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Semi finals V.s B Devious
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Semi Finals @ Emceehits.com V.s B Devious. I hope a blind lady driving a handicap bus hits you outta no where while you're playing in the street.
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Tue Aug 08, 2006
HipHop : Battles/Disses
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» highest in charts:   # 2062   (1,505,811 songs currently listed in HipHop)
» highest in sub-genre:   # 152   (36,737 songs currently listed in HipHop > Battles/Disses)
Lyrics
he talks alotta smack thats backed by whack writtens
when there's no glove needed to catch an ass whippin
his scheme is ass when hes speakin on tracks
so i'll put an end to Beedi like a nicotein patch
he can keep actin tight and get some black eyes
cuz i really prefer white noise over this fags vibe
his flows whack im not kiddin cuz dude
i think ive heard rednecks with more rhythm then you
this kid is insane thinkin his sh*** is some flames
cuz im a bigger problem then the zit on his face
gee fag i see yer rockin a pink fat
witha skin tone that makes the michellen man seem black
now this guys'a a victim
cuz he saw noodles on broke back mountain and decided to climb with'em
a smack to the face is how i treat this child
and his songs are boring, id rather count ceilin tiles
hes repetitive as hell id thought id up and ask
why do you got the same flow in every f***in track
Line, pause, line, pause, Line, pause
i think yer disgracin every beat you f***in rhyme on
cuz honestly id say yer lines suck ass
so hold up and lemme immitate this dumb fag
you cant see b like you cant see b
you cant smoke b like you cant smoke weed
you cant smoke b like the f***in cigarettes
you cant see b like the f***in alphabet
enough of the name flips you stupid gay bi***
how you takin me to school when i f***in came sick
his scarry face is like a cherry paste of white
when B's the spittin image of larry the cable guy
you see i lack patience
when he could proly smuggle all of mexico inside his black apron
hes flowin impared but nobody cares
cuz hes'a shaved albino version of yogi the bear
a stranger to the sun with his skin so pale
with a whiny ass voice like'a bi*** with broke nails
you see the tricks hes play are just some cheap magic
and i can school him and prove that B average