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Judgement Day - Featuring Chink $
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Minute Man Audio Tournament (Finals). Against Dub Glock and Nemesis. Big ups to Chink $ for blessing the track.
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Peak #1,096
Peak in subgenre #75
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May 30, 2004
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MP3 1.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
I diss them, you all laugh at them and we go out for drinks afterwords while pointing at them and laughing.
Lyrics
The finals Imma career crash virus So if you see any money here there musta been cash prizes/ dub glock can't see me cuz he's pitiful man, Can only see what I eat like the invisible man/ won't go the distance minus fans resistance only score on assissts like jason kidd with the pistons/ he'll mention the lakers and wolves like shit is over but half of the titles lakers won were as Minnesota/ I used to have respect for dub glock, (but then I found out) That theres no such thing as a dub glock/ hated replacements like a homo and yet this bozo had advanced two rounds because of the no shows/ Didn't like em at all said they was unfair so Imma soil ya win like I threw dirt in the air/ There's no defense when precision attacks you miserable cats, prolly hear their screams on this track!/ Won't be able to stand after the PRe brawls, Don't kick the man while he's down but i'll charge him the freefall/ Whole style's wack and it's needs a rehaul, since this glock is defective I'm demanding a recall/ Should all know that I'm nice even though the flow scars ask chink money (sample) Him: "Here's a round four post card!"/ Nemesis knows he won't go far I'll take this hoe out in one since he drops below par/ We're both going for broke holmes only when I'm goin' for broke dawg I'm tryin' to break your bones/ Won't happen to stand a chance, even if you rock cuz I aim with precision and I shoot with a glock/ Won't reckonize him after I drop nem Not only did he fall off but he hit rock bottom!/ I'll sleep on Nem since the nigga ain't stressin' make 'em play kick the can like kids of the great depression/ he knows he's average so nem can't beat me, My lines give me the 4 point Oh he can't Cee me/ Since you dwell on your wackness, lyric's you lackin' and overall dawg you just needin' more practice/ I'm quick to smack him quicker to pass nem, I thought I told ya'll my lines are well above average/ remember when Kaze beat you? cuz Imma another MN cat that you're takin' a backseat to/ After I drop nobody'll peep you cause in battles I'm hard to beat without fire, like in T2/
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