Album: K-HOOD Demotape Vol. I Artists: SBAR, Ill Deuce & Kreem Song: Comin' At Cha [SBAR] sbar bless microphone best recite my songs with a licence to ball, sbar will fight till i fall rightfully called mightier than lords, hungrier than all strapped wit more raps than pack of alquita fighters in the war get the hydro rolled, while im spittin these flames take off ya clothes hoes slowly n rub ya tits in my face bump this shit in ya whip shake ya tints wit tha bass technique lethal, got tha reefer lit in this place its written in clay better yet wirtten in stone my sickenss is shown every time im kickin these flows im pickin up hoes just by spinnin my doe my dawgs kreem n deuce comin thru bringin endo bounce wit me now [SBAR] its hip hop in tha motherfuckin house nobody can fuck wit this, yall buggin out aksin for action, well were the comin attraction gonna rhyme till i die khoods comin at cha [Ill Deuce] ayo its hard when its dark n not familiar with tha ride one takes it to the left n i take it to the right jump on into the ride, let me stimulate ya mind allow pleasent pass of time, listen to my rhymes travellin thru time, my crew is right behind spit it up, cuz its mine wouldnt handle it by far would fuck around wit sbar sash hits ya girl from behind lotta shit is on ya mind, lotta shit is goin down lotta people want it all, only few hold tha crown ill deuce only do sum pounds, we can scrap go all rounds best around pound for pound, ask kreem what really counts [SBAR] its hip hop in tha motherfuckin house nobody can fuck wit this, yall buggin out aksin for action, well were the comin attraction gonna rhyme till i die khoods comin at cha [Kreem] ayo i spit venom like a was poisonous snake so come n get em, u know kreem raise tha stakes blazin eighths, rolled in amazing papes exotic like erotic babes from LA sexin me in my s.u.v. while im playin my tape across tha state, my raps is phat, i bust gats never trust rats, hat-hitta like i was i baseball bat u aint worth to hold tha mic, bud u aint tight, snatch tha mic let me do it right, motherfucka actin trife n ya rhymes is really light, fuck ya life i do it for tha hip hop n my motherfuckin crew u chose to lose, fuck ya jewels im a burn u like a fuse im a lyrical sword cuz i cut tha fuckin chords every time we grab the mic we what? we rule tha world yo [SBAR] its hip hop in tha motherfuckin house nobody can fuck wit this, yall buggin out aksin for action, well were the comin attraction gonna rhyme till i die khoods comin at cha