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| Posted: 08 Mar 2008 02:09 | ||
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| yeah fuck the long talk, why mans are bringin guns to the court so prepare for the en slaught like when i go on tour still reppin welland and goin on raw, when they see me in the rave they put there hands up and wave cuz finnaly my people see that im not just any old radio wave travellin in to the minds faster than cocaine that i bring heart and emotioin to the game so anyone who i spit at gets a name and aint it a shame how my flows grab u and dash u over the head constantly they smash u up, yeah my name is SNIDEZ and i dont need no trigger to make me bigger than i all ready am like i picked up king kong and showed him in my song that he needs to mosy on before i hit the bong and dust his ashes is away like they were cheech and chong and one day when i was playin wid chaos soul frickee messin about on the golf course tryin to get me self some practise for when i see tony blairs ass il be swingin from iron to iron till he dying and had enough so i can feed him my sandwich and rough his front teeth shoot his nee let him fall to my feet give him what he has worked for puttin us british soldiers in bush's mess out in the west where our mans stuggle to reach there breath so my no1 enemy i think i speak for every rich white poor or black that ya shit is whacked how come ya send us to war then fuk off from ya no10 door leave us wid some one who fuks wid drugs and skips from hor to hor but he aint opened any door to sucess im a soldier and i stand to my feet shout every man out in my fleet | ||
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