Happy birthday, mr.
Enforcer june * 13 2005 free force bitch.
* all the haters.
I'm gonna take a drink for you
I dropped the beat
I'm on the rap page today.
I'm on the fast page today woke up on the wrong side.
I * a classmate today
I hate my past on today put it on blast on
today bullshit harass the fat cats on today.
I'm in this new city
Seattle is pretty dope,
but I miss a sweaty day than that lay the heat strokes get me twisted
I'm pissed and I'll bomb your whole city
pretty ugly girl putting up girl filthy.
I'm filthy
I'm dirty and I haven't showered pluck the petals pick the flowers
I'm the * the specials water on the mirrors in the public
bathrooms passing gas as I walk past you peer pressure you to blaze drink
And smoke some glass to one even ask you
I'll insist and if you doubt yourself
I'm gonna turn you out of a bitch into
a lady like me Mike Tyson Spike Lee
Oh,
it's more than likely that I'll have you on your knees
And if you end up on top of me,
I'll still bust your nose leave you leaking in high school
I'd knock them out the violent one
in my crew volunteer to * them up.
I'll be like who the * are you?
You think you want to slash me make them bow when they pass me?
I'm one in this trillion and if you ask me,
I'll tell you Pugie kills homie
We don't * around all around the city's man.
* all over town.
We got the crown now
We're putting it down ain't no better females.
It's ever gonna exist second compare to myself
We saw my poetry memorizing every single round every bar every
breath every phrase that I spray they bump it every single day
Repeat my scriptures up prices * pictures.
I write this it's something more than music when the mic hits
I like this you love it running into me in public
Tell me wherever you done it you do it the hardest and the sickest
regardless the artist I harvest flows hitting shows raves and parties
Don't get it twisted bitch.
I ain't even started.
They want to be like me hit the streets like me spreading all over
California Pugie like me they want to rap like me dress up
and scrap like me tattoos painted shoes talking left like me,
bitch
I'm the devil.
I'm the lowest you can't get on my level and now,
you know,
it's while we're holding
We rolling patrolling my mind is lost and it's open pessimism
as I'm choking hanging locking on the rope and I'm doping up
Hoping I'm hoping this time it works.
Hope nobody in the ruffs.
I just want to go back underground
I love it underground but living in this mess.
I rep the underground you got some love
the sound so shut up and listen now