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     | Monday, December 18, 2000 - 01:26 am the ascention period iz near/duracell m.c's u need 2 be everready/test me ** u can't trying 2 improve vocabulary wit' yo lyrical running rampant/ibeg of u hault then return 2 yo predestined labode word control iz mo' than which webster dictionary u hold /what u on about?/ u m.c's can't rap take dat back /u just rap no deep thoughts intact/bullshit 'bout u strapped!/ talents tha main ingredient u seem 2 lack/east london dis north london dat/thug wannabe's,the next tupacs???????? xcalibre standing lyrically bound,wit' a mic 2 da left hand ready 2 impound....... waiting 4 a reply from a somali m.c w.............annabe
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| | Monday, December 18, 2000 - 01:30 am ow dowg,dat •••• tight baby boo,a somali m.c is all this honz ever dreamed of,if i rate u a hot 10/10 jhon blaze could u drop me yo email addresse honey bunny?????????
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| | Tuesday, December 19, 2000 - 12:06 am i ain't no somali-wack mc wana be  but on the real though my NIGUZ in DC' feel you you aigh't... i give you that much but one more thing. Get Your Rymes Right. couse the pimp is the realest nigga you ever come cross with. i don't playa hate but i can set you straight. STAY TRUE TO THE GAME. 
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| | Tuesday, December 19, 2000 - 08:41 pm When niggaz see me on the corner, they see how a lady be glowing, they see my mutha fuckin' jewls...my •••• calls, my pple call me shiner...ya heard...i'm bout designer wears, I'm bout thatya heard, i'm bout diamond rings and big things, big money...cartier bracelets...becuz i work hard for my ••••... AyYo, I ain't tryin' to hear no haters...haters be hatin' on a lady, tryin' to look@my wrist and see how I be glowin', then they look@my diamond earings and rings...and they start to hate, talk bout hating...yo, i pity em haters...I work for my ••••, why can't U? I break 100 dollar bills, don't hate...love this, don't envy my ••••...work for it...ayyo, I wear prada shoez, em hoez hate, becuz they can't afford it. My designer clothes aint no reason to hate, buy that ••••..work for that ••••..they look@my gucci pants, and they still be hating...talk bout haters...yo, listen up...mutha ••••*z, I work hard for this ••••..haters always gonna be haters...keep on hating while i'm still loving it...y'all haters die...i'm out
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| | Wednesday, December 20, 2000 - 03:42 am i feel u pimp,strong comments u suggestin' there rudebwoy,thats y the next one amma drop gon' blow dis motherfuckin' net up 2 pieces u hear dwog? watch dis space ma broder,oh yeah d blaze ma blood don't watch dem haterz below yo' feet alwayz be lookn' a step beyond,peace out and one luv 2 y'all!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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| | Wednesday, December 20, 2000 - 11:00 am let me enter tha stage/thug nigga from compton do`t be a afraid/ but be alarmed/i don`t get fooled by tha bitchez charm/my niggez keep on tha rise/ •••• tha jealous niggez out 2 despise/ thought i might enter the discussion/i`m a holla a back when i`m not rushin`
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| | Wednesday, December 20, 2000 - 03:32 pm niggaz be hollin' when they see me on da street, bitchez be throwin' cuji in my face i stay true to the game smokin' weed is who i be, and u know i be holdin' it down for all my windsor niggaz! i ain't about all that shiny •••• i just be me and all my dowgz u know i got u back till the end peace.
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| | Wednesday, December 20, 2000 - 03:41 pm hey yo am back on the mic so step da mothefucking back i ain't ain't kiddin' dogg, when i ryhme i spit this •••• yo and all my fly ladiez u know u wanna hit dis •••• nothin' but bluntz smokin' and i let u have the rouch what else u want from a dowg motherfucker and all my somalian honeyz holla back
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| | Wednesday, December 20, 2000 - 09:19 pm Ay-D-blaze back for da second time...if u ain't know, now U know... d-blaze pays for her valentino pants, becuz she can afford that ••••...dblaze rolls with big designers names, she kicks with nothing but ballers... My niggaz die for me, they kill for me, they puff da blunt with me...what now? This here is for my nigga dhagax, yo r.i.p nigga, u my boy....this here is yo, yo, if u ain't hear dblaze, str8 from the d-town, holdin' it down for my somali pple what now? Yo, my album comin' out soon, we do underground style....ima always rep. for d-town, thats my second home...xamar, here i come...yo, if y'all gonna support a sister, y'all need to hit her up 4sho..ya heard, name is dblaze....we got our own studio out here in d-town, if y'all ain't know, thats detroit, ya know...we tryin' to hear all em cats with tight skills, if u can rhym, ya has to holla...don't wait, if u talented, u gonna get signed up 4sho... OnE
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| | Wednesday, December 20, 2000 - 10:23 pm yo x-calibre, check this out cuz im da right mc.aight.>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> slowly i turn step by step to da back window i crep silence like a mouse on a set when everybody in da house slep i disconact phones in da res i come like da livin death straight for dirt if ya know JASON dan u know work down to basement da door get it first......bla bla what do u think bout dat?
