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Friday, 16 June 2006

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Thursday, 13 April 2006

  • smokin' kills and so do my lyrics, 
    if ur poppin' pills then trash in a-with-it 
    cus i got da skills , 
    and i'm over da limit 
    dishin' lyrics like meals every second every minute 
    Ding! Dong! Special Delivery
    biggest midget in the game, cant get rid of me 
    give me just a minute and i'll be your facility, 
    my words hurt ya jus' like loosin' ya virginity, 
    well, im right thur 
    na' I'll tell a lie 'cause I'm 
    right there, 
    right hurr 
    na' right here, 
    now get off your churr! I mean Chair
    some english mc's get it twisted 
    start sayin cookies, instead of biscuits 
    1, 2, sov's comin for you
    3,4, better lock your door
    5,6, cause im full of tricks
    so everybody come and vibe with the little titch
    swiiiiiiiiiitch

    my new idol