The jury group track for crew tourney... order grim, op, smoove, arsenal
Pure hiphop
Slept on fam - Audio Crack
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"Too smart for radio, and too hood for backpackers"
Lyrics
my part at least
a coincedence, jury lcn clenchin fists again
but since our last round ya lost more ground than the indians
ya little kids, maan ya don't own the quotes to bomb us
i'll predict ya downfall, call me la cosa nostradamous
who ya got? the fat boy shit, i'll dead him with the quickness
if bx was worth his weight in gold, fort knox be outta business
and his spittin? fuck it hes 40, his skills already falling
whys he posts in caps?, well cause grampa heres already balding
and phillys the mascot hes no soldier
ima starting pitcher, you come in last just like the closer
hold up, was it inherited, the troubles you garner
cause kid your wackness is apparent like ya mother or father
i smother your hardest, so tucker is next
i'll dead him till hes fucking quiet like librarian sex
hes vexed, over net awards, im laughin at kid
your life is up in cyberspace, bitch was cast in the sims
and firzt sounds like eve when he drops
yeah he get a crowd bouncing, cause they leave when he starts
ya aint own clubs, you just holdin em for us heavyweights
you our caddies and we leaving caddies shacked like chevy chase
yeah this aint a golf course, but i aint sparing people
as i leave ya crew minus 4 like a pair of eagles
with the best down, only DIMEs used for repping
now ya crews in a lone star state like houston, texas
