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J-Rambo For Real ( aka J-rambo 4 rizz)
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Date Posted: 12:51:42 12/08/08 Mon
Listen up yo' as I attack on this fatty g..
rat a tat tat, got a gat for those mad at me..
peckerwood at heart, and it starts as a tragedy..
Used to be they'd bash on me, but I'm now out my misery..
ain't no limits to these levels, and I'll level anyone for fun..
Get me loaded with a gun, and watch out as these busters run..
I'm the master menace, and I'll crush you up and canned like spinach..
Get me on a given sentence, in the pen, and SHANK you're finished..
I'm without those 'care-abouts' my mind says fuck and I carry out..
And now your mom don't know your whereabouts, but guess what I still ain't caring now..
you could be dead, with some lead in your head..
in the bottom of a lake, duct taped to a bed..
and that's the whole point, your burned like old joints..
You turned the wrong coin, so now your world's void ..
On point since 86', fuck a hoe, fuck a bitch, fuck a trick, and fuck a snitch.
It's that boy J-Rambo For Real, with the real meal deal. Watch your eyes. That theatre's coming soon!~!~!~!~!~***
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