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Casino’s Back with new raps

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2:55 am
June 12, 2008


Casino

Disciple

Posts: 21

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Whats up….heres one of the new ones I wrote today to an anno domini beat called Cradle 2 The Grave. Havent came up for a name for the track yet. Lemme know what you think of it, I gotta get to one of my friends to record cuz my recording s**t got a lil f**ked up with the latency.


From the start of our lives, were bound to meet death
Every second counts, so I live it up on each breath
Stayin outta trouble, cuz I watch before each step
Too many wannabes today put talk before respect

The more we check, how much loyalty is minimized
I expect, you to look me straight in the eyes
Fuck with my peoples, you know Im takin the ride
Where I aint stoppin til Im changin the tide
Enemies dissapearin til feds itchin to spy
But I dont give a f**k cuz Im livin to die

Start talkin to cops, Ill click clack that s**t up
Go ahead and try, Ill bick back that s**t up
Down to go on the run, pick pack my s**t up
Always got rubber bands to stick stack my s**t up

If you come with the dough, and I know why you want that
It aint too hard to put Casino on the contract

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Chorus (2x)
Got what I need but I dont know where to go
Its a hot summer day but the worlds so cold
Dont wanna run out of time before I grow old
Bring the masses to the place where the truth go told

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At 14 years old I first heard illuminati
1 hour later, screamed the word killuminati
Couldnt feel s**t, too much bacardi in my body
But I was wishin to blow my brains out with a shotty

Stopped gettin brainwashed, and started feelin hopeless
Only mom tried to love me, either way they both missed
Kept comin back to the man who said smoke this
This is straight from the heart, you know its me who wrote this

One day I pulled up my pants and grew some balls
Speakin reverse propaganda all thru the halls
They wanna put us in prison once we build the walls
Corporate mass media full of s**t, they could fill the stalls


Fulfill the call, to each and every brother
Think and act simply out of love for each other
Make their plans uncovered til their bound to get smothered
Keep it muttered til our dreams are bound to get mothered


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