H2Flows.com Rip Da Mic '04 Audio Tournament - Round 1
Lyrics
ayo joe, microphone check and i win
im droppin' dirt like pro-golfers checkin' the wind
frame snapper with a ill rep to leave this head wrecked
you're a lame-rapper, plus you're named-after a redneck
you dead yet? i spray sick & you ain't shit
thats why you stay above my dick like a two-way-clip
keep you in my hand scope and i blow the target
to see this mango like a produce market
fuck ya dad, im'a son this bastard yo
rappin' flow that proves you're an Average Joe
as you know, my flow hurts like razor blades
and im here to play Joe Dirt like David Spade..
yeah.. i spit flame and you know that it's hot son
the way i flip J like i'm blowin' a shot gun
you got-sonned, i make you feel narrow
how i pushed Dirt around w/out a wheel barrow
i'll murder this nerd, verbally word for word
it sound stupid the way im puttin this Dirt in the dirt
this herb isn't worth my 2 cents, or a penny
can't dodge my flow i got more power than hemi
this coward ain't ready for my attack yo
you're a big waste of a rapper, but you ain't phat Joe.. [waist, Fat Joe]
check the stats though, got 'em shook, so smothered
now it's his turn, so let's watch this Joe Studder..