OT: Lost

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BEAR

Sicc OG
Dec 15, 2007
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#1
I hate to post OT threads, but I really want some thoughts on this song. Basically, I heard lost by Gorilla Zoe and thought the song was great but a little lacking so my homie Rob decided to remake it for us to enjoy it more.



[verse 1]
floatin around, above the ground i'm an angel
lost now i'm found, by the kindness of a stranger
drunk off hypnotic,i can't even feel my fangaz
turn ya robotic, it Kanye and T-pain ya
caribou lou; gettin blown like hot, soup
television on mute,see her strollin like a nupe
12 step ballaholic and you can too
got your girl beating pipes like the blue man group
yeah, yeah see my brim stay leaned,
never met a nigga that can do it like me
kiss it while u grippin sheets,hit it while im grippin feet,
aim it make it hit ya cheek,then i leave
yall muhfuckaz musta lost yo mind thinkin im not considered number one of all time
its a sin its a crime; never do it like i done it, cuz i run it like Obama and biden in 09
twiddling ya thumbs, and bidin yo time, is only gonna hurt ya grind down the line
the greatest rapper pound for pound underground,
stay leaps and bounds above these heaps of clowns
money over the hoes the motto,i'm macho, frozen overload, i'm hot,phone the marshall
hose a nigga down, then i dick ya down in ya ear vagina cuz this rhymer a tough act to follow

[hook](2x)
i know yall losin it, i know yall losin it
i know yall losin, yall losin yall minds
i'm not number 2,recognize i'm the truth
always wreckin the booth, im the best of all time

[verse 2]
yes, i have returned,to the depths of my lair, escapin from haters,
never turn back, so i keep my head forward, one hand on my sack
Official rasta flow, da bwoy can rap
keep my ipod on,og's gimme dap
my contacts are so sharp,gotta wear an eye...patch
that means they dress fly, trap
venus rocks gleamin, more space than a gap
i'm so abstract,and my pockets so fat
pockets like Star Jones before she got vac'd
nigga all my cars hard, no matter which i sub in
you can say i roll callous; Range white with tough skin
car lot ku klux, got horses under hoods
man, fuck dat, the bass get knocked like Suge
subliminal messages and hidden innuendo
I get my 16's bit like a super nintendo

[hook](2x)
i know yall losin it, i know yall losin it
i know yall losin, yall losin yall minds
i'm not number 2,recognize i'm the truth
always wreckin the booth, im the best of all time

[Bridge]
i'm lost on a road
i'm losing my mind
i know who not to trust
those who on my nuts
only for my bucks
i'm never givin up

im lost on a road
and i don't know what's wrong with me
that's why i keep that styrofoam with me
and that microphone with me

[hook](2x)
cuz i know yall losin it, i know yall losin it
i know yall losin, yall losin yall minds
i'm not number 2,recognize i'm the truth
always wreckin the booth, im the best of all time​

What do you guys think?
 

BEAR

Sicc OG
Dec 15, 2007
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#5
Wonkavision

King_Cashus_-_Wonkavision_2_.mp3 - 3.49MB

It's a rare scene, to see a candy fiend
oompa loompa hoe, her damn hair green
white pair of jeans, skin tangerine
vocal cords mean, listen to her sing
she leave ball slobber even tho ive hog tied her
got her to suck my everlastin gobstopper
dry all her sa-liva,dont get it inside her
she already pint sized, so why risk a toddler?
when my cock deliver, snozwangers stop and shiver
like augustus from the back,i'm swimming in her chocolate river
now im the fudge room,floatin in the suds room
bout to hit her ceiling, so the pussy gotta burp soon
Slugworth hatin on my pure imagination
Got my Wonkavision hooked up to my playstation
magnum XL's for my biiig dick
bitch i've got the golden tickeeet

Me and my Grandpa Joe know the man to follow
first thought he was joke,Dressed in a purple coat
he was singin off-note in a psychadelic boat,
swung a cane at my throat, if i came too close
he always had hope, that a kid would come along
continue his life's work, and write oompa loompa songs
now he stay in the factory long hours; thats his home
Devouring any guys who spied on what went on
Never did he guess in, a million years his quest would
find the perfect candidate that he could finally rest on
who would learn his lesson, not to under-esti
mate who made you great, and the first number one creation
Elimating Vio-lence, shh em into si-lence
pressure them to dia-monds, to evolve their rhy-min
sick of their ly-in, healed em like a sha-man
chewed em up and spit em out,and now they turning Violet

theres still some kinks in it,me thinks i shouldnt have thrown everything even the kitchen
sink in it,
cease grinning at the men who peach-tinted,or resentment unleashed in the form of bleached linen
draws, pause, crazy women leave scars, loompaland bound she tailin in my own car
didnt finish what i start, i cut her deep, she need gauze
cuz i gave her a Standing O and i aint talkin bout applause
aww,dawg...its not like i didnt want her
but everything she did gave me the willies like wonka
stayin no longer, she a real bad egg
gettin everything she want no matter what her dad says
He a wangdoodle puppet, i know he really love her
But he raised a spoiled brat who gettin banged by orange munchkins
wouldnt want to be seen with this broad out in public
last i heard, she was fuckin Charlie Bucket