Tha FreakStylaz Post Album | Knowledge - BACC Lik I Lefted Sumthin'

T HA F REAKSTYLAZ P OST A LBUM

| Knowledge |

| 11. From Flamez, To Ashes |

Yea wat up nigga.. D-Flamez u a herb..

I guess after puttin ya flames out

I gotta clean up tha ashes huh...dats nuthin'

its Blacc Out season mothafukas

let me shine first before I dig in dis clown

look,

Dis herb got nerves tryna call me out,

I'll stick a dick in your mouth

and fuck what you're talking about

I know for a fact you never did a crime,

never cocked a nine, and never served time

You act as if you're crazy, stupid fuccs like you amaze me,

purple haze got me feelin' kinda lazy

Slugs gettin' pumped out tha chamber, bitches yellin' "DANGER!"

They got me locked behind closed doors, got me robbin' grocery stores

My style is so deadly even someone with amnesia who met me can't forget me

If I don't get my fuckin' dough,

you gonna see more chairs thrown than the Jerry Springer show

I'm quick to snatch Flamez out his Polo,

I'm the reason he came 10 deep and left solo

mothafucker.......

(Talkin')

Okay mah duke Ima need a bloom & a dust pan

shit dis alot of ashes right here..

D-Flamez Imma murk slowly... Im havin too much fun

I does dis right here, look

Flamez,

Got a problem? I'll beat ya till' ya twitch

and leave your corpse in tha ditch

fuccin' bitch, cut you up like the Blair Witch

If I can't find a ride, I hitch

Flick the light switch and leave it pitch- -

black, and when I run back to get my mac-n-gat

yo Flamez I hope you run fast,

the shotgun blast leave you in a body cast

You just a rat, I'll pop your tires flat and attack your cadillac with a ballbat,

and when your wig's peeled back and the blood go splat on your hat

You'll recognize this tracc's ill n' I'm ready fo' combat

tha real is bacc.....

(Talkin')

Ayo Imma need a bigger bag man..

ashes is everywhere... lol

dont worry cuz I GOT'EM!

So what's bigger, your bark or your bite?

My shit's so tight, it makes the shit Primal writes look polite

So even if it's not quite night and the sun's still bright

I'm gonna shoot up Flamez crib and leave him with a bullet in his rib

I move so switfly all your lame shots miss me

No parental advisory, fuck tha bleep

So I'm a keep goin' til' this rhyme's complete

I bring the beef front to back, white to black, you best stay strapped

you know its a wrap... clean him up boi!

(Talkin)

.Ayo I aint gettin at you again

boi stay in ya place... change ya name up

cuz after dis, ya known as "D-Ash"

cuz Im puttin ya lil flame out for good duke

(Get--EM!!!!!)

Well fucc it, Imma let this starvin' artist misbehave

before I spark the darkness of harsh carnage in narcissistic rage

only thing in store to witness is mah horridly morbid siccness

as I demonstrate how slaughterin niggas like Flamez,

is why I'm employed to keep Morgues in business!!

Im finish...& so is he...lol

GET AT ME....E-Z

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