KEVIN ADVENTURE G says. . .(written 2007)
"I got my own u can say im a regular/ human being with scheme plans tidal cream in my dreams/ my jugular much like a chore hugs blood found laying on floors/ my stomach hurts when you tell me them stories of yours/ sacrificial wish you knew what sacrificial was cuz/ doing the crime hurting only myself / doing the time figuring out how i can get help/ suds/ a buzz from a dub in the cut/ little hoodies with love for my drug/ and the vehicle i strut/ no matter what this is what is willis/ becuz u feel this and most of my teachers were dealers"
"Cant you see your life slipping away when i sound right,/
get on this height/
Sober raise a toast to what i would consider a sober melon/
With army connections and god bless-ed felons/
ARE YOU JELLIN CHILD!?!/
Is it the people or the books that could be selling?/
are you jellin child?/
I would put thirty dollar jellies in my shoe if I have ta'........wrote that somewhere between 2005 & 2007 thats as far as i got listening to this beat. my taste for sure. Love your catalogue Z. Keep It Up!
feelings in yo sheyet
1stPshooter furr shurr
just in time iron man. roll wit it.
nice S E O title.
ScotRock you are a freakN assassin.
Why thank you! I try to be man... I try.
From the beats of the best most unknown tested in the game of of minumum wage with stress this army take sound and streatch. Break away, build, take a breath and mesh, with a light skinned n***a like me, I'm hooked on flexing the phonics, where the other crunk stuff at S-Rock? I can tell that you got what it takes, but do you got what it takes when the biggest war in histroy takes place while my big brother got a MD 20/20 mixed with a sawn off on the rocks of this rock. I'm glad I ain't never touched bread crumb, glad I aint never touched a cracked lung, glad I'ma never hear a canon snap shot in my life that I'ma run from. Glad I got a holy book lesson when I was young. Be prepared for the very near war sure to come, in the name of of McCain or Obama, "Leave the BS at home" this Halloween flyer was rotten, I guarantee when The B's from the V to the A get up on stage its gonna be a lyrical slaughter meant to entertain. So I claim Hell-Nah, wont go to that game, I'm stuck in real life. While you test a caressed heartbeat trying to break a treasure chest so surreal like, I got the message bottled in a beer like, a maximun string pad playing with your fears like, GOD BLESS>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>get ready brother. It is soon. You're chosen.
God bless you and thank you. this is what I try to accomplish ^, (Inspiration)
The people have spoke.........
no joke; I got a mission that requires proper insurance for the higness of the mileage that be wearing on my tires as i'm blaring the sounds on a open road. Rolling silent when i encounter po-po,; rolling violent trying to scare the system into paying for the po-folk. Kevin is my name and my flesh is very limited. When i make it to my destiny I'll be thinking missionary with my apple bottom mary along with my currently my i dont know if she diseased or not sleezy business Gal my lady Juanique.; Best asset her buttcheek, But cuz I think I'm her best bet in her game of "ho herself out fisique" I asked the other night, whats the creep? She say two guys at one time with no money paid to me. so I grab beats and without telling 'em; tell the demons to stay away from me. Good job on the mind read dawg.
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