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Leathafase
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I'll Handcraft Ya Fate
f/ Desert Eagle, INF-Black, Kawz
[Leathafase] Scramblers Stone Gang bang, Ayo, Check I'll push this razor through your face like hard white on a glass plate There's six million ways to die, I'll handcraft your fate Assassinate your character, The ten mil caliber's modified And designed to re-align your spine Grind harder then flint stones, Friction'll spark Feel the impact of high grain bullets that crush through your dense bones Afghanistan terror torture moans I heard from the victims buried alive, By the Hillside Scramblers/Stones My hammers are chrome, Some are black, Be afraid That I'll stab you in the rib cage and break off the blade This is renegade music, Murderous melodies Dead meat, When Hell freezes over I'll fight with my felonies Fresh melon squeeze, The juice out your head with no pulp Leave holes in your cantaloupe, I'll eat your food in one gulp There's no antidote, A cure to stop the spreading of my plague Pistol bulging in my pants, It's the burner by the third leg You can beg for mercy, But I feel no remorse Winter frost, Thoughts colder then exploded nitrogen tanks The banks stop, I'll spray this magazine through your heart As batteries and plastic help your pacemaker to jump start I'm one smart killing machine, Nahmean Lead rockets drill in between your stomach, Spilling your spleen Civilians scream, Singing a song of death A serenade for the slaid, I spit with a stronger breath, Yes
[INF-Black] Now what you know about that Stone Gang, My gun bang In the yard God is where them goons hang, We take aim Any man front'n could get slain, My big thing Let it off, Reload twice homey, Close range, It's kinda strange Play with your life money, It's not a game Type of shit that I be on, Hungry, I'm in the lane Get it crunk, Numb'n your style, Call me cocaine Can't fuck with none of you acts, I'm addicted to the grain Keep it playing, Move by the hour, I get it off man It's a shame these O.G. cowards wanna say my name And the niggas I used to fuck with conversate the same Barber shop talk, New York put a talon through your brain It's a sharp sport, Get caught, Shower all you lames In the dark hall by four, Cop the dope for your vein See me fresh, Shine, New walk, On the block with my thing How you like it nigga, I'll break your frame make pain Here them niggas go, Shooting up the side of your range Better hit a hoe, Domino effect on my foes With a better flow, Nigga I confiscate the dough Flip it three times round and let my younger niggas blow How we get it good homey, Yeah we gotta get it fast Stack the dough up quick nigga and spit on his faggot ass Big mouths don't last in my jungle son Tie your ass to the toilet kill you for your cash and guns
[Kawz] I got a hundred G vocabulary That I only use if necessary Word is deadly, Aint to many better then me Test me and get sent straight to the cemetery I heard he was legendary, But hardly an adversary for me Said to be amongst the ranks, Running with thieves Guerrilla wit it, Gun in his sleeve I don't give a fuck if you leave Money was nice, But he aint fucking with me I'm the type to leave these coward cats stuck in a tree You need a fireman, Fuck the police Call EMT, I spit flames G, Aint nothing can change me A murder, Some surgeons are smelling smoke As they rush the scene, Fuck with me and I'ma crush your dreams I gotta fiend for every hour of the day With the product I don't play Shower then with rocks, Sprinkle them with yae Niggas better pay, I aint taking nate, Have your money straight This aint a debate, Half stepping with your cake Like Kane said in eighty-eight, I set a motherfucker straight And put your name in the air like David Blaine You know what I'm saying, I make em fly without strings Hit you with the thing and then your crew minus one Cause the difference I bring
[Desert Eagle] Yo, I'm down for the get down, Pound for pid-ound I'm the champ that's why they calling for the sit down They want the game man, I'm selling by the pid-ound I got a chain gang and we all get down Nigga front on the cash you know where it spit rounds My dudes'll touch you, We'll clear your whole strip out I'm the lone ranger, Of the stone rangers Back wash, Shit stretch about four acres Used to doubt the kid, Til you all caught the vapors Now you on my dick, Everybody wanna rape it Wanna take it home with them and clone the greatest You out dated I'm upgraded, I am the matrix Could we save the mainframes and databases Tried to hit me with a virus called playa hate'n I got hardware, Every shot devastating We puff lime green and we pull levitating
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