Okay, this oughtta be a live one, when it comes my crew the word friend just don't describe 'em/ where im from they're siblings this kid brings the rhyme raw, this is who I rhyme for, who I'd break a bamas spine for/ who I'd sign the dotted line for, prolly sell my soul too, me and half my boys prolly roll thru your whole crew/ i told you, most ain't ready for T-Y or Teddy, JMills cosmic chuck Shay-Z Red or Eddie/ plus Nicky Ritz, Sal, Treech, Bob and BNick, making waves when we spit, you faking end up seasick...bet.
ps..rhymecamp went live on friday and what happened was not practice. it was the hiphop gods letting us know that we're on the right track.
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