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Chief Rocka - Open Mic / Re: I SEE DEAD PEOPLE
« on: September 03, 2008, 09:12:40 AM »nowadays rap has became more like a snitch
no more real niggaz in the game we controlled by cats who snitch
you go out and make a search abt me and come back with empty lies
who ever told you that in my heart dies
these queens cats hate my swag coz im more like their god
im alive, many of my fans compare me to god
their minds are playing games on em
why did he have to go to em for details
he coudve known abt me in many ways
im sure it f***en pays, that the prize you get in our days
you go out claiming you a rapper, but you make lies just to get the paper
you gon die.thats the truth without any lie
ive done this before, i even smacked a guy after he turned fourty four
this has just made my day nice, coz this story has made you able to buy rice
snithcing don help niggaz, it gets em killed...dont try this
U aint bout nothin but frontin, dog ya hustle is backwards/
Heard the lies, saw nothin, just a strugglin actor/
I was deep in ya city, hustlin! smugglin Crack up/
Asked around,threw ya name up, but nobody catchin ya/
U a dreamgirl nigga, but u need more practise/
One punchline from me will have u doin a backflip/
U claim u got stacks! i make it rain in ya girl/
U aint nothin but a balerina, Prodigy's prodigy/
Keep frontin, i'll have u on ya knees cryin apologies/
Dyin in front of me, u a Mylie Cyrus,a Hannah Montana/
So I Billy Ray ya, give u a achy breaky heart/
U aint build fo this shit, u too shaky takin darts/
I aint even broke up a sweat, u broke up in debt/
Stop trickin down at Spar in ya girlfreinds whip/
I body u fast, like a mule on Karate, man im kickin ya a**/
What the f*** u thought? ya bullshit stories would last/
All ya lies been exposed homey ya fantasies dead/
U got less of a chance rappin than that wigga K-Fed/
So take ya losses, head on to Markhams/
Get a new costume/Cos u aint 50, u more like a broke Jeffrey Atkins/
Cash....wow.Dint know u could hook it up like that.