Album: K-HOOD Demotape Vol. I Artists: Ill Deuce & SBAR Song: Throwin' It Up [Ill Deuce] skip thru ya track cd, aint made for it ill deuce n the killas protect tha hood like norad shit its smokey in this motherfucka [SBAR] a yo kid shit aint ritgeus how can u like this emcees wanna battle but dont kno what tight is dont be pretentious kno ya place, im not feelin u right here my style has more dimension than space, a million lights year im ahead of u, deaded u, got props instead of u u my bitch, ull never be on top im better, boo in the end one of us stands, wit loaded guns in our pants plannin months in advance, holdin blunts in our hands, its a dungen out there, n thats where i was raised makin bets i couldnt pay, smokin sess in stairways while short on doe, i learned a few things on the way some hoes will blow, n some will flirt n play some will snort coke n some will squirt in they veins u need to grow from ya birth to ya grave tha more u kno, the more u worth in this game [Ill Deuce] skip thru ya track, cd, aint made for it ill deuce n the killas protect tha hood like norad in the hood its fucked up its like these fools is cursed n they have it hard man quick to snatch a purse but im an old g, quick to bust a verse n we dont keep them crackheads cuz tha hood comes first n if u think of walkin thru it come dress up as a nurse cuz we know u aint from here, have ya whole crew despersed 'e buraz, gde ti je srpski krst?' im tha only one that hurts n turn ya words into blurs krv is on tha curb, any fuckin word black white or a faggot serb, have u heard ill deuce - i will not lose, cuz losin aint an option, around here cant get tha cheep stuff cuz this aint an auction caution, lubricat the mic while i spit some rhymes on it leave emcees breathless skip thru ya track cd, aint made for it ill deuce n the killas protect tha hood like norad [SBAR] through a lotta blood n pain gotta cut up this game from the gutter to fame make my bread n butter this way rose from my block like a rose that grows out of rocks from overdoses and glocks, n fo-fo's thats cocked this is the way i invisioned, the life i will be livin the project hallways always just takin and never givin i hope the lord is forgivin my sinnin he cought me mistakes i made in the beginin may come back to hoaunt me back track through my archives, wit rap i escaped the hard times feens snortin lines, killars slittin throats with knives so in this setting its only fittin that i started to rhyme lookin at beamers, cromes gleamin, my dome screamin madness and sadness combine at the same time to form demonz within the dark side, a flash of bright light hides just like with the laughter always come the cries zip up the coat feel the cold breeze from the north one love, one nation, tha world is yours [Ill Deuce] skip thru ya track cd, aint made for it ill deuce n the killas protect tha hood like norad [SBAR] throwin it up, throw-throw throwin it up flash ya gang signs playboy, smokin tha blunts loadin our cuts every time tha goin get tough khood keep shinin bitch, glowin as fuck