Lyrics
ABL vs Bobbericc
this'll be a hung decision, and you gon' like it son
i kno we dogs, but its time i get my mike vick on
we wont tie, bitch wrong, ima come n diss ya, but
why you the only nigga in SAP, ta neva post a picture up
ya wrists are cut, ya outta luck, fa every punch that im shakin
i'll have your mouth more bloody, then an angry jamaican
your fakin, claimin you hard, but you beef hardly
best thing outta boston was afuckin tea party
so i'll throw Bob ova board, no control ova this
only way you'd sweep the boards, is if i made you my house bitch
give me the next nigga, cuz im 1-0 any way
watch i kick bob to the curb, like it was garbage day
no recyclin, ya straight trash, no hate
you went from good to bad, like rap had an expiration date
told me he was indian, now i can tell he shook, im feared
watch me flood the universe, with Bob's trail of tears
im bout to eat this nigga bob, so let me say my grace
i guess his face is hideous, we've neva seen his myspace