2013 GC RD.3 - Sean Cron Vs. Dono (Dono Wins 3-0)

[Sean Cron]

we got our bags packed for a SIMPLE VACATION,
but who coulda known the SHIT WE'D BE FACING
was some HYPOCRTICIAL VINDICATION
beats are blaring cus we SKIP ALL THE STATIONS,
everyones on some SHIT THATS AMAZING
"hotboxin a datsun" SPLIFFS LIT AND WE'RE BLAZING,

but the "green is scarce" like LIFE IN THE DESERT,
it's true we're crooks, but we TRY TO GET WORK,
the plan was ASSASINATION and the CAT WE'RE FACING
is many LAPS FROM PATIENT, our GATS We're MAKESHIFT,
we got them the NIGHT BEFORE THIS, right before we TRYED TO SCORE HITS,
and imagined our LIVES AS MORE RICH

we followed our target through BERLIN AND TO CHURCH,
my stomach cringed, a CHURN AND A LURCH,
A preacher was the target and our TURN TO BURST.
my whole family would hate me FOR THIS,
and I can't act like some else FORCED IT
but this whole situation is HORSE SHIT
my whole life i asked for RELEASE FROM SINS,
yet now I'm planning to be stabbing BENEATH ITS SKIN
as the difficulties build and INCREASE WITHIN
I'm stuck as fuck in this CRITICAL SITUATION,
like a "maze of pixels" in a DIGITAL COMMUNICATION,
I'm going insane with blame of HYPOCRITICAL VINDICATION


We killed in the church a SYMBOL OF HATING,
dealing with reeling from sealing our PITIFUL FATE WHEN
the sirens screamed out, fire blazed, PITBULLS CAME IN
and we were ripped apart by THREE HEADED BEASTS,
but so were THREE TREASURED PRIESTS,
and they finally got the RELEASE THEY HAD SEEKED!!

[Sean Cron]

we got our bags packed for a SIMPLE VACATION,
but who coulda known the SHIT WE'D BE FACING
was some HYPOCRTICIAL VINDICATION
beats are blaring cus we SKIP ALL THE STATIONS,
everyones on some SHIT THATS AMAZING
"hotboxin a datsun" SPLIFFS LIT AND WE'RE BLAZING,

but the "green is scarce" like LIFE IN THE DESERT,
it's true we're crooks, but we TRY TO GET WORK,
the plan was ASSASINATION and the CAT WE'RE FACING
is many LAPS FROM PATIENT, our GATS We're MAKESHIFT,
we got them the NIGHT BEFORE THIS, right before we TRYED TO SCORE HITS,
and imagined our LIVES AS MORE RICH

we followed our target through BERLIN AND TO CHURCH,
my stomach cringed, a CHURN AND A LURCH,
A preacher was the target and our TURN TO BURST.
my whole family would hate me FOR THIS,
and I can't act like some else FORCED IT
but this whole situation is HORSE SHIT
my whole life i asked for RELEASE FROM SINS,
yet now I'm planning to be stabbing BENEATH ITS SKIN
as the difficulties build and INCREASE WITHIN
I'm stuck as fuck in this CRITICAL SITUATION,
like a "maze of pixels" in a DIGITAL COMMUNICATION,
I'm going insane with blame of HYPOCRITICAL VINDICATION


We killed in the church a SYMBOL OF HATING,
dealing with reeling from sealing our PITIFUL FATE WHEN
the sirens screamed out, fire blazed, PITBULLS CAME IN
and we were ripped apart by THREE HEADED BEASTS,
but so were THREE TREASURED PRIESTS,
and they finally got the RELEASE THEY HAD SEEKED!!