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LYRICS

[Adal-Beraht]

(Yeah! Hommie what)
A to the D to the A to the L
The West Coast in this bitch, nigga its about speed and stealth
Always true at hand and on the streets
A hommie thats real and wrecks havoc on the beats
Ladies and Gentlemen this is what Im here for
Out here it rains a lot, daily forecasts read severe bullet storms
If ya burner aint loaded nigga stay in doors
Its Adal-Beraht, the underground blitz, this is the storm
Grass here grows on blood and forty-ounce
Gotta have the gat locked and loaded with extra rounds
In case someone steps out of line and wants to bounce
They talk about the hood but live in middle class towns
Hip hop is really dead but I believe in reincarnation
Stupid dances, snitches, and wack rappers aint part of the equation
Keep listening to that fake-ass shit for comfort
While we start the process of elimination


Adal-Beraht

(Doesnt have a youtube account but you can find some of his joints below)

youtube.com/DavidVidS192

youtube.com/osman8shady



[Sello]

Who on this track is really a gutta mah fucka,
If I hand you a strap a bust a mah fucka
If I hand you a knife a cut a mah fucka
It's a shame cause I don't hera not a mah fucka
I keep my forty five hat cocked to my right side
And if a nigga try to play me imma end his life
Mortician, gon have to put um on ice
These niggas aint killa they tell to me lies
And I keep it real nigga till the day I die
Cause thats how all the goons do it in the chi
And we like normal hand guns with hollow tips
AK-47 we don't need that shit
The Dessert E could bring down an elephant
So it's more then enough to off yo pussy as bitch
And every time I rap
I spit straight crack
Bring that fake shit through the chi and get yall ass....


~Swagg Boyz~
~Black Spades Ent.~
~Sello~

youtube.com/blackspadesent

myspace.com/tyusproductions



[Jae Clipz]

Im nice spit it twice when I go on the flow
Maybe thrice on the mic bring the heat niggaz know
Im da shiest, lyrical device, in ya head like lice
If you fight then I blo, melt flos like ice on a stove
Rappers talking bout your Smith and Wessons
But my rhymes are weapons, have you 2 steppin
Leave you with a hypertension checkin
Kickin ya face like Tekken
Wreck it while Im at my lyrical ascension
Nukin leave yu pukin like yu fukin pregnant
Its stinging that rappers singing like Miley Cyrus
Muthafucka if you ill ima muthafukin virus
In this hip hop game call me coach Carter
Go farther flos harder then a mutha fukin diamond
You amateurs be finished when I spit it
Niggaz cease cuz ya beef I grill it
And Im ill as syphilis when I kill it
Need a witness that these lames think they spitting flames singing

Aahhahem wheres my autotune?
Gimme the bizzznessssss!!! (Wack!)


Jae Clipz

youtube.com/JaeClipz

facebook.com/pages/Jae-Clipz/85610374653



[Davaldo]

(OHHHH!)
(YEAAAH!)
(SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTT)

Davaldo gon rhyme, speaking ma mind
Im not from Chicago so I aint a shy guy
I own this shit! Like a hole in the hills
Even sicker than the box youre put in when youre killed
Coffin out bars, emptyin ma lungs
Now the same songs sang on every Samsung
Rappers these days have one hit then theyre gone
Gives a whole new definition to havin a hit and run!
FUCK THE POLICE! I aint gotta remind you
So sick of the law, coming down with Swine Flu
Blinged out watch its my time to shine
Cause them mimes cant spit enzymes like my rhymes
Metaphors better than yours, their meta-5s
Last person to fuck with me? His ass met a nine!
Your styles copied, like CDs from China-town
And you look and sound the same like youre rappers with downs

(Yall Wack!)

Davaldo

youtube.com/davaldo1

twitter.com/davaldo1


This was an internet collaboration only, i uploaded the beat and asked like 20 different rappers to get on this, these were the first 4 that i got back. IF YOU STILL WANNA BE ON THIS, THE BEATS STILL UPLOADED, RIP THIS SONG AND CUT OUT WHOEVER YOU WANT!!