Eddie Ill & D.L. ft. Writers Guild - “Writers Guild Freestyle”
[Emcee(s): Loer Velocity and L.I.F.E. Long]
[Producer(s): Buckwild (Original Instrumental from O.C. - "Time's Up")]
[Intro: L.I.F.E. Long and Loer Velocity]
L.I.F.E. Long: One, two. One time. Loer Velocity, L.I.F.E. Long, Writers Guild. Aha. Eddie Ill & D.L. Haha, my man Ellie for chopping up this. Yo, one, two. Your time’s up. Haha, Writers Guild. Ayyo, Loe. Yo, Loe. Time’s up. Time’s up. Yo, yo, uh
Loer Velocity: One, two. One time. L.I.F.E. Long, Loer Veloc’, Writers Guild. One time. Eddie Ill & D.L. Hahaha, in fast forward. We got Big [?]. What? First star-walk through. Yo, yo, yo. Time’s up? Yo, check it. Aight, yo
[Verse 1: Loer Velocity]
These tactical capitals: L-O-E-R
Brings it like Japan brought that shit to Pearl Harbor
Sayonara, Mr. Permanently Mascara
Contusion type is soothing like abusive barbers
Mass-producing lava, these waters raise the temperature
Within the center of all perpendicular perimeters
Opposition, listen. Technician in talk
In my walk, there’s no linger of pursuing default
But your sentence is chalk, silhouetted, embedded
In your forehead, I’ll leave logos, let Latif wear your Polo
Finesse this thorough. Delicacy in workmanship
Seeming like the lyrical within my birthing kit, yo
I’ll be working it like when I’m hurting it with phallics
Loe extract the malice [?] roughened and calloused
System imbalanced, silence cognitive verse
Turn your image to nothing, I’ll be your everything thirst
[Emcee(s): Loer Velocity and L.I.F.E. Long]
[Producer(s): Buckwild (Original Instrumental from O.C. - "Time's Up")]
[Intro: L.I.F.E. Long and Loer Velocity]
L.I.F.E. Long: One, two. One time. Loer Velocity, L.I.F.E. Long, Writers Guild. Aha. Eddie Ill & D.L. Haha, my man Ellie for chopping up this. Yo, one, two. Your time’s up. Haha, Writers Guild. Ayyo, Loe. Yo, Loe. Time’s up. Time’s up. Yo, yo, uh
Loer Velocity: One, two. One time. L.I.F.E. Long, Loer Veloc’, Writers Guild. One time. Eddie Ill & D.L. Hahaha, in fast forward. We got Big [?]. What? First star-walk through. Yo, yo, yo. Time’s up? Yo, check it. Aight, yo
[Verse 1: Loer Velocity]
These tactical capitals: L-O-E-R
Brings it like Japan brought that shit to Pearl Harbor
Sayonara, Mr. Permanently Mascara
Contusion type is soothing like abusive barbers
Mass-producing lava, these waters raise the temperature
Within the center of all perpendicular perimeters
Opposition, listen. Technician in talk
In my walk, there’s no linger of pursuing default
But your sentence is chalk, silhouetted, embedded
In your forehead, I’ll leave logos, let Latif wear your Polo
Finesse this thorough. Delicacy in workmanship
Seeming like the lyrical within my birthing kit, yo
I’ll be working it like when I’m hurting it with phallics
Loe extract the malice [?] roughened and calloused
System imbalanced, silence cognitive verse
Turn your image to nothing, I’ll be your everything thirst
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