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Round 3 vs. Chrit
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Peak #1,155
Peak in subgenre #608
Author
Lil Brick
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Tha Force Inc.
Uploaded
April 24, 2004
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MP3 2.3 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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I criticize chrit, for being a bitch/ im virus that your Anti-Virus can’t fix// I RAM quick, you run out of memory/ drain your battery, so you run out of energy/ I Duracell, I Energize/ I flip rhymes you flip burgers and fries// For minimum wage/ if winning was a Novel the name Chrit wouldn’t even sit on page// I eat R2D2’s chips like Lay’s/ I spit college, homie you spit 9th grade// dude your not black, you white with a dark shade/ plus you got no game, like run down arcades// homie you suck like lipo/ the only time you throwing punches is during tae boe// that’s not a smile, its half a grin// cause I can rap and you can’t so we antonyms// that’s right, I can rap/ Jail must have been Christmas, you got to sit on fat guys laps// and ask for gifts/ you an image of a fag homeboy you a homo “gif”// get thrown off the cliff, or hit with a tree trunk/ on my road to victory you barely a speed bump// so I drive over you and feel a smooth ride/ your rhymes are not workin, like judging a man’s dick, by his shoe size// and that’s true lies for you oxymorons… "Humpty Chrit sat on a wall and Humpty Chrit had a big fall and all his dick riders and all his firends couldn't put his punk ass together again" The predictions say you win but Im the one like neo/ homie that thread is about as accurate as Mrs.Cleo// you keep beef in your mouth like a grilled stuffed borito/ my rhymes get under your skin quicker than a needle// call me kool-aid im the punch packer// feed you to my parrot hey “polly want a cracker”// im not God I don’t give two chances/ I’ma rip chrit til tax says “brick advances”//
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