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From now and forever the likwit emcee

"from now and forever the likwit emcee" -scratched by tony touch

Danger danger, wild west ranger
Rearrange'a the mark ass
Behold, the look on my face stone
With a rare style that never grow old
I'm the state bear with a rough flare, plus debanare
Time for me and mine, but for any kind I care
Stormy weather rain
Defari con tony toca, tash, and
Break necks bounce it when I spit it
Knockin jam is a form of calastenics
Let it knock you mashin down the block
Rims with the car wash
Watch the bitches
An look, always stay five ahead
Hard at work, you tricks lay in bed
to the world but ? hayru? he be the sun
Always burnin, ''cause my job is done
Run one time I rather dump an ak
Thats for all the and brown that got carried away
To the morg, when I look in the mirror I see the

"oh my god" by tt

Since niggas wanna set
time to start the checklist
Tash the likwit runnin through your city reckless
Blame it on the hennisey, we drink that for breakfast
My style be standin out my homie tony's necklace
This is flawless raw'less for ya
Nah, fuck y'all, this is for all my drunken
Nah, dat, this is for my homie tony touch
I told ya homeboy we through in the clutch
New york, l.a. not the same thing
Y'all niggas rob, out we gangbang
Guns to the ammo, think they rambo
on the corner with they khakis and they flannel
Dang yo' flow sound just d's
Who battle three g's for t's
Please, read it off the of the alki-bumrusher
Fuck you up so bad, tony wouldn't wanna ya

Say
Say
Say
Say
Say
Say
I'll you up so bad, tony wouldn't wanna touch ya
Say
fuck you up so bad, tony wouldn't wanna touch ya

Lets get upclose and personal, malicious, sid
I bang bitches, you might find yourself missin
Rapper's delight, keep it at the house but ain't fuckin it
Got'choo stuck in the headlights, move
is all of the sudden, vehicular homicide
But I ain't for nothin
Me and my cousin, strong buzzin, and a dozen
Pushin and shovin', leads to gettin sucked and up
Like a nigga with a and a gun, hold up
Rappers act they ain't gon' die for small fry
Try to reply, don't touch what you ain't buy
I gon' lie, motherfucker love to get high
get by with scraps and pennies
Now we winnin and emmy's
And party the henni and remi
Got a big theory nigga keepin it hot
Its the art ? ? ? or not

by tt]
"let me show some off me here"
"alright....that it"