Smoke Flow - Cheloo

Something is not right in the head, to bad

Doc’s can’t fix the shit when i’ll be pretty fucking dead

Please don’t feed my ego i don’t feel that shitty need

I’m a bad seed indeed just let me smoke my weed

Never love money couse that love can kill to much Money love can get you ill

We still have a war draw, never kiss the shit

Deafeat life, stay alive and fuck retreat

We love the mike, we love life, we love the hip-hop beat

We only fight on stage, and every show is live you know that shit

Fuck fame, fuck awards, fuck happy music

The word is a tool fool we have to use it

You know life is a game, at the heavy weight,

The final countdown can’t wait,

Use the brain, man is never to late

Don’t think for diamants and shit,

Don’t be so fucking friendly

Greedy motherfucker, your coffin has to be trendy

I’m like a flea, check my ID in hell the sickness of mallerick’s man,

i’m sick indeed

When i take the lead i see you catch speed

Oh shit, go fuck the beat called rapman and this is it

Killarmy:

ah, ah, ah, ah, yo cinetic in (?) show 4 (?) yo, yo

A long ways from home i bring you another other

Two dope ass niggers, me, self, and my brother

Yeah, he’s from another should i let him explain

Introducein' me!

What’s that niggers name?

…with this might devices

He slice twices, ye, you can’t fuck with him

Its the show for do' you all niggers know

Yeah, i’m coming from the dirty ode, that’s the OHT

Army and my man, we keep it the ground

Were keeping it slime, you know i’m all about mine, that… that cock you gotta

get it don’t stop, that dope, yeah up with dope down

We be doin' what we doin' and thats the reason we are here

(?)…doin' this, u cKrab niggaz beware

I wont stop untill i’m through with this

Even if it taste (?)

(?).you'l recieve a better line

cinetic, you bitchez wont forget it

For many many (?)

Yo, ah

Uppon my arival, once my feet touch solid ground

I know imma score, its like touchdown

Go deep dont (sneek once i post up:-?)

Yall niggaz better catch me like a photo close up

Get back lay back dont say the (?)

I’m a (?) nigga never know for fuckin' (?)

Dont get your mouth toched

Dont get touched

Dont get opened up like a fucking dutch!

begin

(The more friends in him:-?)The first, the nice

You niggaz cant fuck with me im (nice)

On this mic device

My (crow), my weapon, i shoot at your boots to (?) u steppin

In a opposite direction, yea

U fuckin' around this niggaz try to (?)

U fuckin' around and get layd down

When that (?)thunder (?) hit the fuckin' ground bïtch!

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