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gephies - the x (10) - files lyrics

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the x (10) – files

ya’ll about to prost some street…

what what what what what…

uh uh…

1
of all i find how to stun n how to get more vif of a blundt
visle haze is my guide it has been on till now from last night
since the widow n it’s shade yo each blaze is my lifes third fate
but allways same drill n flick i do most drugs that could give a kick
while on i do with deputy it’s sick so my rage is an empedemi
uh! a release of primal n that sh-t dog it shure gets ya rival
we go way back like delorian it makes me towns worst euphorian
n my abuse is not pathetic im still lazy with no sords of etic

2
it’s some filthy stash i trade n em plates be clip of the weight
as milfs for tobac ya observe my hand when it’s crack
ganjas i took for prey n i let a chunk allocate a jay
but d-mn im addict n we fun men above the traffic
a best of slum round ways im allways gettin the thumb
so im up on side ya’ll must dip or aither f-ckin glide
off ponie of rites should mellow n get up in our heights
after clift n ya’ll thigure what was wrong with the thrift

3
a danes word for criminal lane is used the efforts all in vain
im so deep we got no blame i get em shot heo’s that refrain
unweak mines i evade also im one helped up too unstraight
but i reign our clan n also im swathed up with bandan
n lit sh-t like naplam so high i choke it by the gram
just to lay off a nerve while i slend up n down suburb
wich is bob in psyche i got my denims loose in the guise
to dub on this gray n i’ll just be shatterd when it fades the brought day

4
i mind on rap wich is composed n works as a strap
like vengeance for dwat money it has been the same of that
it’s slowth n ghetto yo out here what lives is my pheno
known by friends it’s mark on mark dog with my prints
so i last esteam im only one broke with no dream
of this verb oh! i got clip n i got bats in my derb
like a god i ask em for g’s n knock on the barg
an energetic these al’s i came up n were fanatic
so im no vinie ya can trase me back thugh to the ninetie
menace life i’ed lean n get a bliff on the pife

5
were real high till i blur raved our crew is a h-ll lot of standers that look enslaved
n we are surved by the month em ravenz got their leader at the front
even ourselves busy with drug nothing puts up with home on the block
where im inmate with life invert some words makes me get to the skirt
so im absorbin all the chased the smoke puttin all my havings to waste
any verbal orcase f-ckin disgraced though some of sh-t ain’t to praise
ya rhyme die yo or quit i may swerve of what gradually is in spit
for morbid days lot’s i tried a young drag who joined a five
now i just sit back chillin my dirty plans are like a marvel villain
on these tracks i’ve givin ya’ll thankfull for all the f-ckin k!llin

6
ya learn this here hit a little line n all unsence the mear
n dawn as bright only rap and then the joint dispite
wich does the math when i get down i leave much for wrath
unwanted as life yo i blant in how to stand this tryphe
with m-ss at fade n in em m-ss i had my verse remade
of daims at flame just mourn my street scape of dream
cane n rhythm yo n i’ll thugh a westside as one mythin
or some dead i’ll just be play against all on your shret

7
i daze the meth n all ladies whelm in that im sweat
bliffin on splif how i motivate the money in a vift
as i thigured my mad dome got advanced method
all as errie once i wibe the yay veil of a fairy
wich is cake i get em morphine beam from a flake
to lean of dead so wry i floth in dreams like a wet
it narrow sp-ce i roam in as no one with some shades
to embrace the depth of all the jay vifs that i’ve slept

8
i get ends to shave n i do slit much just one date
vet as the one lady n my fair is the come of all shady
but while self yo i must get laid i get a groupie up in my slade
though never hitcher’s yo im gonna loosin up with the b-tches
then im a vif with my gang they all believe in me cause i sw-ng
grow up so you can hang im the g here the rest slang
em pounds of a mag all you get if you mess with the sh-g
funded with stack its my row im kingdom of the black

9
ye im redosin i keep off em fret of emotions
for hands are coverin credit all my secrets are in lines why unlet it
i cannot show im a gump know im fed up with the los in my dump
ryders they all some manic n with sweater on like a bandit
that’s gotta be can’t seem eightie for all my other style made kind of wavy
fat known to be my baby since back at the club back on graddy
where i used to make a trend u can try get me off n repent
yet i perform big n naughty ya’ll settle for applause raise ya fourty

10. – (x)
im all that’s haunted ya backlands most wanted
it’s for doin somethin that’s nocturnal dream black bust actual the purple
n phrase it with no border h-ll is where i head cold against slaughter
for them devils must submit cause my life i just came up like vomit
so i must slap em like ike n i did pr-ne to dispisin all light
said struggle to get ya right then make a changein of the stride
on what a lousy sermonic n made my explicits sardonic
young bust on chronic i got mines phase hard as it’s to stomach

_gephies_ – 2016

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