Bare Knuckle Boxing
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Yeah.
A.O.T.P. 7L ES
7L ES. Yeah.
Philly in the mothafuckin' buildin'.
Logan what up. Lost Cauze.
Little X what's good?
This is bareknuckle boxing, what the hell walked in
Chuck Liddell locked in, steel cage with wage in oxen
This is 7L's concauction, there ain't no fuckin' sample on no eBay auction
It was a rapper popper shit, my fashion, my world
He came home with black guys like Kardashian girls
Your thug image is gettin' old like Cameron Diaz
I got more 16's than a jewish rehab
They run the streets in Madia, more like the creek in??
I'm like the lethalist leader, I speak with evil demeaners
You rap for keys to a beemer, to me you seem like a dreamer
Get on your knees in my arena, you can't see me like cena
You only sleep with a heater, when they cut off your gas
And this is animal rap, you think I'm speakin' for P.E.T.A.
Think I'm a leadist like Jeter, your breath control emphasima
ESC to nonbelievers with the speed of a cheetah
The god of war snuffed the hoe, and smacked the shit out of Thor
Rest in peace to Howie and be still for carnivore
Since Christ video fist banged Hitler's wife
Gone to script those types, long black pistol pipes
Rated barrell?? with my buddy, my tech 9
Death finds many in the valley of the deaf and blind
Genocidal idle vital violence spite analyze
While the powers of the Earth collided, crisis
Our survivals priceless
Fuck with us, it's suicidal to arrive knifeless
But guns is such a futile??, this guy's righteous
But he's never still overstill
So you find him in the back lounge in the tour bus smokin' kush
Leave him be, let him do his drug
You don't want to drink it in jail, punchin' people in they mouth with guns
Bitches suckin' dick on they knees, scrounchin' tongue
Exploded in the throat, and exited from out her lungs
Then exited thru shattered windshield from out the bus
Then spattered all over her woman friend's blouse and such
Then she exited the bus on a?? and touched
Still horny in a walk of shame thru a crowd of thugs
Hahahahahah. Yeah. Pazmanian Damien.
The 40 Cal got the baddest curves, bullets crack thru your siatic nerve
I use inverted human skulls so I can stash the herb
My life consist of drinkin' alcohol and smashin' birds
A white boy with an accurate shot, Larry Bird
It's bareknuckle boxing, my fist will crack the curb
I make hardbody music that they trash and??
I carry RPG's like I'm an arab serb
The black four pound silly but the mac absurd
You a sucker, you pinch pennies and sell dimes
I'm the father and I'm son slaughter like Mel Kwime
I'm from Philly, it's where the Liberty Bell shines
I'll let you fuckin' have heaven pussy, 'cause hell's mine
I drink a bottle of Firewater and felt fine
You an amaryte, incapable how to tell time
I'm the fire propyrator of a stealth mine
I spit fire out my mouth but I get hell crime
Yeah, superhero theme music, no mask and cape
Just a bag of grape that's stickier than maskin' tape
I'm a duby head, higher than a groovy dread
If you were a dope rapper at all, than you'd be dead
When the gage buck ya, ya better pray sucka
My team in the bean cut ya, word to blade runners
Stay in your lane fucka, you a gutter ball
Stuff your broad, I love no bitch unless it's a fuckin' dog
Forever fresh, still rockin' it, never left
Sold out shows with white dudes in sweater vests
The fly casual rhyme animal
I am the wolf, jump off stage and tell you that I'm radical
B-Boys stance, no gloves or headbands
I rap and smoke weed, I'm just tryin' to be Red Man
Never trust the words of a would to be dead man
Now rewind this shit like???? when he said fan
Yeah. A.O.T.P.