NotoriousJCD

Posted 2 months ago - 9/6/2009 @ 12:22 AM
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Be A Deity

God told me he picked me to be the best emcee/

so I told him Thanks G, But I already knew that, that's Imma be/

He knows I can see politics is adding more oil to the pitch/

using it everyday to set flames to a witch/

So the rich can live happy and hide their own glitch/

I'm the only one that will stand up for this shit and snitch/

The only one that will flip this switch, scratch the itch... kill that trick/

Lasting like the fertile crescent, I'm destined... Check it, Midwest is what im repping/

Rapping is my forte,.. Packing a gat in a lyrical way/

Cuz any cat that decides to play I'll pull the trig from the tec in a sec and spray/

With this music.. note. bullet, Don't act stupid that what's wrote is what sold it/

Your playing tight,.. I'm all in with this bet/

Ace, King so they call me big slick, I pity the weak so I end foes quick/

Music from a mic or weed from a brick, which path do I pick/

Either way im destined to be rich, So I wait for this bomb to end its tic/

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