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"Burnin ' Slowly"
A Da Flow Reaper and Young Deeq Collaboration


  Da Flow Reaper:

I Feel Like Dying instrumental - Lil Wayne

Burnin slowly in the rain
The rain of weed gotten to my brain
Blood flowing through
Got me acting all true
So rough acting so tough
Flying around
On a cloud
Very proud
High up in the sky
About to fly then fall and die
Sit back resserect and cry
I'm not jesus
But when I'm this shit
I feel like nothing will hurt JUST HIT
Feel so bad feelin sad
Turn suddenly
Glad
Im burning slowly in this melting weed
I feel dead
Feel like a broken deed
Growing , then growing like a seed
Once they see me..
I'm in need
Of that fresh cut weed

  Young Deeq:

Im burnin,
The entire world is turnin',
The aroma's goin through my head,
Its about to shred,
The burnin pieces of weed,
Its good indeed..
When this is down,
it Means Im down,
Feelin' sad,
Weed's smellin bad,
The weeds gone yellow,
The worlds turned,
Now, I just feel like diein..
I feel lonely inside..
But I'll always have weed pride..
Peace.

  Da Flow Reaper:

Instrumental- Feel Like Dying - Lil Wayne
I swim with the fishes
I'm deep in a bowl of wishes
Gettin many kisses by dem bitches
But gettin on blast by dem snitches
gettin riches rags to bitches everyday
flying by as a the sky only is high
im trippin buh later i be dippin
haters say shit but i be crippin
i rhyme so much i can say trippin
i swim with bitches shit i said that
well i swim with me and i swim with a hat
tilted to the side i feel like i just died
about to go on the suicide ride
i feel like dyin later i die then cry
i dont re look cause im the cook
the cook of crack the cook of being black
slack of respect getting ghetto as a check
feel like cryin but a train reck
gettin to fights with them niggas that has no rights
shining with light as burnin weed flows through my brain
my life i feel is normal i feel insane
i feel hooked up on the cane
hanging high off of a black chain
this isn't all about weed or how to die from a good deed
drinkin on pop naw fuck that i pop a cop
smoke a half ounce to my face over dose? naw discrace
feel blood everywhere about to swear
i feel like i actually care the devil inside me i ride
but he fates what i feel
and if i shall i shall steal shall kill and still will
but i aint a plane
i am not 'fly'
but if i have to die
i accpet my fate my life my last cry
wont be good bye infact I will stop by and say hi............ . ......

bouncing off the walls
hitting off my balls (NO HOMO)
as i watch the spiders crawl
then hit n dribble the invincible ball
as there is a whole through my awkward wall
i get a call
i say hello i am about to fall
i fall later then break my skull
bouncing blood everywhere
i feel like im about to swear
infact fuck a care
fuck there
fuck everywhere
this isn't about drugs
its about what i feel inlife
as i hang with the thugs
infact i create thugs
get hugs by slugs as i get hit i feel shit
dive to the ground
Theres only one sound
i feel down
100 bars later i ain't counting i feel like a skater
on poetry i rate so ima rate her
rate her a 2 she tells me what to do and i say shawty what it doooo

now i feel like fallin
but i am truly ballin
i hear death callin
but i aint awnserin
i hear a siren
but its the po po
so i call my fo fo
my swagga so high
me im so fly like a plain
i reach the sky
smoking weed indeed i feed
my money is my green
but my weed is my black
make sense no well ur just mean
i sit back do the shoulder lean
fuck a shoulder lean
i put on a new jean
and start to rhyme with a scheme
characters rise like the devil
speak of a new fucking level
not wayne but i hit harder then his level
a base calling this rap a discrace
this is the worst i could do
n thats not officially true

  Young Deeq:

Light it Up,
Smoke it up,
Exhale,
Inhale,
Here Take a puff,
Trust me this is good stuff,
Get high & try to fly,
Now don't smoke it to rough,
The weed is tough,
Aha
Now listen,
Weed aint like crack,
Weed is a Love,
Its better then everything above,
So C'mon take a puff,
Dont lie, don't bluff,
Be true and take a puff..


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Date Submitted: Aug 14, 2008 (06:44 AM)
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  'x'GhOsT'x'
08/14/08 (06:52 AM) 
Wow..Long enough 3rd verse but mad ill had good flow and everything great beat 10 stars and a favorite

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