Field Marshall Bradley
Veteran
Bro, I'm not reading all that. Your posts read like thise indecipherable Goodie Mob verses...
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Why is it you fail, to see a man
In the same hour, that his kin come grinnin?
In another code, fell asleep, party mode, tryin to come up
From the ashes that defy your lift, listen up
Ladies seem sweet, the ocean meets the mountain peaks
Stone-walker, the side-walker, watches loose lips, Wall Street
Numbers set by stock movers, buy my tip so I can touch
Not for no print size, plate saint, white wasted H20
Four coats'll make it glaze
Beams rooted like dogwood, between the Pine, wind
Twenty-fo' stores with malt for sale, still fetchin water
Out the well, help em size, find the grind, find the times
Where the times weighed as hard as ? find me shoes, dead beat daddies
Rico dead, he didn't make the TV
So why should I weep, man gon' bye, see you when my light blow
Got more good than dirt to throw, and I won't pull
Between the halo, and a fork-pitch
Suffocated by my rhymes.
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Big Gipp/Art Barr
Anything you say need to be dismissed based off this along.... No ball fans stans Rick Fox as a UNC player unless they're a broad, or a honkey Canadian.......