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Here Are Some of the Toughest quotes from Kev-Sandtana....don't worry, Each month I will change the page and feature another MC who reigns and proves "Supremacy"...
For example, next month...Peedie Krack Say's...." "...
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"When ever I make Bengee's I ain't Stingee, I spread love to all Sunee's...Cat's in the here-after burn like "Back Draft" the movie.."
...."I like my drinks like I like My Rollie, On the Rocks...My mom is a gun, she gave birth to twin glocs...Me, I run spots, my brother runs number shops...got smokers runnin rock like Malone and John Stock"
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"Niggas been waitin' a long time for Tana' first album to drop...I been doin' this since J.B.M. was pushin the rock...push in ya' spot, hot shit push in ya top...I treat guns like Cereal, they Crackle-N-Pop...All my bitches eat pussy, whether you Dikin' or not..Redrum runnin' now whether you like it or not....A lot of niggas rappin' now, but ain't none of yall hot...and every time I lay somethin' down ya' temperature drop..."
"I make it boilin' hot...flames by the double, Timb boots wit the double, Air Max wit the bubble, Chrome Mac Millie wit the Muzzle, Confiscate your bricks..repo ya' hustle"
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"My brain's built like a prison....I keep thought's locked in cells, then Parole e'm when I start spitin'"
"Niggas swear the doin' somethin new, I dun'done that...Walk in Foot Locker and cop the whole rack...dice game bendin' my back, drop a stack...you the type to get in a beef, drop ya Gat! "
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"And i'll put a dent in ya brain...and if you cop off me...I'm like poppy, put a dent in ya' Cain....Cause I role wit' niggas who cop and don't need no scale, can tell you every thing about rock like DICK VITALE..."
"Some playa hated, sayin' that my whip was plated...I cop the "GS", my brother the "LS", we keep our whips related..."
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(F.R.E.E.S.T.Y.L.E.) "Every time I come up on a track I bring trouble on em'...rumble on em'...fist fight to gun play, sim or sautey 30 niggas every day...And lay niggas down like bricks my styles sick... I'll strangle a bitch like Craig Rubenuwitz... Brake niggas in half like twix...I come through ya squad like Laurence through the Blitz.."
"If you chain say "Bling", my brain say "Sting"...run up on Niggas take off the watch and ring...when I write raps, i'm cautious how I swing, cause most niggas bite like Iron Mike in the ring...Break down competition like Mike on the Mission, have your brain cells twitchin' like a hold of submission"
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(F.R.E.E.S.T.Y.L.E.) "D.J. grab my tape and play on it...Niggas be like "Sand ain't that shit", they wanna hate on it...Bitches they wanna fuckin' Masterbate on it, and mutha-fucka's that feind for rap can't wait on it...They wan't Sandtana, they know about me, they know how I murder Cities...destroy Counties...quicker picker upper like "Bounty" paper...I'll jump off a sky scraper wit out a parachute, and land on my Timb' boots....Yall niggas is soft like Frootloops cereal, burn like Venereal diseases...passen' em' to all MC's zees'...The rap Jesus...Staufuallah' i'm playin' around...Gotta bring it back and lay it down"
"You sweet as Bill Bellamy, "faggot what is you tellin me", Battles I always win like K-Solo at a spelling-B...rap crime spree and i'm committin' felonies, Redrum, A.T...till the day they bury me...Lot of niggas is hot right now, but none worry me...heard of me, I'll run up in ya chest like burglary...confiscate ya spleen, leave wit ya arteries, leave niggas shakin like bitches at the Cherokee...Test me..the IV u'll pump fluid..Won't stop...I BALL TILL I FALL LIKE REGGIE LEWIS..."
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"Put gun powder in a bag, tell you that it's a Key....Try to cook it, it u'll blow in ya face like Chemistry...The best who ever did it..you'lln understand how I spit it...Sandtana you need long antenna's to transmit it...It's like i'm speakin in tounge, I murder 1...i'm so hot I buss wit Gloves On and Get Prints On the Gun....
"Push Jags and Benzes...yall niggas played out like coates wit fringes...space invader hats, Porshes wit the rainbow lenses..you don't deserve to even play in this game, like Bobby Fisher, i'll test ya chest game...your mom's should have swollowed you when your pops came,my hollows u'll follow you blow out ya brain..Cock and aim from long range like Danny Ainge, throw the bullet proof tint on the shampagne Range..."
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