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- Titre : Shades of Grim
- Album : Ultimate Rap Machines
- Année : 2008
Paroles :
(grimesis)
Who would i be
if i said i wouldnt put a man under me
i let the van hummer creep
blam blam guns unleash
you can lay a hundred feet
or you can stand hungrily
i could give a damn
never let your plans fumble me...
So Maryland run with me
witness this edition of this sick and twisted
gifted kid inlisted on this mission...
to spit this shit legit to any bitches that would listen
im bloody goring my victims the order's been given...
pitchin quaters lifting floors untill my auras are risen
i roll you flat
blow you back like crack you snort in the kitchen...
body is sore im itchin for more
absorbe it and flintchin
lawyer supporting the system
get extorted for snitchin...
i got
thoughts of pissin you off
cause war in intention
visions of horror you cant afford to record or to mention...
my brains double jointed
my blade is rugged pointed
if beef is the subject choice
i leave every grudge exployded...
anointed as top most
ranked individual
criminaly killing you
fell the steel of a villain this little dude...
nigga wit a attitude
minus dr.dre & cube
with nothing to say to you
get plugged in a day or two...
if you ever try
crossing the Shades of Grim
fuckin wit my rage within
its a major sin
i will slave your kin
make you work to save your skin
nigga bring your bravest man
renegades'll win...
they done place grim in a cage
and done caved him in
but im adrenaline raised
im henessy blazed wit jin...
place your bet on the enemy
and put your wagers in
well keep gambling
my hand'll switch blade your chin...
i damage amateurs
you ramble imma handle em
standing on my turf
i burst cannons
i bet u start scamering
niggaz with false grammer
yall aint even boutta answer it
you's a nail to my hammer
yall aint even got a chance wit him
(RebelleX)
he aint leaving
why you testing him
feining to get him
meaning to tell em
you cream or squeek
im squeezing the weapon
and then
im leaving your melon
beat and bleeding
weak and weeping
we is even heathens
seeking green and
breathing the essence...
then im left in shades
man up and im ready to blaze hammers
get in the way
and i bang ya left in a grave...
when i step in the place
aint no body tryna see me
hang yo body from ceiling
shank you bloody hungry villain...
till im counting 40 millions
dont you fuck with me
im that type of a folk
pop ya just for touching me
or reporting me
to the law force or D
you be forced to see death
no remorse for me...nigga
-Death B4 Dishonor-