Steve-O's Raps





After the This Killer Remix were gonna be in history... Don't and try to battle when you can't even come up with a diss to me... Ya'll soft on the inside like Human Spleens... You aint never gonna make it in the game so drop your dream... My raps HOT! They be blinding you kinda Like high beams... Peep my necklace and look at cha eyes gleam... This is the Streets Of Jersey so you better watch cha back... 90% of the time your ass is getting jacked... Im driven a Caddi u can call it a Lac... You know us kids stay straps... With weapons..gats and pen caps... Just sum shit that have you on the floor begging for us too stop... MAN! My wrist so icy peoples can't even look at my watch... Call me Superman by powers I got... Don't Test Me! You see me and my boys in the ocean in a 90 foot yat... J-Tagz got more metal soldiers then the movie I, Robot... In the hood if u aint talented you aint shit... J tags RoCc the Black and Blue but we aint no O. G Crips.. My rhymes so good they make you bite yah lips.. Peoples say Dame!! Because all the tracks $teve Be ripping.. In Jackson peoples will strip ya clothes and throw u in the pool and i aint talking about a skinny dipping...

Copyright Dec 9, 2004 7:00p.m