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U CAN'T SEE ME !!
Whats Up Peoples Leave Me Some Feed Back On My Message Board And I'll Return The Favor
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #4,386
Peak in subgenre #2,302
Author
FATAL
Rights
FATAL
Uploaded
January 30, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Broken MiczZ Verse
Yeh..dese niggaz acting real smart...im bout to make him noxious..
..nigga fuck dat...diz real...
yo fuck ya niggas n watcha talkin-bout//
dese england bitches runnin ya mouth runnin for cova wen im buckin-down//
n dey kno i aint frontin-now..im hood kno wat a timb i pull my lace-up//
ya english dues never seen a fuckin shape-up..gun shots gun shots datz wat im orderin//
dont get mad cuz ur wifey sees my dick yep she blowin-it
see da pump put cho hands up datz wat im orderin
never mind i jus remmember english ppl dont use deodarant//
hear da audio watchu think nigga fuck watchu thought of-it//
da rappers u name i see everyday shit nigga i spoke-wit//
nigga trynna dizz me nigga fuck-u//
nigga ur audios are like ar gack u//
plz dun beat u dun n get chu on fire like miss-jones//
u da type of cat dat after da due dies u say itz-on//
i see a pussy from a gurl i say datz a british home//
dont test me cuz i bring da info of ya like tvtome//
make him sick to his stomach like his name already says//
a knife..a stab..a gunshot lol i call dat shit a eazy day//
like da wonderbread i take a knife and see u splitin//
only toaster u ever used was da one in ur kitchen//
no wonda ur flippin..cuz like old people wit deseases i got chu sicken//
ya niggaz get stabbed in da stomach n cry i say itz nuthin mista//
cuz watcha call a neck stab i consider it a fuckin blista//
wen ya see me comin ya need hope n faith like twista//
i been thru mad bitches even exploring dora like ur little sista//
i see da jealousy scratch ur self dunny cuz i kno it itches//
ya wanna fuck gurls well ill stretch ur ass so ya can become bo legged-bitches//
i be getting niggaz crazy so wen dey ask dem wat race dey say see-we-germans//
dog u need a pair of wheels u in search of a bike faster den pee-wee-herman//
V I R u S VERSE
when u see V walkin down da street duck down//
Nox I heard ur audio u out of luck now//
Ur fucked now//
Dealin wit da wrong crew look at da name we soldiers to death//
By far we da best we aint have a target but I guess ur next//
We ruthless leave ur European ass toothless//
U wanted to beef with a crew y da fuck chose us?//
Leave N drownin in his own blood battered & bruised up//
Stab N in his stomach have his wounds covered wit mucus//
Frontline recordz not da camp to be delt wit//
Im rockin N so hard dat his cattle probably felt it//
U a lucky dude, talking shit when u rest ova seas//
Till Nox leave da site we gonna FEAST & BEAST//
U could have any body on ur side Briggzy or flawless//
But afta dis war ur whole camp gonna be leavin stage 3 jawless regardless who u put on us//
FATAL VERSE
Nigga i'll rip u like a chain-saw i'll diss u till ur brain-falls
And Suddenly The Pain-Stalls The Blood In Ur Veins-Pause
u Satrt To Roll Over Gaspin-For-Ur-Breath Ur Never Lastin-More-Then-Secs
The way I'm Blasin-U-In-Text Its Like Ur Passingering-Sex
UR FUCKED UP!! U Ducked WHat? Me-To-Many-Times U See-To-Many-Rhymes
u Read-To-Many-Lines Ur Scared, U Been-There Where? U Been-Deared And Teared By to-Many-Guys
I'm Speakin Plenty-Lies Then Tell Me Whats-The-TruTh
Wen Did U Bust-And-Shoot? Wen Did U Touch-The-Booth?
Ur Fake Nigga Like A Freind Wen I Bust-Ya-Tooth
Then Again U Can't Comprehend Wen I'm Dustin-Youths
Ur Voice Sounds Like A Cracker So I'm Pressin-Mute
Never Will U Be Heard From After I'm Impressin-U
Its Like A Lesson-Dude I'm Blastin Like My Wesson-Do
Takin Actions To My Own Hands Thats Agresson-Foo
I Hope Gods Blessin-U Now Wen U Feel-The-Hurt
Compound Nouns Leave U In-The-Dirt In-A-Hurst
Its Only Gettin-Worst As-Time-Pergresses
Combinin Messages To Re-align-Ur-Senses-kid
U Say My Audios Suck Well Best-Of-Luck
Ur Lessons-Up Stage 3 Watch This Pest-Get-Fucked
