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Shavies vs illthoughts round 2
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you thought wrong whore.
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I'm chillin at www.freestyleunderground.com So if you like what u hear, or hate what u hear and wanna battle me and loads of others check it NOW! i'm a UK emcee, jus messing bout with this at the moment and starting to emcee in clubs this Summer. got a dude makin me beats and a DJ that'll bump me when i'm ready so i'm playin with online battles for practice.
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Hip-Hop • Battles/Disses
Charts
Peak #8,868
Peak in subgenre #249
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March 21, 2004
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MP3 2.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Yeah shut up, I’ve got something I need to say You probably aint gonna like this but I’m saying it either way You little bitch with a limp wrist Jilting like ya shook Shaking like a leaf I can read you like a book Look why you playing? Saying that you lick the clit when its clear you lick the dick bitch Ya best mates will bear witness You look unwell I’ve seen ya picture you’re a chump You cant be sick from women cos you ain’t got laid in months Its must be PMS or a nasty STD Herpes, VD, HIV but you probably have all 3 You can’t even write ya rhymes, you copy faceman’s shit Stealing the punches he used And those played out simpson’s clips Illthoughts? Nah just no thoughts of your own And cos I’m so I’m so much iller I thought I’d let you know It aint big, it aint clever, yo its certainly not cool Copying someone else’s work only works in school Fool Mindless Using his ideas Pretending its your own shit Will only end in tears Listen here you biting faggot You must be sicker than you appear Cos in that fucking picture you look like a paedophile You fucking queer Shit, ya lyrics belong in wasteland You’re analogies are wack And now you tryina copy faceman You suck his cock so hard it’s like his dick is in your stomach No wonder you’re feeling ill when you spit its like he’s coming And I’m gunning for you son I’ll break ya neck in the huddle Kid ya out of ya depth like a midget in a puddle Ill thoughts, how you gonna beat me in this tourni When half your punches were bitten the half weren’t even for me I’m a winner so winnings what I do bitch I beat you pound for pound spitting rounds on you True but What ya gonna do? Who knew that I’d leave this kid cursed like a voodoo Your mum’s a crack whore Just like reklaw’s Best to back down and back the best cause I’m here to test thoughts Molest your record Attack your track And leave you left on deaths door Ya raps are piss poor my shits rich Your trying to be a big dog but you’re justa little bitch And bitches get fucked, cos that’s all they good for That’s why your sister cant sit down, cos her brown ring is red raw
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