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"SPIT MODE#3"
  by KiNg-Go0B3r


Beast Mode (Instrumental) - Lil Boosie

...SPIT MODE THREE....NIGGA IM THE SHIIIT.....SO GET THE FUCK OUT MY TOILET....


spit mode three
im about to start beasting
getting in my way is deadly
cause im always reaping
so if you aint fast reacting
you will be sleeping
heating, cause hell has not yet started freezing
im a dawg, i bite with no bark
no warning, im not beyonce
i dont ring the alarms
im like charms
magically dangerous
make a nigga like a backwards superman
call that fucker namrepus
hip hop phophet
but i am not jesus
i dont need divine intervention
for these leechers
blood sucking creepers
and they aint pretty either
i thought i told you
stay back if you are a heavy bleeder
you can see the features
of the satanic creature
cause we are not the same
im a hell fire breather
yurp you did it
y-yurp you did it
you have pissed me off
now its my fist im IM'ing
and my fist you'll be recieving
open up your eyes
cause seeing is believing

.....brake time........hahaa...mayn i aint even gohard yet.....

fresh out the box like a new pair of nikes
if i aint the flame, well i must be the light
cause im bright like the moon at night
i frenched that bitch, i got her falling out the sky
now she at ground, so its more room for me to fly
the sun can't say shit, cause i'll put him down when he rise
i'm munching on these stars like moonpies
minus the white creamy feeling inside
no homo, but rewind that back in slow-mo
i said MINUS...THE WHIIITE...CRREAAMYYY....FEEELLIIINNG.....INNSSIIIDDDEE....
NOOO..HHOOMMOO...
pick up a nigga pieces like broke sticks
cause he broke quick
like smoked twix
hostes, the cakes with the mostest
its the best, like me, beating me is like hopeless

*SPIT SO STICKY IT MAKES YOU CHOKE*
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Date Submitted: Aug 19, 2008 (05:02 PM)
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  harley quinn/a...
08/20/08 (12:17 AM) 
mad word play

  ASympl3Diamond
08/19/08 (10:25 PM) 
if u say yurp one more time im not gonna give your ass no more instrumentals u turd ball ass muncher lol

  getchamndrite
08/19/08 (08:42 PM) 
aaaahhh *i frenched that bitch, i got her falling out the sky now she at ground, so its more room for me to fly" lmao @ no homo

  MZ.Philosophy
08/19/08 (08:24 PM) 
Damn kg the flow was sick...i was feelin it hard 10*

  Blakfiya
08/19/08 (08:17 PM) 
lol...go 'head, brush your shoulders off. I see you mad at it.

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