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Whats up main I just peeped out ya song and I think its phat. You should have put Sicx on here It would have been real loc so keep doin what you doin. Iam going to peep out the cd. I still going to bump that Old Odeasea though cause thats still dope. Much respect for droppin it off like that though. Send me some info about the cd. Iam going to pick it up I get tired of hearing Feminem an Gay-Z. NAPALM is out this MUTHAFUCKA. PEACE TRE-8
NAPALM
Oh yeah tell what you think of this flow Tre.
I caught you in a web of decit/
Time to greet the grim reaper/
The creeper with the heater/
I elminate foes kill those who come weaker/
Madmen with masks smash for the cash/
Take what we want and dacimate the rest/
Upset ya set with bullets out da pitch black tec/
Written words flourish with nouns and verbs/
Ya hear my lyrics on all streets and curbs/
Come down harder then then God ending the existence/
Have your insides torn up like oiless engine pistons/
I have many missons that involve mass terror/
Check it Iam clever whenever Iam on a new endeavour/
Weather the storm surpass the norm/
Mess with my girl youll be in trouble like a snitch in a prison dorm/
Wont conform even in the end/
Had a friend but he snitched and sent me to the pen/
I wasnt just a friend but a cousin/
Leave him with a concussion when Iam bustin an buzzin/
Off O.E. ya know me RB the Robber the mosbster/
Say what you wnat to say and Ill leave ya fodder for the rats/
Solve all my mathmatical equasitions with gats an ball bats/
1 bullet plus ya skull equals brains on the wall/
Divide that by ya momma cryin cuzz ya dyin/
And it equals ya in the burin pit with ya soul fryin/
And dont talk about bloods because bloody red rags get left in bags/
The wearer shot by the Black Flag menece/
Pay penece because ya carried out like an execution sentence/
In remebrance Ill piss on ya tombstone/
So gone ya brains start to rot/
I told you from the beginning Iam leavin em mentally distraught
NAPALM
Oh yeah tell what you think of this flow Tre.
I caught you in a web of decit/
Time to greet the grim reaper/
The creeper with the heater/
I elminate foes kill those who come weaker/
Madmen with masks smash for the cash/
Take what we want and dacimate the rest/
Upset ya set with bullets out da pitch black tec/
Written words flourish with nouns and verbs/
Ya hear my lyrics on all streets and curbs/
Come down harder then then God ending the existence/
Have your insides torn up like oiless engine pistons/
I have many missons that involve mass terror/
Check it Iam clever whenever Iam on a new endeavour/
Weather the storm surpass the norm/
Mess with my girl youll be in trouble like a snitch in a prison dorm/
Wont conform even in the end/
Had a friend but he snitched and sent me to the pen/
I wasnt just a friend but a cousin/
Leave him with a concussion when Iam bustin an buzzin/
Off O.E. ya know me RB the Robber the mosbster/
Say what you wnat to say and Ill leave ya fodder for the rats/
Solve all my mathmatical equasitions with gats an ball bats/
1 bullet plus ya skull equals brains on the wall/
Divide that by ya momma cryin cuzz ya dyin/
And it equals ya in the burin pit with ya soul fryin/
And dont talk about bloods because bloody red rags get left in bags/
The wearer shot by the Black Flag menece/
Pay penece because ya carried out like an execution sentence/
In remebrance Ill piss on ya tombstone/
So gone ya brains start to rot/
I told you from the beginning Iam leavin em mentally distraught