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Vs Extreme Malice ABL Rapbattles.com
Battle for Rapbattles.com Audio Battle League WillKill4Money vs Extreme Malice...
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Face willkill...nah you dont want too...
dont face willkill cuz dat boyz gunna stomp you...
romp stomp you out like da grass is on fiya...
you aint droppin hot sh*** if ya ass is on fiya...
you aint got a hope, see, bringin it my way...
they gunna call you smokey, you wont be here next friday,
cuz Im gunna take you out, and I dont mean datin...
I force it in his mouth but i aint tryn ta rape him...
da six shot ruger put a hole in ya madulla...
dats six shots thru ya so im gettin wit my mulla...
cash for da smash you get smashed on da tracks...
cuz da facts dat your trash I put trash to da back...
to be takin out, takin down and thrown off in the dump...
its blatant now, Ill take da crown, Im takin what I want...
So jus hand it over, man you over, man it wasnt to hard...
Im spittin doper, listen closer, hes jus' readin Q cards...
and he gettin to far, like runnin low on gas...
dealin wit da truths hard but im gunna beat dat ass...
dawg Im in da fast track and yous a fukin tortose...
man I only smash tracks, what da f***s a chorus...
send you to da morgue bi*** you aint merkin me...
Im somethin like a ford bi***, and you a mercury...
Im buckin like a 4/5th, I know you heard of me...
you need ta get ya own shit, you sound like currency...
hot spitta, stop bitin and pick up wit ya flow...
Im droppin 1/2 as much as him but Im twice as nice as yo!
dont face willkill cuz dat boyz gunna stomp you...
romp stomp you out like da grass is on fiya...
you aint droppin hot sh*** if ya ass is on fiya...
you aint got a hope, see, bringin it my way...
they gunna call you smokey, you wont be here next friday,
cuz Im gunna take you out, and I dont mean datin...
I force it in his mouth but i aint tryn ta rape him...
da six shot ruger put a hole in ya madulla...
dats six shots thru ya so im gettin wit my mulla...
cash for da smash you get smashed on da tracks...
cuz da facts dat your trash I put trash to da back...
to be takin out, takin down and thrown off in the dump...
its blatant now, Ill take da crown, Im takin what I want...
So jus hand it over, man you over, man it wasnt to hard...
Im spittin doper, listen closer, hes jus' readin Q cards...
and he gettin to far, like runnin low on gas...
dealin wit da truths hard but im gunna beat dat ass...
dawg Im in da fast track and yous a fukin tortose...
man I only smash tracks, what da f***s a chorus...
send you to da morgue bi*** you aint merkin me...
Im somethin like a ford bi***, and you a mercury...
Im buckin like a 4/5th, I know you heard of me...
you need ta get ya own shit, you sound like currency...
hot spitta, stop bitin and pick up wit ya flow...
Im droppin 1/2 as much as him but Im twice as nice as yo!
