freeze style 3 4 5

freeze style 3 4 5
Current mood: awake


i gots dis dream

dat 1 day i be famous

but on dat real

ill probly have my brains spill on pavement

yo save it

i hope jesus come save us

but if he dont

i hope at least satan burnin rapists

but, he probly burnin wit em

and cuttin coke wit razors

cause he da root of all evil

he dey creator

evil be money

evil in drugs

evil in dem dum dum dummys

But evil and thugs

no correlation 1 nation

dat follow G CODE

lungs resparatin

as i be puffin da dro

numb be my nose.. but im clockin da dough

u say ur bitch is bad

.......so im stuffin yahoe

u say ur block got ifire

i hold crispier leaves

got fiends pushin stems harder than christopher reeves

when da hustlah leaves

fiends start to plea

let me get a free bag

sayin its dey birfday

i dont see dat

a free wak/u hooked/cuz

my shit like pedico

cohiba from cuba/ spen T dot puerto rico

i be italian so im screamin BAFANGU

u'll never see C dot BUdduh go and drop dat tool

cuz its like it superglued str8 2 my hand

i gots dat supablue fo bout 80 a gram

n ima product of da 80s man

put ur head ina miami vice/ den i makes u cram

but not fo no final

like nicky from casino/icepick 2 ur balls den i rip out ur spinal

ill put it on vinal/spit it on wax/ while i sniffin da waks

no vig on me/ i best not see no tax

c note stacks/ yae yo blasts/ matterahhhhh fact

c dot bud-duh-duh always spit dat crrrrrrrrrrrrrrrak!

factual rap/ cohib 2 da chop chop splak blak Ack

"what was dat?"

i dont repeat myself

ill make ur speakahs melt/like blanco and bleech/

tanco on da streets

especially if u coppin shit str8 outta da beach

sweat in my sleep

6 feet deep

my beds cousin

and ima get da fuk outta here

if da feds comin

ima smart mofukah wit sum drug distortion

ill brag bout dat but not about no fortune.......

i aint got no chips stocks or securities

but i got a handful o dogs dat will diefome

AND str8 out da muscle encased in my ribcage

dats worth more dat all da billions bill gate made

Ima slave 2 hiphop da street and da game

i behave likeim crazy but i aint insane

im da only normal one

and all deezs fux critisizing

be abnormal son



1

God gave me gift 2 b artistic

and my best friends brother came out da womb autistic

my dog dyslexick

failed education

cause his parents never too a sec to see da situation

life is fermentation

of 1 roll of da c-lo dice

1 2 3 now u fuked fo life

repercutions like a rock in a pond

2 rocks in da palm/ means u back on dat thing thing/

chant dat same sad song/when u off dat thing ur dome go brrrrrrrrring ring

and my worst wrong

i took my road dog to da hole by da park in da heights

when he was clean for weeks off dat white

and bouldahs

but fuk remorse KO-DS be souljahs





CHARLI BUDduhDUH

dam im fukdup

fuk callin it a day

ill call it a week

out flippin yae

keys and bricks of weed

stay drunk ignant bobble head

dumb it down

sniff krunk sick in the cerebrum

numbin now

spliff funk rippin bubble meds

and crushin pow

bitch punks snitchin throttle bread

wont say how

got paid by thou?

u gotta be a boss.

cause i dont fux wit middlemen

hustlahs loss

budduh gets crossed

fake friends get tossed

u gets throw in 8th street canal

if u marked

checkmark on the B.O.S. list

means u get bombed on sight

dont flip to my peeps

do no wrong with white

blinded by the light

first track on the album

if dey fuk wit spen or cohib

den ima out 'em

and the same goes for madman cause now he fam

saw a body into peices after they get blammed

acid in the bathtub dissolves bones sufficiently

never done it myself but my great grandads caligraphy

stated in da journal

some lessons that eternal

bout how to be italian and spit an inferno

my great grandad probably flipin in his grave

cause i chill it moolians rappin all day

but times done changed

and if i was his age

back in da day

alcatraz locked in a cage

i might of had that mentality

but i grew up now and formed my personality

based on my enviorment and the place i live

i stuck wit da gangstahs and hated rich kids

white trash be makin me sick to my stomach

rock concert dey said coon, i had to run it

he knew how to grapple i lost,

didnt pass the test

at least i step to da battle, and fought

didnt supress

my emotions of hate for racist fux

but am i hate monger cause i say fuk da klux

i think im sharin a lil too much

gettin on topics life my half brother and such

let me touch on a couple tings

to any listeners

COHIB went in the 20th(sept 20 2005)

political prisoner

the hour before he left we recorded a track

it on the new album wit cohib and spen jax

plate to your face just like a tray jack

charli budDUH did i studder

spit yae sax

MAD man rock album workin in progress

snot and blood lurkin in yo brain

just like lockness

Spent t dot mascarade

morph to loony toon

spent push rock cash da yae

sorta like a loony goon

cohiba a cuban mofukah like a cigar

got lines running down his neck strait to his arms

peel off tha outtah leaf and look what in it

same ting dat outside

poison tar and sinnin

we all gots the fiends breakin down tha door

break

graff

produce

rap

and more.....

so fuk any haters

not feelin da K

and fuk anybody

who aint feelin my YAE

i spit coke

-CHARLI BUDduhDUH





"what? u want some of dis hot fire"