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Songtekst

Artist:BabyBoy
Song:Rhyme Some
Album:My Life

Life is just to intricate to understand 
I cause a fuss, just because, I rhyme like a smoke dust
on the other hand,my style is bland
Get you realest rhymes to hard to understand you can`t see
you might agree,I possess the mind of a flea
Extually I got the dangerous rhymes 
on a brand new double h tape called it insane
I`m not thugged out and own no guns...
cause my therapist says I shouldn`t be around one 
I brought you the reality so ya better call my tha `Big Don` 
I`ll be that plantinum rapper with the golden words and the one with the shortcuts 
I spit darts,and get ran over by supermarket carts 
I supossed to be the independent 
My style is don`t cause I can`t
Why they see I hit hookers like a gangsta hits switches 
Got more beats than Magic`s got assists 
you won`t believe it cuz I got the ingrease styles more than The Stylistics
I`m the one with the bitches and the money`s deep like the gold at fort Knox 
Keepin it rollin,make it up to the top with my three unbreakable thugs

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