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Westwood Freestyle

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(Kuniva) Yo its Kuniva, I'll cuss hoes out like a drunk sailor And cock the hammer back like tim the two man tailor You best be on your best behavior before I slay ya And watch the video of your life with your lord savior I can go in off your mom, they get along when they see the gun And dirty dozen cross my arm and it aint a secret get scared And be nervous, cuz I'ma be in jail in a cell with C murder Shady is a general, a soldier form I showed it to him He saved my life I owe it too him, so compare it to anybody I serve you on a platter your words dont even matter You all you leavin badder, I'm a hazard without bowl and loop doop I shoot thru people at super markets while they ringin up your fruit loops You challengers get pushed off banisters, I'm unavoidable like anvals Droppin on toon characters (Swifty) I'm the freak slasher, chop bodies up in meat packer I reach back for the necks, choppin your feet faster Than Steven King, I repeatedly beat bastards The pops for result of havin a meet in maggots When I see faggots, put three in they fleece jackets You bleed rapid, poppin all in ya lead actors Speed n acids when I mourn, didnt even ask for it Technique's hazardous, you needin Jesus of Nazereth To see what's happenin, means havin your teeth chatterin Speak battlin, heat splatter your peeps abdomin Sweet fashion, I reload and I keep blastin I breathe action, if you dont believe ask him (Kon Artis) I'm sick of bitches man, I done heard enough shit Talk alot of mouth like they wanna do it Then they pull down they pants and then I shoot fluid Then they start runnin screamin like they God called them And I called them back and then pulled a crackin in Stick my dick up in and make them rap again They wanna rap for me and tell me that they love me Kon Artis your my daddy and I dont wanna be your hubby I cant be your hub baby I aint gettin married I'm stand fuckin bitches, it really very scary My lil cousin named Terry told me that I fucked him too long And then I gotta get a Jerry curl to make 'em all keep drippin You *****z know I never really be trippin, my beats bang Make ears bleed thru walkmens thats why people ignore you like you aint even talkin You chit chatter and get splattered by a disease beat addict That spit spontanious like a Prayin Mantis I cut you off Pickin that gang green your man seen how I get ignorant By losin my spleen the truth of the seen as soon as my team Get on we rule cities like zila thru Hong Kong, you wanna knew You wanna know, you gotta ask my man Proof how the fuck the flow goes (Proof) Pull it back pull it back pull it back pull it back we aint wentin no where, we sippin shampane Shady records, aint no body better than us Shady records, no chedder than us


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