5 TIMES
3. POST THIS ON FOUR OTHER MUSICS
4. PRESS F8
5. AND YOUR LOVERS NAME WILL APPEAR ON THE SCREE
Aug 7th, 3:34am
Aug 6th, 3:56pm
dont listen dont talk
draw the dead bodies with a chalk
see the taste of anger
tangle to a hanger
like disease thought so to be so great
not been so wake like the morning turn to sunset
frozen dead bodies in the chamber like snow flakes
take the baked just another yesterday was too late
did they change the ways no kinda way no leading
just bleeding on the side take a minute
not to listen just take a ride
like rollercoaster traps inside the poster
like picture hit ya reach ya to the face
slap ya in the head they didnt listen to the said
trenches in the around like in the ground
bloody arms no more harm just bomb
so be alarm cut off the palm aint nothing goin on
deezy who is weezy listen jeezy blaze it
blaze it night on the moon got to soon
to a top like gargoyles awakening
this ghost aint takin it feel the worst
no remorse just a force
caught the eyes in blur
couldnt see the halls
take you down diminish your walls
left you on a stall just waitin for it to fall
just rip like a bra aint ready to brawl
spiders start to crawl feel the fuckin raw
turning it down like burning and then drown
hear the sounds of the screams
towel in the ring couldnt even lipsing
got nightmares in your dreams
didnt even know wet dreams with blood all around
so nasty like nasty
retreat so hasty
aint this a race
with no trace
fall the body body
like dont tell nobody
open chest fallin through bottom
no acid got dancing trippin
no more sizin dippin
california most people having amonia
dont ya realized spoken for the truth
where the seeds grow underneath roots
like the fruits make it spin like the loops
take hoop take it hop its too hot
crowed like a parking lot
slaughter into broken parts
talk about it death
when its poetry understand
its all the mind when you think they get diss
through the cheese make them wish they had turn
now they just some fuckin germs in a burn
who knows just the water flows under your toes
catch a recorded fully reload like a hold
of a channel break the forehead like the back of the cammel
got them staring blurry its just nobody
death buried dont even worry its just a story
like no more morning no yourning days are burning
who is hell tell tail just too well
hefty like a whale got something to sell
take the rings of the bell shake em off
got a bluff like a dub got the sun in the eyes
feel the flies take you to a pest
got the minutes to understand
mission to be send no more
break through law bouncing basketball
visions for the camera
speakers runnin the sounds
take it hard feel pound
below the city another world like cpt
who is this who is dat
dont listen to no crap
just listen to hip hop
cocoa bs who is hot
burn it down
like with a torche
and liberty stand
with the power in the hands
Aug 6th, 1:16am Last edited Aug 6th, 1:32am.
Oh Shit...............