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| | Thursday, December 21, 2000 - 10:29 pm This one goes 2 fake Mc's or trying to be Thug WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOwwwwwwww Somali refugees can rap!!did know that!!stupid mother fuckers go learn Koran instead fake lyrics or I'll kill you shi*t cause u guys can't even kill a cat!!!!! Yeah: One more question if you want kill some one why did you left Somalia? I mean war lords can use some animals like you, Who feel me???????speak up
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| | Saturday, December 23, 2000 - 12:12 pm Much love goes out to calibre...Ya made an excellent topic dawg...we need our hiphop cats out here more often...we battle with the mic..we don't shoot no one..(this here is for U, anti muslim hater wanna, U ain't no muslim if u hatin' on ya own muslim bro's and sisters..ya heard...u is an ignorant mutha f*cka and U ain't even worth my bullet f*cka...
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| | Saturday, December 23, 2000 - 11:39 pm Yo i'll knock you the fuk out and thats with out a doubt like freddy couger i'be the nigga u be having nightmares about Wanna hate on me coz i fucked your wife Well fuk you and your puss ass crew Coz i wont hesitate to take your life Either with my AK or stalking Knife.You claim to be an MC but all you are is just a weak wanna be Everybody knows me i am true mother fucking G.Got paper Gees hanging out of my pockets Got it.Got it (dj) got it locked down like the mafia better run and start praying to your saviour With this lyrics in the heart i stab ya Better think of your step coz i might stag ya and befor you even know it u be falling like Niagra
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| | Saturday, December 23, 2000 - 11:54 pm Yo i'll knock you the fuk out and thats with out a doubt like freddy couger i'be the nigga u be having nightmares about Wanna hate on me coz i fucked your wife Well fuk you and your puss ass crew Coz i wont hesitate to take your life Either with my AK or stalking Knife You claim to be an MC but all you are is just a weak wanna be Everybody knows me i am true mother fucking G Got paper Gees hanging out of my pockets Got it.Got it (dj) got it locked down like the mafia better run and start praying to your saviour With this lyrics in the heart i stab ya Better think of your step coz i might stag ya and before you even know it u be falling like Niagra.
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| | Sunday, December 24, 2000 - 04:37 am 50 SHOTS IN THE AIR FOR MY TRUE WARLORDS OUT THERE! WE THE WARLORDS WITH THE BIG SHOTS, READY FOR A WAR SEVEN DAYS A WEEK, LUCKED MY BLOCK WITH MY SOMALIAN SOLDIERS, WE NO FAKERS, WE NO BLUAFERS, COZ U KNOW WE THE REAL NIGAZ, F*CK WITH THE WARLORDS AND GET WARHEAD IN YOUR ASS NIGAAZ, THEY SAY WE THE CAPTAINS WITH ONE EYE SHORT SEE ONE MAN'S WAR, WARLORD CHEST AGAINST YOUR CHEST, OOOH MAAN YOU KNOW U GONA GET STRESS, WAT U GONA DO WHEN WE RUN UPON YOU, WELL NIGA I SUGGEST U BETTER RUN OUT,BEFORE I PULL MY GUN OUT, OR GET BOOW BOOW IN YOUR CHEST INSTANTLY, F*CKING WITH THE WARLORDS IS NOT A GOOD IDEA, BE A GOOD BOY, SAVE YOUR LITTEL SOUL FROM ME, BUT GET TOUGH WIHT ME AND I GRUNTEE U I'LL PLAY DRAMA ON YOUR CHEST. FAGGOTS TALK NIGGAZ LISTEN, I AM 4REAL
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| | Sunday, December 24, 2000 - 01:55 pm Yo x calibre check dis out................. yo i been through a whole lot i seen my whole life fly away wit my dreams a young nigga bout 16 not a fiend but chocked on trees every now aand then i write wit my pen lyrics like dis flow like oxygen so i begin again i'm live from the retro for real but i'm still dat kid from da T DOT ghettos hello i know i didn't start dis gangsta •••• for all u niggaz tryin to test my •••• let the beat hit your yo' eardrum son.................
