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Lyrics
Sample-(We Are The Champions)
Beginning---(The Grimy Way Beat)
Look Bro..
i'll put this mic in his chest...Cord out the ass
ull deepthroat defeat..till.ya toungue needs a skin Graf
u Frat in What??--Gamma Suck a DICK
a paper made Greek...Cant even fuckin Stroll and Shit..
ill burn Blisters on my palms..Making Sure u DIE
Bitch Ill boil ya Ass...So u can evaporate to the sky
nerve to Say u Wrote in one day...what Shit u on
I gets Lower...than round-housing a Leprechan
blow a Throat to Spit at YOU..then u can give me a pound
half ya torso...like that nigga on the King of sound....
ima leave you Drowned...but that sorta Defeats yer Rhyme
IF I was you...u better off trying Lip Sync a Mime
Look..Pussy...Ull get busted like that white broad an Kobe
ill throw a Punch and..move a posed man on a Trophy
im one man...nigga so u can bring along ya crew
But u Couldn't even get ya Nuts... to Bust with you
Im like FUCK ya Existience and Anything u manage
nigga...u'll catch more "el's" than battlin in spanish
Heres a Tea Cup..Strap that Shit to ya Breasts..
say Im off BEAT.. Ill carve a verse to the right side of Chest
all that Gimmick Production...Not one punch was tight
U couldnt be dope as me...if we fuckin shared a HYpe
u been On Dope niggaz jock... like Bryant Gumble
a bitch ass ...tryin to build Rep on Grand Theft Auto...
ill rip the page of...a bitch like u wanna no show..
Ill even put a grave...on ya driver's liscence photo
spittin every lung to diss ya..cyph never missin
im called Jesse white the way this nigga gets flippen-in
throw Screws at you...just to test ya Skill
ull be Run away from beats like Lauryn Hill
the Truth For Rhyming mutherfucker... u cant even live-it
..u get slapped on some "(Can we Talk Tevin Campbell)
(Eye For Eye)
im Living Breath of Victory...what I spit Is lethal
Ill carve in ya Chest...with the Beak of an Eagle..
in the face of Storm..i sniff Hurricanes an Crews...
u a So called star...but no One looks up to you...
and Ima Leave ya STYle Stranded..like Tom Hanks Bitch
I..could disect yer Brain before ya EYE Lash Flinch...
this nigga wanna be A jester...But I aint Joking
i shoulda been a Tampon the way ya Bitch gets OPEn...
u trying to make dough..but inya Studio booth to Slam ya
nigga like you couldnt see Green...if u drew bruce banner
U set in ALabama...all pretty Toe Up like a Dancer
u want ya title Shot..well Bring along Camera
sickness...I spit Vomit on the Side JUST TO KICK THIS..
ill make have to Switch Sides...like that Metal gear Mission
u box on that Disney Shit....and ya Flow Sound Goofy
ill make u Blackout like...Smokers in a tech-no movie
ya Set Flow is BOOTY...im colder than a Smoothie
U a wimpy ass nigga...and I want my Money Tuesday
See this...nah Bro u wanna be this...
Ima take 6 of ya Lines when I cut of ya addidas
Cypher--i smash cams like Engine Ignitions...
I gotta drive to win...my name should been close transmission