Who da fucc u think you talking to
Leave ya whole face black and blue
U just dont know who you steeping to
Burn ya fast like Stacker 2
Rapper who?
Im da best
Fucc with me and get laid to rest
No second guess,no second chance
Wanna rumble boy lets dance
Homeboy Mike One
Yea U dike son
Pussy ass dude
Goin make me light one
Aug 5th, 11:38pm
welcome to the terror
your body inside a barrell
cut into pieces
no more believin in jesus
take the infection
elevation no discrimation
deception no redemption
death is comin back
like tupac and biggie
spark up the brain
all over again
who is wayne
fuckin lame
nigga get away from the face
hot wheels in the race
couldnt take nothing down
gone too far now
cant even catch me
now my dick is so hard
play with it like a guitar
retard like your actions
cpt is the main attraction
mike one seven letters in the game
ghetto to the fame
catch the name ambition as ridaz
turn the lighter everything brighter
higher than the clouds music is too loud
bow down for the kings and lords
like you never known sittin in your home alone
with thought you never make it if you dont try
make cry so so dry like so so def
aint nobody gonna see eyes of wonder
like the thunder start the hunger
on mission with no vision
like a slaughter even you is rider
webs across the face from the spiders
crows in the night chasing you time
like the vultures breakin bones from the soldiers
boulders on your back spit on the track like french montana
controllin and rulin like obama
yes you mama you didnt understand the such
suck dick like the duck take away the luck
life stories are so epic
livin life so skeptic make it shake
like an earthquake middle state
of our time open the mind
broken from the spine
not walkin not movin
just this music so soothin
Aug 5th, 6:50pm Last edited Aug 5th, 6:52pm.
Well its dat yung girl from Memphis Ten
I left now I'm bacc again
With a styro cup
Filled up wit hen
Try me dawg and I'm swing ten
In da club posted by da booths
Watching the crowd
Tryna catch sum cute
Dem haters talking but they all on mute
But they try and cross
Im quicc to shoot
Dam dis song was a fye as hit
Know I had to rip this quick
Dude below throwing a fit
Cuz I'm on top,and I'm da shit
Now who da best up on tracc
Skills is sum u suckers lacc
I slang a verse
And u addicted like crack
Human cocaine
I'm hot propane
Yes I'm da best
Just ask lil wayne
Jul 30th, 3:19pm
MIKE ONE ALL 4 FUN
SEVEN LETTERS TO GAME
GOT YOU TRIPPIN OUT THE BRAIN
COULDNT HANDLE SPEED FASTER THAN JETPLANE
GOTTA GAIN THE WATER FALLIN LIKE RAIN
CRACK A BOTTLE IN YOUR HEAD
ALL EYES ON ME LET THE WAD OF BLOOD SHED
LET YOUR BODY BE DECLINE GOT NO TIME
TO KEEP YOUR NAME IN THE RHYME
STARVE FROM THE DEATH
LIKE A SEC COULDNT TAKE A CHANCE
LIKE COULDNT FIT MILLION DOLLARS ON YOUR SKINNY PANTS
DRIBBLE LIKE A BASKETBALL NOT INTENDING TO FALL
ROLLED PAGES CUT YOUR TIME LIKE A SAW
Jul 20th, 10:31pm
pretteh gewd MIKE ONE

[Check It]

I enter minds like worms
Just by my words I'd have you squirm from its pain
as i'm eatin at the brain - Ben went insane
he was burnt up in the flames, but his skin remained the same
Another trick of my game...
You see, its all a part of the mind
I can wind up a fortune and some ladies at one time
but why strain when I can recline?
See, I'm destined to sip on the wine
while I dine on the rest who sing the same chime...
This beat iz kinda slow so let it flow in a low tone of motion
than let it go like the ocean 'cuz i'm bored with this beat,
feel me?
Jun 17th, 8:01pm
Ridin CLEAN,
the grill is MEAN,
Body of the coupe all black outlined in white,
look like a dead black man at a murder SCENE, (chalk)
makin GREEN,
stoppin to get sum coffee wit sugar,
I already got that CREAM,
Livin out my DREAMS,
pockets stay thick in my JEANS,
money overflowing,
bustin out the SEAMS,

From Dope FIENDS,
Who want that CHOP,
Pimp game tight,
got ho's walkin on the BLOCK,
Pay her CASH for the ASS,
or GWAP if you want her to suck your COCK,
BOP till the times up on her WATCH,
cuz she got more money to make for me,
after 10 minutes she gon STOP,
not a COP but I got this game on LOCK.....

NY to DC,
if It comes to gettin dirt money,
Im FILTHY,
stinkin RICH,
Im the SHIT,
if you wanna know who's that nikka,
Im IT,
work the streets all day,
aint got a SHIFT,
I talk this because this is wut I LIVE,
Till Death Do US,
me and the streets is WED,
Im doin all the cookin,
but she keep me well FED,
test me,
end up with swelled HEADS,
yall dudes be loafin,
but Im makin that wonder BREAD,
even scrapin up the CRUMBS,
countin so much money,
till my hands go NUMB,
u dudes is BUMBS,
no CLASS,
Im collectin money,
you steady collectin TRASH......

Im Done...shit to do..Hicks the animal man

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