a lil flow..im bored

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CURT B

Sicc OG
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May 21, 2002
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i got more-raps(blunt wraps) than ya store-has//
under age so u have the clerk slide em through the door-crack, right over the floor-mat..grab the blunts, give em the cash-and-split//
roll it up jus to find ur wraps-dont-hit//
finally smoke and ya ass-is-so-lit u look down and thought u saw ya sack-wit-no-dick..man u trippin, shit musta been-laced//
looked back down and saw ya dick back in-place..now ya twisted//
dont know wuts in-this so u start-trippin//
run to the bathroom and start-shittin..tryin to crap-it-all-out//
aint workin so ur start burpin tryin to hack-it-all-out..no use jus chill-homie, relax-now//
cool for a quick-40 then u start to spaz-out//
act-out liked u cracked-out//
puke up a half-pound like u had bad-trout..now its cool, u feel-comfort//
insides is burning feeling like ya hearts real-sun-burnt..here take some-pepcid//
and calm ya ass down before ya get us-arrested for possession..wit intention-to-sell//
fuck jail i'd bail and take detention-in-hell..he says hes calm-now, just act-straight//
now hes gone-now and his homie asks him how that crack-tastes..
 
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CURT B

Sicc OG
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May 21, 2002
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im leavin-ya-all not breathin-at-all//
whoop ya ass like steven-segal//
u'll be needin-to-crawl to the phone to be speakin-ur-call.."911:please-help-me!//
there's a dude-in-my-house wit a strap shootin-it-out, come before he melts-me..im scared-as-shit//
i feel like a bitch wit a pair-of-tits//
oh no!there-he-is..come-quick before im done-with//
i dont wanna die from some-twit wit a one ton-clip"..hey!who u talkin-to? "no-one"//
thats it im offin-u, we'll see who u talkin-to wit no-tongue..no-teeth//
no-beef in yo-knee send a whole-fleet wit gold-cleets through yo-cheek..catch the metal in-ya-throat//
said this suicide and told u-to-write, begin-the-note..now sign-it//
wit ur name, not mine-bitch//
i bluffed once but this times-it..its-over, any last-words?//
im-sober, gonna get drunk, u better ask-first.."tell my mom i love-her and i'll wonder while im under why i fight my brother//
i know we like eachother..its was foolish//
put it behind-us simon, we cool-kid"..is-that-it?//
then i grabbed the gat and blasted his-ass-quick//
this-rap-shit has me disasterous, its-tragic that my actions is so-drastic//
i left him dead wit no-casket..im still at the crime-scene//
i see the one times lights-beam//
how did they find-me?//
this the last time i try-e(ecstacy)..im done-rollin//
gun-holdin, hope to stay alive til my sons-older..lifes-a-bitch and then-u-die//
gotta wife-and-kid who tend-to-lie..no-purpose-for-livin//
no-surplus-is-givin..so im leavin-the-earth//
kill myself and find my body repeatin-my-birth..
 
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