June
July 2011
min nya gat :D lite besviken :/ ingen säkring :( inget slagstift på hanen :( pluggad pipa :( typ hela mekaniken i pistolen är bort taget :( men den var billig XD
Yo Im only 18 and my mind aint older My gat is always warm No its never gets colder Cuz I have a evil little man on my shoulder He always tell me what 2 do I bet ya heard of us We r
Ebbno is back Kicking the fack Freestyle in my hood Fukking ends in Hollywood Fucking rocking fucking cocking The fucking party zone Gets fucking mad 2 the bone Fuck my angry tone Fuck u if ya call my
If I cud explain it in words Its shod b so easy If ya cud c in 2 my heart Ya maybe understand If u cud live a day in my head U shod c ur own land I promise ya don’t want leave Cuz every thought is a
Call me ebbno, sp., staff sergeant Marksman, skill in killin', illin', I'm able and willin' Kill a village elephant, rapin' and pillage a village Illegitimate killers, US Military guerrillas This ain'
Get shot by a 50cal sniper rifle Falling down in the mud My body losing blood My eyes gets blurry But Im aint worry Crawling back up on my feet’s Looking in ur eyes Make ur brain die slow Cuz the de
ebbno spottar texter har ett eget labb precis som dexter bär baggy jeans och en fet tröja alltid redo att röja älskar mina skor och jeans ur mina speakers dunkar fresh prins glider upp på scen gr
ey vi är norrtäljes kungar spottar texter så hela fucking golvet gungar styr och ställer som ett par förorts ungar vi har inget kryptonit rider över alla beat bara flowar och showar sveriges egn
Yo i get mad 2 the fakking bone When im dropping shit in the microphone Im fucking spitting fire I will never retire Im the rapper every one admire Every day wearing red bandana Going word killing spr
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