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| | Sunday, December 24, 2000 - 02:10 pm here is another............... who dat nigga walkin down dixon/pants low limpen/hangin wit crooks dat be sippin/ hennesy and sharnay spliffin/heat by my side when we ride for a fight/pull the heat very quikly/they call me pe pe/the b.i.g/of this gangsta ••••/bitchez envy me/in this rappen/what's happenin' partna/wanna test wit da best comonna/i bring da hardcore •••• to ya memmber da name PEOPLES.
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| | Tuesday, January 02, 2001 - 09:36 am HEY GUYZ YOU'LL LYRICAL GENIUSES DAMN I'M JUST UNDERGROUND RECORDER RIGHT NOW BUT YOU GUYS KEEP IT UP...I'M DOWN SOUTH SO PEACE NIGGAZ HERE IS MY •••• when i step to the mic I drop hardcore ryhms/ Niggaz be jealous girlz be saying that's dope supa am a blossoming flower but am a blow up one day /my next door neighbour gets stunted by my lyrical gift/ I ain't got shiny thangs but am abe me be the one and only SUPAFLY...
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| | Friday, January 05, 2001 - 08:56 am YO 2 ALL YO BITCH-AZZ MC WANNABES,NIGGA FACE IT WITH THAT CRAP U AIN'T NEVER GONNA BE NO MC MY BABYBROTHA CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT,SO UNDASTAND THIS GO HOME GET UR •••• STRAIGHT.THEN COME BACK CUZ YO •••• IS WACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. BBBBIIIIIAATCCCHHHHHHHHH
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| | Friday, January 05, 2001 - 09:00 am YO 2 ALL YO BITCH-AZZ MC WANNABES,NIGGA FACE IT WITH THAT CRAP U AIN'T NEVER GONNA BE NO MC MY BABYBROTHA CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT,SO UNDASTAND THIS GO HOME GET UR •••• STRAIGHT.THEN COME BACK CUZ YO •••• IS WACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK. BBBBIIIIIAATCCCHHHHHHHHH @ SUPAFLY,PEOPLES,DBLAZE,XCALIBRE.
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| | Friday, January 05, 2001 - 08:37 pm HOLD UP HOLD UP NIGGA/WHEN YOU STEP TO THE STAGE YOU BETTER BRING YOU BULLET PROOF VEST/THE ROOM IS FULL OF LYRICAL GENIUSES/ONE THING YOU CAN BE SURE IS WE'RE STRAPPED NIGGA/I JUST POLISHED MY PIECE SO BACK OFF NIGGGA/PLAYA HATE BUT RUN FROM ME NIGGA/ SUPA AND DBLAZE ARE ON THE CHASE NIGGA/DON'T DISRESPECTING MY GROWING MC'S WITH THAT FAKE ASS •••• NIGGA/BETTER WATCH YOUR BACK WHEN YOU GET OUT THE GAY CLUB/WE'RE THE PROFESIONALS SO BACK OFF BEYAATCH!!!!!!!!!!
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| | Saturday, January 06, 2001 - 01:46 pm this one goes for Anonymous nigga am feeling you from the day one we are supreme somalians born to be the realest there are no such thing as fake mc's only LYRICAL GENIUSES stuff, I be the first and firm let me introduce the most dangerous cold hearted nigga a live that's me I be thee baby D. now tell me can you feel the pain in your brain like the rain dropping head. now watch how I create the mad vibes with my crew . I be the fly nigga from LE1 that's my area carry the raw technical I been showing ya WAR LORDS WE ARE YOU AT HOLLER BACK PS SHOWING YA THE REAL LYRICAL MASTER
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| | Saturday, January 13, 2001 - 01:43 am WELL THIS IS ONE SONG I'M TRYING TO FINISH IT STILL NEEDS SOMEWORK..... "i put em` 2 bed!" stop,drop,look up in tha sky and see my nigas/ equiped wit atomic swords,rhymes & mic cords/ attackin` messageboards reconize tha supreme villian/drug dealin` and trife livin` battle rap verbally killin`/lines is cap pillin` if you think not step in tha ring/but wit tha pain i bring i k.o. ngz before tha ding/i`m destine to hitt tha top cuz i`m threw tha roof wit hard *bleep*/i`ll lace ya face wit broke bones,speed knots and hog spit/what *bleep* niga........ best react and blaze bigger/i`m from tha land big shaq,reggie noble & rah digga/so i rhyme quicker green fiend aint nuttin soft/matrix style bustin` nigaz up wit gunnz like lara croft/flows is blended 2 tha point and always splended/ devil`s desendent.....(blaow) nga yo life just ended/ "now i`m going 2 bed"
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| | Monday, January 15, 2001 - 03:09 am gwaan superfly,nigga yo shits getting tighter by da line word!yo zookeeper u ain't da rite mc u need 2 cum off riding on method manz dick and learn 2 ride on yo own ma brother,along wit dat brayer from sheffield rhyming about representing in compton nigga dat ain't yo hood both y'all need 2 be real,hey blaze sup sis u still flossing?keep fly,stay high!one luv 2 y'all amma go 4 lunch and be back 2 write lyrics 4 the dessert!
