Tha FreakStylaz Post Album | Tekk : Casino T : Freakky T

T HA F REAKSTYLAZ P OST A LBUM

| Tekk |

| California Connection part 1 feat. Madman, Retro |

Madman

whats crackin my freakstyla niggaz..........

what u know about this loke.....u know.....its like this......

madman brings the weight that got ya tackled-in-pain......-

slowly torture ya sons while ya witness tied shackeled-in-chains...-

my thunderous style storms strikes so how can ya battle-the-rain...-

have ya soul and shadow-in-vain......-

niggahs wanna peek at the way i handle-my-game......-

come see me live niggah so i can physically show you how im

defeatin-ya-style...-

madman wit that niggah tekk aint no repeatin-this-now.....-

so you evil....once u see me at the gates of lucifer u be retreatin-from hell...-

RETRO BE DECEIVING-THE-SPELL.....-

madman get sick of these meaningless-childs.....-

FreakStylaz in this bitch aint no defeatin-us-now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

madman be the name and aint no body gonna stop us..............niggah whaaa!!!!!!

u know..........

Retro

Sensational expressions, niggas left in exsasperation/

Music meant for this Matrix generation/

These rythmes blow young minds, no explination/

God shouldn't of made this Retrospective contradictive creation/

Joining with Tekk and Madman for a Freakstylaz Affliliation/

Taking niggas breathes away with classic presentation/

Disecting phrases with instant penetration/

No one has answers for these surgical Tekknitions/

We top flight, keep getting better/

New lyrical nuclear scientists, go bulid a bomb shelter/

Cause we blow up Hiroshima, refuse to leave a Japan to rebulid this time/

It's fatal to deny this rhyme/

Leave you mutelated like a baby without prenatal care/

If you weren't before, now be scared/

A Madman with a Tekk9 from a Retro time, be prepared

Tekk

Ayo I spit fire, mouth so full of grease my cheeks drag,

don't own a belt but that ain't why my jeans drag...ask the chick with knee pads.

Don't make these Freaks mad ill rhymes and no temper is what we each have,

when your teeth splat you know you just got popped where ya speech at.

Bllaaadddoooww...and I wasn't even gums aiming,

but when them shots pop off like the drums playing you can blame it on whatever your tongue's saying.

Don't get your fingers cut off that's mob shit leave your thumbs hanging,

ya hear me JLoC? FS is as hard as the shit where bum's laying (streets).

And you can read that, no statement I make is in fineprint,

the time length I've been doing this I need at least two syllables in each line to rhyme with.

Incredible mind strength and outmatched intelligence like I'm Nas' equal,

show up to scholar conventions in jeans and doo-rags, my knowledge surprises people.

Like Ive's(Iverson) freethrows, my shots rarely miss unless my muscles jerk,

we FreakStylaz niggaz, outsiderz don't fit in similar to the way puzzles work.

FreakStyle niggas,

we wow niggas,

and we wild niggas,

our flows just ain't the same like Nile Rivers.

*Madman appears courtesy of FreakStylaz Musik

Retro Young Dizzle appears courtesy of FreakStylaz Musik

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