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"...Horror Film Diss..."
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Lyrics
Yo Who Tha Hell Is Horror Film//
And Ya Girl Face Scary Like A Horror Film,Tore Ya Men//
Let Clips Pour Tha Kid//
And I Send Big Tips And Its Prolly Gon Tore Ya Ribs//
And You Borin Kid//
When I Blast Ya Face Gon Be Right Where My Jordans Is//
I See Ya Cell Phone It Dont Be No Breezies//
And My Pocket Is Where Tha Heat Gon Be G//
And You Don't See No Creme B//
So Jason Is Tha Only Horror Film I'mma See On TV//
I'mma Let A Couple Stain Ya Back//
And You Seen Me In A Battle So n*** You Should Refraim From Dat//
I'm Tha Kid Laid Wit Straps//
Have Em Blaze Ya Back,You Broke Wit No Paper Stacks//
And Yeah Tha Ten Scary//
Talk sh*** I'll Be In Ya Crib Wit A Mask Like Jim Carey//
Tha Best Wit A 8//
I Kick You In Ya Head Wit My Nikes So You Can Have Checks In Ya Face//
Battle?You'll Get Left In Tha Place//
I Know Niggas In My Projects Wit A 8//
Say You Spit Tecks You A Fake//
And You A Snitch Probaly Be Answerin Them Questions From Jakes//
You Don't Really Mess Wit Weight//
You Ugly So I Bet You Don't Have Sex Or A Date//
Tear Ya Flesh And Then Skate//
In A Battle I'll Beat This bi*** Like A Domestic Case//
You A Reject That Ah Hate//
You A Bum I Don't See You Investin Wit Cake//
I'm Known To Heat Faggots//
You Aint Gotta Crib So You Gon Stay In Tha Shelter Like B Rabbit//
And Ya Girl Face Scary Like A Horror Film,Tore Ya Men//
Let Clips Pour Tha Kid//
And I Send Big Tips And Its Prolly Gon Tore Ya Ribs//
And You Borin Kid//
When I Blast Ya Face Gon Be Right Where My Jordans Is//
I See Ya Cell Phone It Dont Be No Breezies//
And My Pocket Is Where Tha Heat Gon Be G//
And You Don't See No Creme B//
So Jason Is Tha Only Horror Film I'mma See On TV//
I'mma Let A Couple Stain Ya Back//
And You Seen Me In A Battle So n*** You Should Refraim From Dat//
I'm Tha Kid Laid Wit Straps//
Have Em Blaze Ya Back,You Broke Wit No Paper Stacks//
And Yeah Tha Ten Scary//
Talk sh*** I'll Be In Ya Crib Wit A Mask Like Jim Carey//
Tha Best Wit A 8//
I Kick You In Ya Head Wit My Nikes So You Can Have Checks In Ya Face//
Battle?You'll Get Left In Tha Place//
I Know Niggas In My Projects Wit A 8//
Say You Spit Tecks You A Fake//
And You A Snitch Probaly Be Answerin Them Questions From Jakes//
You Don't Really Mess Wit Weight//
You Ugly So I Bet You Don't Have Sex Or A Date//
Tear Ya Flesh And Then Skate//
In A Battle I'll Beat This bi*** Like A Domestic Case//
You A Reject That Ah Hate//
You A Bum I Don't See You Investin Wit Cake//
I'm Known To Heat Faggots//
You Aint Gotta Crib So You Gon Stay In Tha Shelter Like B Rabbit//
