Five toos, to i rues and all five tools . A fine tool create a cypher i provide to take the light. Even wouldn't explain where the sight was
But i learn to stay aware even with a slight buzz

My enemies wouldn't catch me slipping, Why would they want to do that when they rather see me land on my back. Strategic plans of attack prevent that from happening imagining. I would never get fucked like abstinence. Enough knowledge to make your wisdom sweat. Forget the vision lets add the understanding math .And a sec whats left in a truth falsehood, Wise cats always saying damn Crone its all good. Nah it ain't that i had to paint the track with my brains with a gat beware stay aware of that. Bust through the Amateur Cap


King syze-
King Syze snowgoons man we back again, attacking with pens thats attack an actual trend this is massacre revenge hiphop the crusaders. spitting with razors to any muthafucka that try to slay us. Dont try to play us and not pay us we get antsy, And get guly and attack like a chimpanzee . qd up in the Air Man we rocking this year with a vision of fast dough in blizzard or black snow bullet for assholes tryna master my rap flow. Hero material is what im giving you ,im back in business i smack a wizard yea if he acting vicious. Ain't no difference on whoever you bring , whoever you bring is A under my wings, they lifting me up. Slicking the track stitching it up, Qd in this bitch we don't give a fuck what

Kev turner-
Yo father please forgive him, cuz they know not what they do, inhale exhale, Breath the Rhythm shed blood in the name of love bleed this wisdom young
Black Americans spread like disease in prison. They stare at you ice cold Freeze this vision. Then the heat is lifting triggers squeeze like the ocean while the breeze is shifting
Im from Phili homie home of Rasheed the piston. Them jaws stay knocked up and weed be twisting, while the fiends be itching ready to hit the line like

Q demented yea weed be flipping , spitting nonstop heat without the needle skipping when the people ask who they see be spitting kev turner the name they need be mentioning


They call me elephant boots one man army salute, when the king step in give him some room. Tear the track apart 300 Goons. Horse syndicated, Budha smoke in my tomb. Live forever through my words, i bash ya head in ever since a Tike in the classroom. Murdah music head full of buh, 3 d doom you see me soon muthafuckas. desert dream vulture pick ya bones clean, Nobody left they took the whole, thing. The same brain with the bass and the drums , Shatter ya frame beware in the slums fuckas . i stay in the street like cracks and bums. Where malice is from where emotions are numb. We are heart grossed callis. snow goons savage brothers Law lus beware


I feed off blood you would never catch me rocking no Vasace, Keeping it rugged weak minds can never stop me. Law lus soon to be Repping inside the tour bus, spaced out like planet x outa town tryna score buds. adored sluts keep em coming until my egos fed, Or im hitting the streets with drugs making illegal bread. i breed the Dead with Snowgoons, Rocking cult status, just to classic tracks i spit on after i wrote madness. The flows drastic like broken dams, the sun of sam gun in hand , fagots pull dance moves like running man. See me in the sticks with a shank stab and a klu klux, give two fucks about nothing , standing in the street battling corny muthafuckas, i was born to drop bombs they spitting with a diseased crew. Murder ya cypher and im living you diseased too


We taking over the game its time 2009 , Watch us shine like a gamma Ride flee flow through time, after time we rip it you know the style explicit we get loud when we kick it, you fagots bow to the wicked
Back on ya feet , spark up the weed , till the sax burnt , packing up ya meat raw cuts from DJ Wax-worth

Leave ya track cursed with my thoughts, flip into evil -run up you in _____________
And my man DJ illegal