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fire!!!!!!!!!produced by vokab from full effect productions
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the lost art form of speech
YEROOO....whats good soundclick ive been gone for a minute now im back!!!! its ur boy contac...lyrical monster no need for the long intro ill let the tracks speak for me... download my freshman cd from 2006"hellavator music" for free!!! Provided by
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Spoken Word
Charts
Peak #1,117
Peak in subgenre #18
Author
contac
Rights
2006 lsd productions
Uploaded
February 19, 2006
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MP3 4.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:39
Lyrics
intro and verse one contac and vokab....in combat leave throats stabbed stomp cats in your pad...the outcome is so bad u aint intellegent... ur representing negligance im a higher specimen...i desacrate the evidence my righteous themes......evident my life just seems..........heaven sent a light that heals like medicine...my brain apeals like edison this rap game.. they gon let us in...im here to get my luttuce man im bring all my breatheren...and betterin my veterans u better get excedrin..this pipe dent your head in im the hype of armaggedon.. viper bites of deadly venom im the second hand of christ...controll your life and where u headin precise with this mic...knife slice through your appendage some cats is incompitant there'll never comprehend it my title's abominate... i'll always get my credit keep cool with accomplises...but if theres beef i'll dead it the proper edicit...predicit conferderate...u dont wanna mettle with i settle shit with the berretta gripped let the metal slip and feed your head the clip....one of the best to spit u pestimistic if you test the click...squeeze the bisquit open up ur fuckin chest a bit eternities tragedy....never concerned when the games burnin me badly...im still clever with words emerge ...serve u brutality and sever your nerves first verse....unrehearsed ...i can dead all you herbs hook this is the magic that i practice...im an anchient wizard alter gravity when rapping out my tainted scriptures brush off these artists... my words paint the pictures fuck up my targets...the pain is visious vokab on the beat...which explains the sickness vokab in my speech....like a stain of syphliss vokab meant to teach...bringin pain to witness vokab for tha streets...we explain the vision t dot to roc city we hot im not kidding my tongues a glock spitting words will leave your top missing....stop pitchin all u do is drop fiction...knowing you aint got diction blind your vision ....now u need the optrition stop listen....ur comsumed like a politition ive had this vision since the womb.. these wicked preminisions its like im living in a tomb of my own reminitions but i hold definition...see...my bios set exquised see the trials sacreligious...no denial after digits show your style...grab ur riches...and for a while grab some bitches we live the cycle...and trifal through crabs and fishes blood recycles through our vitals allowing this lavish living im the shower of light...but the static is so appealing with some knowledge on life...letting my pad show my feelings i pick the hour to strike....the heat will have ur skin peelin devoured on mics...my recital is sin revealing lyrical atom bomb... patiently awaitin detonation cause they threaten patience with waste and defication traced through desicration.. plaging the ways of this nation's education we wait for days...faced with this seperation the hatreds glazed...fazed into legistation i stay awake 4 days...and daze into registration keep them headies blazed....and graze in my sedidation im heading on my way... to a plague of re-creation hook this is the magic that i practice...im an anchient wizard alter gravity when rapping out my tainted scriptures brush off these artists... my words paint the pictures fuck up my targets...the pain is visious vokab on the beat...which explains the sickness vokab in my speech....like a stain of syphliss vokab meant to teach...bringin pain to witness vokab for tha streets...we explain the vision verse 3 fuck it vokab i think ill kick a third verse not wordsworth but ill show u what my words worth my cursed birth (fuck it) my first words born with an affliction .....the kid could dispearse verbs im not your normal perscription... we dont share the same traits perform for a rate... i'll tranform into norman bates clock work orange live on stage... i coincide with rage seen
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