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| | Tuesday, January 16, 2001 - 09:23 am whah whah:: I got it put it down for my fellaz who put it down like what: Now I don't know anything about mic check, however I do my thing on the pen. So let me break it down for you all. I am like a ghost invisible, you can't reach me like a wind I blow on your face. When you need some reality look at me in the eyes, and I am sure You will be lost like a fisher man on the sea. See babies I float like a leafe, never stop like a river stream. My dreams, are untouchable, and only reachable by me. Like I said before don't know anything about a mic check, but I tried, and I am pass it on to the NEXT M.C.>.>>. ayaanick(wack as can be laugh wit me now)>>>I rock the mic!! I love you "LABO"  meaning I love you too)>>>
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| | Tuesday, January 16, 2001 - 06:25 pm 50 SHOTS IN THE AIR FOR MY TRUE WARLORDS OUT THERE! Baby@dee dis 1 goes out 4u homeee wach u got, tell me wach u got, don't talk all day, but let me see wach u got, i am getting tierd of your bullsh*it u saying "am do this" "am do that", mada fuc*kers niggaz like u talk 24-7 but can't do shi*t, acting all bad wen ur niggaz around, getting all pu*ssy wen i get ur ass alone around the corner, sh*it "baby deeeeee" tell me wach we gona do wit this niggah.......... wat u got, tell me wach u got, don't talk all day, but let me see wach u got, all u do, all day is just fu*ck wit my mind like those other niggaz who went down in histroy long time ago, fu*ck u but this time u ain't gona fu*ck wit my mind, am have ur moda fucking ass, once i catch u, i don't know wach am gona do wit useless niggah like ya, am let my somalian soldiers deal wich ya, i tell ya the get paid twice to bust faggot like ya, they gona empty a whole clip in ur head just to make sure u ain't gona give me sh*it no more............. wach u got, tell me wach u got, don't talk all day, but let me see wach u got, don't ever never fu*ck wit us coz we the warlords saaykoos, aint that right "baby dee" moda fu*cka warlords is the name, we the niggaz that pertend to be the weaks when we are the strongs, try N cross the warlords then ur weak soul gona get carried away 4good........... wach u got, tell me wach u got, don't talk all day, but let me see wach u got, am out peace to ya all baby dee where u at
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| | Wednesday, January 17, 2001 - 09:07 pm Well well well the Supa one and and only fly is back for ya'll wack MC's.. "look over ya shoulder" Nigga look over ya shoulder 'cause I creep and and attack undetected/ I blow minds without being noticed/ I don't just blow minds for fun I hit with a fierce force/ I'm a hitman nigga you better watch out Look over ya shoulder/ I might be fixing my lazer right between ya eyez/ you never know your wife hired me to lay you ass to sleep/ look over ya shoulder/ get your ass home early 'cause I might be on the street looking for ya/ when you get off your car look over your shoulder 'cause supa might be drawing his 9mm on ya neck/ well look over you shoulder I creep and attack undetected..... Well fellas hit me with any changes that you might think is neccesary and your sis ayaanick keep representing ya hood and I know you are gifted with the pen so write something for me. I saw your page on BP SO hit me up too I'm SUPERMAN_2K.....
