Rippin' some whack ass muh f***as!
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Story behind the song
Whack ass muh fuckas be messin' wit' me!
Lyrics
Pheature catchin' so much heat fo’ bein' whack you'd think he hot by now,
His votes be so crooked you'd think he'd be a cop by now,
Your rhymes are impaired, who the crew you ridin' with?
The Hip hop police must be givin' you DUI's n' shit,
Bulletproof don’t worry ‘bout tips comin' fo’ you to rest in peace,
'cause if a hollow tip don't get ya it's gonna be heart disease!
Even my boy said Pheature on audio sounds like he’s holdin’ his nose,
You need tissue wigga? Or does your recording include ya phone?
Bullet, for every steak you eat you make another account,
It’s gonna take more than a computer for brothers to be down,
But yo fat ass can’t even walk to the hood let alone survive in it,
You say I’m not dissin’ you but I mentioned ya name many times in this,
I don’t give a fuck who you is today,
Shady, Bullet, Inc, it don’t matter either way,
I know you like I know the color of my skin,
Erryday you rep the problem for Americans,
You need to fuckin’ diet stop eatin’ the fat food,
Wonder why brothers stay so skinny? it’s cuz they got shit to do,
White boys like you I just can’t understand,
You should be focusing on college while we in candy land,
Shoppin’ rocks, frolickin’ cops, carryin’ cake, totin’ heat,
That’s how it is everyday lil’ guerillas soakin’ up the street,
And two whack ass white boys ain’t a problem of mine,
Do some real battles, get respected, then you can fuck wit’ my time,