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Coke: “What’d up dude?”
Meta: “I can’t see myself with nobody else but you…”
Coke: “Dude, you are so sexy dude for real”
Meta: “Yeah…”
Coke: “I think I’m in love man, cause every time you speak my heart pops out my chest”
Meta: “Showing the softer side of me, crying and shit…”
Coke: “What else can I say? Your boys impressed! YUP! IMPRESSED!”
Meta: “These tissues lately, think about you all the time…”
Coke: “I don’t give a damn, I’m gunna still proceed you, at least I can say I tried if I still loose you, and if I didn’t… Then I’ma call you at nine, take you out to dine and have just one hell of a time”
Meta: “But I do still love you that’s why I, get real jealous when you go to school, cause mad dudes be trying to get close to you”
Coke: “I think I’m in love man, I don’t know what to do man!”
I’m the best, I’m gunna give proof now
And three’s a crowd so I’ll knock these two out
I owned Metaphor with his friend technique
You must have been on Coke thinking you’d win me (that was homo!)
You cried when your chick left but I had bliss
Damn, I can’t imagine what you’ll do After this
You both ani’t thugs, pussy bitches need hugs
Don’t act hard in this battle, just lose and show me love
Meta use to instant message me a ton of times
Asked for my myspace said he liked my lines
I don’t like guys I’m not the queer type
But ask Coke, I herd he’s the like it in the rear type
Meta claims the bridge, but from New Jersey
Only Bridge is queens, You’ve got no right to earning
Or rights to rep it, This kid’s lies are endless
You’re gunna look like your pops? HA! Life just end it
No Coke, I ain’t no homo
you sound like dicks are constantly in your throat though
You’re no gangsta, your local talent is no good
That bandana finally put some stars in your hood
All of your lines are just old and played out
Half the shit you say has already came from my mouth
Why is it called What I’ve been doing volume three
When the first two volumes were absolutely nothing
He wants to act gangsta shit I’ll put him in check
You’re just mad cause nobody can see your neck
Come on dawg, stop frontin like your cliques hard
This duke looks like a 4th of July Twix bar
I’ll spit that simple shit and that’s all right
It still makes ya’ll look worse when I be on the mic
Coke: “You’re so sexy dude”