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There's No Tomorroe (REMIX)
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I remixed tha beat wit tha Mountain Man beat by Nip Productions.. hotness.. It came out dope as fuck
lyrikally lost
Im Lyrikally Lost AKA tha Fidel Kastrator A talented young emcee from Northern Cali witha lotta potential Ill ass motha fucka
I am tha Lyrikally Lost aka tha Fidel Kastrator this consists of some ill shit here!!! Y'all peep and vote hot repetively! lmao And download repetively as well.. and often nag to your friends about peepin' my webpage, aiight?? coo..
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #2,675
Peak in subgenre #220
Author
Lyrikally Lost
Rights
2002
Uploaded
March 09, 2003
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MP3 5.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Breakin' tha mold becuz there's no place in tha globe for me to explode so I'm hoppin' tha bounty, Crossin' tha boundary Lyrikally Lost alone wit no friend and his home is open but they won't let him in his head is in tha wrong direction He wish that they was normal He wish that they together He wish they stay together every week and day forever He wishin' these bitches isn't dishin' doubt in addition, he isn't Christian but you wouldn't listen anways I'm holdin' it down, I'm goin' to drown I'm rollin' Napoleon, fold to tha ground Crawl in tha dust fallin' tha fuck down, I'm all in tha pit ground callin' for one round, calm down, I need one mic one chance and one fight one meal and one bite once dance and you might spare me a bottle but itz fucked up cuz there's no tomorroe Bow-legged and beat Hoe beggin' to me to go get 'em a gee that flow venomously I'm an emcee, A rapper Tryin' to beat tha factor I'll capture them, Gimme a bottle of Aspirin cuz Tylenol Island is wild, and it'll make you erupt Wake you tha fuck up Don't take a nap, Just make a rap This rap in whole, Captain of tha Latin mode Half 'em hoes stackin' doe don't give a fuck won't give a nut or a ball, Thatz why I fuck wit 'em all Bustin' 'em all Wavin' tha sword, pray to tha Lord slave to tha gore now able to go rounds in one fight one chance and one mic one meal and one bite one dance and you might spare me a bottle but itz fucked up, guess what cuzz, there's no tomorroe
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