chi
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Post by chi on Apr 8, 2005 0:30:04 GMT -5
back to wall wit steel close weed smoke floats vanishing souls like ghosts feel lost and hopeless posted wit blunts cant focus smokin till i find heaven reeper in my mind so the 9 in my presence restin in wood my final lesson aint stressin when its time its good selfish life for paper dust in the hood from pounds that break up house invasions block filled wit hatred facin demons think peace we forever waitin blood flows like seas same streets wit murdered seeds only clips is changin outlaws we trainin driven to slangin main aim cop cake or lie stankin losin my patience pacin the woods a tortured soul wit no hope prayin why satian smerkin his merciless generals lurking look at the sky blitzed ask why this cause this hen aint working hand on this pen cause im thirsty beggin for mercy before my guns start burstin in person im chi want peace just beef aint lookin to die keep heat niggaz lookin to fry feel my life look in my eyes nigga
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Post by frenchy on Jun 29, 2005 19:06:07 GMT -5
thats sum real shit fo real dno if u can drop fo o jus straight keystyles but if u down in the OTT hit up CP613 yeh thats capital prophetes that shit was hot
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