Kronik Bagz
08-05-2004, 07:57 AM
im drunk as fuck so ima kick another flow,
i got tons of wickid shit im about to unload,
so before i get started i gotta welcome u to the show,
im gonna give ya a tip as u read on below,
this is a freestyle so if it dun make sense,
u can tell me but i already know,
im tha wickid clown equalin 6 in a row,
one sic mutha fucker,
wearin black from head to toe,
scars all over this juggalo,
an if ya look in my eyes u can tell im about to blow,
im sorry if i make it sound like im alone,
cause im not i got juggalo homiez,
they also kick tha wicked shit an help me shed this light,
in case u didnt know, juggalo homiez are tight,
an every one these mutha fuckas is alwayse down to fight,
i got their back,
they got mine,
but enough that shit,
im almost outta time,
so back to the show,
if u wanna see me juggle i do nuttin like that,
but if ya wanna chill,
i can show u a nug thats big an fat,
since i dun smoke anymore,
i dun care, u can have that,
but bout that green,
i miss the days,
lookin fer tha scene,
roll up smellin like a cigarette fiend,
not enough money to bling,
all my scrill went to weed,
i loved the sticky icky,
made me feel like a king,
but since i quit i went from heaven to hell,
or somewhere in between,
either way it sux,
gotta escape this probation thing,
go back to the old days,
like a time machine,
but this time its present time,
when my freedome rings,
alright thi one prolly made no sense at all. im usually drunk when i rhyme but this time im fuckin faded. took me forever to get my letters right an shit so appreciate my boring time. hehe
peace n bagz
kronik
i got tons of wickid shit im about to unload,
so before i get started i gotta welcome u to the show,
im gonna give ya a tip as u read on below,
this is a freestyle so if it dun make sense,
u can tell me but i already know,
im tha wickid clown equalin 6 in a row,
one sic mutha fucker,
wearin black from head to toe,
scars all over this juggalo,
an if ya look in my eyes u can tell im about to blow,
im sorry if i make it sound like im alone,
cause im not i got juggalo homiez,
they also kick tha wicked shit an help me shed this light,
in case u didnt know, juggalo homiez are tight,
an every one these mutha fuckas is alwayse down to fight,
i got their back,
they got mine,
but enough that shit,
im almost outta time,
so back to the show,
if u wanna see me juggle i do nuttin like that,
but if ya wanna chill,
i can show u a nug thats big an fat,
since i dun smoke anymore,
i dun care, u can have that,
but bout that green,
i miss the days,
lookin fer tha scene,
roll up smellin like a cigarette fiend,
not enough money to bling,
all my scrill went to weed,
i loved the sticky icky,
made me feel like a king,
but since i quit i went from heaven to hell,
or somewhere in between,
either way it sux,
gotta escape this probation thing,
go back to the old days,
like a time machine,
but this time its present time,
when my freedome rings,
alright thi one prolly made no sense at all. im usually drunk when i rhyme but this time im fuckin faded. took me forever to get my letters right an shit so appreciate my boring time. hehe
peace n bagz
kronik