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DeepSickz

Deep-Sickz, A talented producer and rhyme spitter, On a mission to produce dope ass music, Beats and for free and for sale, Custom work available, Outta the Was

Beats for sale, Exclusive rights for $100-200 or a whole album produced by Deep-Sickz Custom work available. Get at me!!! If you want to purchase a beat or have any questions call 425-529-6188. Payments for beats can be sent through mail in money orders. After you have purchased the beat it will be removed from the site and you will receive a HQ-MP3 (FLP. or WAV upon request) of the beat through E-mail or the beat can be mailed to you on a single compact disc along with the contract signing over the beat.

Song Info

Genre

Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General

Charts

Peak #662

Peak in subgenre #359

Uploaded

March 17, 2004

Track Files

MP3

MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00

Lyrics

Deep Verse 1
-Its my reactions dat kickit back 
Now lets blow that blunt
wit a quicka style that be knawin on ur flesh for a month
look in my eyes understand the pain that i created 
Spittin Hollow tips circles echoeing crys from satin

beggin Dumpin clips from mah lips rippin thru ur whole crew
when i be reachin up in my pocket an pullin my steel out thats blue
a young legacy yet to be revealed to the underground
Spit shinin lyrics u are now a victim to mah lethal sound

Hit the battle ground
Knockin brain stems insane
I crave for money like a fiende for cocaine
When haters be comin around i inform them of they wrong
cuz they tha type thata get fucked up when the burners be singin there deadly song

Dont contest,I break ya chest,right thru ur bullet proof vest,a mess of 
money Biches and drugs, is this what my life is gonna become

Jus cuz id absolutly shred u apart piece by piece
A shank thru ur heart jus to get ur main arterys
Yea im bustin noses and crackin ya crews dome piece
im fuckin ya bitch i pass ur sister she resembles a donkey
im swingin punch lines so hard ya eyes cant believe whats comin
The next think u know ur head hits the ground(Plum-Ud)

Splat thats the force of a baseball bat cracked 
swingin fightin,I threw a uppercut jus like early tyson,i flip the script,
mulitiply my chips,its mr.candy man bitch,I thought  u knew ur shit,
what u need,real talk on the real,
Whether comes in powder form or a little tiny pill,cuz im quick to
come up,the papers all im all im chasin' fuck it, fat bags of dope is where  
cabbage gets its profit,deepsickz motha fucka spittin razor bladez,
im slicin up ur rap sheet with this shit i had to say

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