diss song to these wack ass bitches talking smack about me...haha! did all this on one take...there's more lyrical heat to come...watch your name, you know who you are...
check this producer's beats, they're ill...
beat - www.mp3.com/auditory
Story behind the song
this hmong group dissed me on the internet so here's my response to their text messaging lol!
fuck lost breed...
Lyrics
fuck the lost breed femcee's ya'll can suck me snitches/
l.b., ain't that the acronym for low life bitches?/
talking all this smack online saying l.b.'s the shit/
i'll punch your chest so hard your silicone comes out your clit/
claim to be in the streets hustling with all them grimey dudes/
but your spending your time sending us pictues of you nude/
i'll rip you in two, pack your body parts to your fam/
cd's release with no sales cuz its hard to find fans/
spitting wack battle lyrics but never stepped up before/
oh wait, didn't one of you guys just lose to a white whore/
nobody wants to listen to a bitch rap you know/
i don't even hate'chu, i just dislike wack ass flowz/
practice shooting your guns on a target in your room/
try your hardest cuz i'ma send you varmints to your tomb/
can't believe that your still throwing parties with gay ass claims/
like Jin's gonna show up with Aesop Rock, Jean Grae, and Sage/
they wouldn't be caught dead in a place where nobody go's/
nobody shows cuz nobody cares about some no nobody's flows/
you bitches be biting styles and thinking that you're fresher/
going to jail's the only time that you'll ever get a record/
lost breed's full of jealousy cuz RARE runs mil-town/
Eyedea's sick, but biting his flow don't make you ill-clown/
you got three eyes and still couldn't see me fade ya face/
Juanita shave my pubic hairs off ya chin with razor blades/
i'll smack that bitch and won't hesitate to do it quickly/
knock ya head off ya neck like bobby brown hitting whitney/
disconnect your shoulders and swing their blades at your sternum/
these bitches think they're gangstas cuz they m.o.d. some forums/
too many acid crack and weed are eroding your minds/
i won't ever your back even if i'm holding your spines/
you anal ho's gotta learn to step first before you walk/
or wind up lying deceased in the street outline in chalk/
your a conceited bitch so understand why i doubted you/
that bone poking out ya skin's the only thing that stands out about you/
so fuck you, cuz every hmong guys already had you/
some glad news, your funerals all wrapped up like eyrakah badu/
i'll slap you with napalms, dildo's, and my latest rubber/
your career couldn't blow up if you were in that space shuttle/
keep your face muzzled, only open ya mouth to suck penis/
only time you spit good was the cum from my nuts deepness/
this sluts weakness is hard dick so please jump off mine/
your in mil-town and i can still smell the residue of Kind/
Beats, my mind see's through your face's invisible gale/
the thought of a spreading Juan makes all men visibly pale/
your lost breed crews unemployed and every man's odd/
the only reason they clap for you is cuz you gave'm hand jobs/
just because your a girl don't mean i won't rip you quick/
send ya wackass back to miltown with jujitsu kicks/
i'm sick of this, end this battle and get your face impaled/
you shouldn't worry bout ya writtens but if you break a nail/
you think you look good with your kmart clothes on some cute shit/
when we met face to face, you sat there just looking stupid/
the only time i'll hit on you is if i'm carrying a hammer/
murder you, capture your screams and loop it in my sampler/
i didn't go to green bay to battle an ugly shitty slut/
i'll fucking beat her ass for free so fuck the fifty bucks/
midwest christine vangsta, guess what i'ma vang too/
but your a dirty little ho, that makes me ashamed of you/
when i grab the mic, you don't wanna battle, you serious/
cuz i'll leave your more bloody than ya fucking period/
when i grab the microphone, i'll make your noise end/
you ain't too good at rocking Mikes right, ask your boyfriend/
fuck all your text shit net freak bitches and ho's...
nothing but a buncha chickenheads digging for gold...
2x:
murdered on wax and thats the way that it is...
murdered on wax and thats the way that it is...
2x"
put a mask over face to hide the bitch in you...
put a mask over