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| | Thursday, January 18, 2001 - 06:00 am I'm a pick it up where Somalis left all, spit some hot sh** make you wanna tear the roof off, I'm never at a loss for words, I kick nouns and verbs, like a thugged-out nerd, play me too close, like you ain`t supposed to, and my flow will roast you, and the only flaw, to being this raw, it`s that sometimes I got to rip through a few of ya`ll......WORD SON'S WAR LORD'S I AM HERE
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| | Saturday, January 20, 2001 - 02:45 am intro:turn off yo' treble coz we hit u wit' the bass..............turn off the treble coz we hit u wit the bass...................turn off yo' damn fuckin.g treble coz we hit u wit' the bass.......in yo motherfuck ing face Her eyez hazlenut big,beady,round,and brown, complection light chocolatey brown first time i seen her in his town oh lord!somebody check this treasure i've found am like "gon' have 2 take her digits down no time 2 clown i often tell join da list the que,but not this chick she fine enough 2 be ma miss iceberg hipsters,she couldn't get a tighter fit glancing at this beauty had ma heart lit she's all about it must'ave approached thatin less than half a minuite let her know the deal,and how am single repeated back positively "so there's no reason 4 us 2 not 2 mingle? exchanged digits promised 2 give her a call yo' theres su'ing about her i couldn't resist at all 6 foot tall body curvier than those of a model x-calibre sure gonna stimulate her mind, body, and soul taking her hopping at da mall make other plans 4 2morow ma nubian queen on her i spend ma c.r.e.a.m! strange as it may seem, 4 her i'll give up all ma lifetime dreams letting me explore them place where no other has been just sit back then sip back summa dis wine b4 we take it 2 da bedroom 4 a bodies 2 intertwine sweat trickles don yo' spine thats when i know you're mine pressing yo' body firmly against the wall,u start 2 climb patienly waiting 4 that momnt i enter from behind one hell of a kind when it cumz 2 the bump and grind felt u shiver when i cum inside babygal u da bomb u just blow ma mind getting hot wit u a nigga will never regret making u scream ma name liku in labor with 10 pound triplets ma future baby madda, giving u all ma luv while the rest ain't getting nada i strictly blank 'em faithful and sensetive never pay attention taking consideration of the consequences coz we all know what comes after the flirting and lil frenchkisses always keep in ma mind how our luvs the realest wondering where yo' heart is then find it next 2 where mine is on the peak of the hilss where true luv lives our 2 hearts unseperable like a pair of siamese twins u and till eternity no longer a wish but a bliss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!+
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| | Monday, January 22, 2001 - 07:28 am blew my mind..............+++++ speechless..., but more impressed then anything!!!! Yo I am out!! ayaanick
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| | Monday, January 22, 2001 - 06:18 pm ayaanick is back on the one and two: don't know anything about a mic check, but hear me out yo: Let me introduce myself, they call me PK(Poetick Killer) Ain't no playing around in my game. I am intellengent, and I can Only be comprehended by my permision. Now I give props to those who have expressed thier words of art. Nothing scares me/not even War Worlds/I fear Allah/and that is who I look up to. Flossing Jewerly, or talking trash is not my aim, however if you step to me like a gentelman you may have a chance of being heard by a this nubian queen. Here is a poem I wrote couple of months ago, and it is about death!! Hope you all like it..and if you I guess you can point your views here... Death Comes Knocking Knock, knock who's there its 'me' me who Your death Already? Panic The door remains closed Knock, knock Who's there Its 'me' me who Your soul the room turns cold I'm numb to the bone rigor mortis? "Can't be"my mind replies The door remains closed Knock, knock who's there Its 'me' me who Your breath It stops I die just like that Don't even reach the door When death comes knocking on our door it takes our breath away one breath is all it takes. Knock, knock who's there Its 'me' me who? Your Life What? Go away! I'm dead Nothing matters now The door remains closed What? Wait a minute What door? there is no door no you, no me no flesh, no bone no shape, no form no touch, no sound only endless memories like a dream, a flashback, a haze with a gene here a chromosome there. No doors. Nothing. One breath takes all. The next time death comes knocking lets ask ourselves: are we ready should we be will we ever be to open that door? Is there a door? because one precious breath is all.
