another diss to RR
murderous emcees
white artis
Story behind the song
Another diss to RR
Lyrics
Intro:
Double R
we've been through alot of shit man
but this is the finisher man
this is where its finished, this is where its done
its over with
its time to put you to rest mothafucka
Stick to the pig skin, put down the pen and pad you'll never win
Da Kid's a mothafuckin chump, how you claim to be a emcee when you never touched a mic
never came to fight the Artis, only call out Rias, cuz you think it makes a difference
claimin you vet to me, mothafucka needa be in this, for a year at least
you've been in it for like 3, months, JERZ's punk, but Dre's bitch
your whipped, couldn't win a fight unless, Sha Black rode your dick (shit)
Theres alot of truth aint it?
your a rapper then the Hip Hop Game is, fucking tainted
Dont you get it? your making it worse before you makin it better, pen to paper
only writing thats done is a suicide letter, from you, all the pressure on you
That I put, is for my benefit (my benefit), hoping you slit your wrist to this beat by the end of it (end of it)
And thats the end of it, im chasing benjamins, your chasing death wishes and fraudulence
you little fake shit, 14 year old ignorant prick, thinking your it, frontin around 'bout to get exposed like Janet Jacksons tit
mothafucka
Yo Yo
Im bout to murder a mothafucka named Double R
AKA the Infamous, the Little Kid
mothafucka sit down and listen dont piss around huh
Quick witted, Vocab-out-fitted,
tounge twisted with words to make your cranium blistered
as the world twirls man I never resist it,
text or audio spittin shit perfectly without a single missed word...lyrically gifted
Mothafuckas they missed it, Reebok shoes stompin have your whole face surgically lifted
Have ya fold like a old wallet, you go down faster then a 30 cent trick
and I dont mean that you've fallen, quit stallin with your cumbacks
only way you spill blood at a fight is if you comin with a tampax
only way you talk shit is if you overdose with x-lax, lets face facts
you'll never be half the MAN yo MAMMA was, you little bitch
I'll teach you how to stomp, when I drop my foot on ya
have ya eatin through a straw, when I run and hide from cops
cuz your hangin from the treetops, with shattered lips from the bottles
retarded bitches always startin shit with their talk and their talkin
but they cant walk with the walk, I just cant stand it I block
every fuckin word out they mouth, its like they runnin a marthon
every words gotta carry on, every words gotta be spoken
every sentence is broken down into pieces and then re-worded
its crazy mothafuckas, im just losing my sanity
vigilante boy fuckin up all the little anti-social rappers
in this game, tryna collect their fame, never fuck with my name
only your the one to blame for your death, cuz your stupid as fuck