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Calificación: 5.0 [Impresionante] | Vistas: | Usuario: CaineYRF

No Escaping This - Caine + Mr. Wiseguy + Freeze Lyrics : Mr.Wiseguy : No escapin, please just embrace it The truth stepped in I guess it's time for you to face it I spit the basics, mixed with some complexity Iron on the waist, aint' no body pressin' me How these niggas' stressin me? That's a no go Dead pool niggas', they aint' go no flow Me Caine and Freeze up on the track Aint' have to turn around to bring New York back Please get my stacks so I could count em One big room where bad bitches surround em Rappers these days we sit back and clown em And roll one up and question who found em That's why we listen to us and only us And women just shells that we place our nuts in It's a sin, the way we killed this beat cus'.... Freeze: Yo, Murda murda Murda' for a millie I'm money makin' Marlon why these niggas wanna kill me? Cus' i'm properly pickin' paper my people protected You try to pop on people they take ya' chain and your necklace But I'm really thinkin' that im crazy Serial killer flow like I'm takin' lesson from Wayne Gacy These niggas couldnt face me, so why you talkin'? One man gang you's a dead man walkin' Drop a bomb just like a taliban Homie you could ask ya' man Aint' no escapin' you a prisoner in Askaban Niggas' is lyin' cryin' I dare them to push me I put the poker to peter and told that pussy to push me I had a chick named Patricia she used to blow on the penis I tried to sex up Serinna but had to settle for Venus And see the haters don't like me but see the girlies they blow me They sayin' that I'm the one but don't need no Canobe Caine: Uh, Yeah you done heard the lady Cross that line then I gotta' crazy Trust me bro with the flow it aint pretty Enough talk and more rap it's time to get witty Didn't think I'm bout it, This man aint generic Cus' his whole mood change once the gun rose like Derrick Rantin and ravin', homie started shakin He knows I got that heat that could leave Kevin Bacon One slug in the chamber outta' anger Imma' pop It aint the 14s but I gave em' that last shot Talkin' slick games? Thought you knew better I dont play boy tell ya man-shun like hefner Play boy? Mansion? Yall dont even get it I aint gonna' stress it, homie just check it Caine Wise and Freeze we the bros on some chill shit We hear beats and write bars, then we go and kill shit You see the game bro? We got it on lock Me gettin' head is the only way im gettin' topped Rappin' like you nice man, you should just stop We goin' to the top you at the bottom like the rock I'm, rappin it fast you get passed Dumpin a nine you get gashed Fuckin' knives you get slashed Better than I? Now you gassed Hearin that shit my team laugh My team first ya' team last ya' so ass so my flow? I know you wanna' copy it Rest in peace to the beat the team just bodied it...