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| | Thursday, January 25, 2001 - 06:49 am HELLO PPL WELL THE ONE AND ONLY SUPAFLY IS BACK FROM THE PENETENTIARY!!!!This is about a boycott against the warlords in Somalia!!!!! How can I be blamed/ forgive me god/ I'm insane And searching fame won't hurt the change/ Follow in the footsteps of past dealers/ Equipped wit ski masks/ no witnesses/ we blast skrillas Baby now they feel us In this act of war/ mo casualties/ no survivors Any man that defy us quickly dies/ cause we are strong In our quest for peace / we wear vests Equipped wit automatic fire/ we reply when the warlords trip us and you against the nation/ we ain't in this for as a tribe but as a nation/ Whisperin while we conversatin Cause niggas died over information/ How much more can we take/ warlords brain wash and use young gunz like us/ now we're out of the country so let's educate and inform eacother about the down fall/ tribal wars don't do good a nation they destroy one/ expect us all awake The world ain't ready for us yet/ so let's make the warlords pay/ They never wanted us to make it Everything that we possess/ they wanted to take it/ we had to fight and take it/ I think the warlords are smokin weed, boneing young girlz and Making a living out of our miseries/ I can go on all day but I got to bounce but I'll be back to drop some more!!!!
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| | Thursday, January 25, 2001 - 08:53 am 50 SHOTS IN THE AIR FOR MY TRUE WAR LORDS OUT THERE BOOW BOOW!!!! HERE I GO AGAIN NIGGA LOOK BACK!! WAT U SEE??? ME COMING FAST WITH THE THING AM GONA TAKE UR LIFE WITH, NIGGAH THINK BACK!! WAT U REMEMBER?? U TREATING ME SO BAD, WAT U THOUGHT I WASN'T COMING 4 U, HUH, BUT NOW AM HERE N ITS TIME 4 PAYBACK MODA F*UCKA, WHEN U SEE ME, U'LL FREEZE, U SIMLY CAN'T MOVE, A DREADTFUL HEAVY FEELING WELL SINK THROUGH U, UR WHOLE BODY WELL SHAKE TO DA GROUND,U SAY NOTHING BUT WAR LORDS TAKE ME I AM READY TO DIE, NOW DAD U FACING DA WAR LORDS, GET READY TO DEI, IT SO CALM, JUST FOLLOW THE BRIGHT LIGHT DAD COMING OUT FROM MY GUN.......WE'R THE WAR LORDS WIT DA BIG SHOTS READY 4 WAR SEVEN DAYS A WEEK, NOW WAT THE FU*CK IS WRONG WIT U , CAN'T EVEN LEFT UR HEAD UP DEAT FAGGOT, I DARE U NIGGA TO LOOK ME IN THE EYE AND SAY ONE WRONG WORD TO ME WHEN ME N MY NIGGAZ STANDING A CIRCLE AROUND U, A RING OF GIANTS, A LINE OF FRIGHTENING, A NIGGAZ DAD BELEIVES NO KILLING NO GAIN, TELL ME NOW HOW U FEEL, WAT U GOT TO SAY, NAAH NAAH DON'T U TRY TO SAY "PLEASE IT WASN'T ME ", U ARE MINE, AM GONA HAVE U 4 MY SUPER N LATER ON AM GONA HAVE UR NIGGAZ 4 MY DESERT, MAYBE I'LL BE BACK TOMOROW TO HAVE UR FAMILY MEMBERS 4 MY BIG BREAKFAST, F*UCK DIS U STARTED BUT CAN U HANDLE THE WAR LORDS, GET REAL!!!!!! WHEN U SEE ME, U'LL FREEZE, U SIMLY CAN'T MOVE, A DREADTFUL HEAVY FEELING WELL SINK THROUGH U, UR WHOLE BODY WELL SHAKE TO DA GROUND,U SAY NOTHING BUT WAR LORDS TAKE ME I AM READY TO DIE' I AIN'T NO MASTER OF LYRIC OR GENUIS BUT I WRITE WAT IS IN MY HEART, LICKAM ALL BABYDEEE WHERE U AT HALLOW BACK
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| | Thursday, January 25, 2001 - 10:19 am HEY THE WARLORDS I'M TALKING ABOUT IS THE ONES IN SOMALIA THE MILITIA WARLORDS YOU MISS UNDERSTOOD ME BUDDY!!!!!!I'LL CREEP AND ATTACK UNDETECTED SOON "I'LL BE BACK"
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| | Thursday, January 25, 2001 - 10:23 am HERE IS A POEM I'M BACK AND MORE DEF THAN EVER... I CRY!!!! Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confiding, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. And sometimes... I Cry and no one cares about why. BY THE ONE AND ONLY SUPAFLY AKA QANCIYE
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| | Friday, January 26, 2001 - 01:44 am SUPFLY IT IS ALL GOOD NO HEART FEELING
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