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Peak #4,969
Peak in subgenre #2,827
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fikti0n
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October 27, 2002
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Lyrics
Beat one- Eminem: Lose Yourself (Whole Crew)
Look.. if you had.. one shot.. or one opportunity
To seize some faggot ass crew.. and just crush em
In one moment.. would you capture it? Or just let it slip
Yo.. This crew`s bitch, thrown out the closet like homo kids
Why the fuck you think that yall ain`t the crew that I roll with?
Yea you throw fits.. I`m gon slaughter these net nerds
Who just mad cause me and Vital ain`t feelin they circle jerks
Why`re these Urcle herbs tryn to claim they 'droppin the bomb'?
The popularity stopped.. back at fags.com
It`s time to... raiiise some rawwwwkus, and blaze on yall
So who the FUCK wanna battle with my chainsaw now?!!?
I`ll leave your brains sawed out, till the chain falls out
These lame fucks can`t spit, its like they game`s all out
And when fame calls out.. Undefined`ll be there
But when the name rings out.. them Theories, become scarce
They only pack strength in numbers, like hospital unions
Cause UT is straight shit - like feces on rulers
You`re getting booed, here`s the truth, just reality -
Undefined? Check that next to "sexuality"
Battling this crew? I won`t say that you suck
But when yall`re battling Solution yall faggots is straight fucked
Dep ducked outta text, stepped straight into audio.. Slammed his face into the pavement, its over like adiooooos
We ain`t boastin we braggin the most viscious and ravenous
Hazardous MCs wearing a gas mask
If UT is so great, they get left in the great lakes
Cause nobody wants to see you like fatties on porno tapes
Beat two- Dre: The Watcher (Dep)
Things just ain`t been the same for gay men
Times is changin, crews dyin from agin`
Some of em, Undefined, actin all flagrant
Are still stuck to text while I`m burnin they pages
But, the strangest things can happen from battlin
Crews with men with semin soaked down in they abdomens
Cats gon get smacked up, slapped with mack clips
My battle rap gymnastics is spinnin like backflips
I seen Dep come - nasty shit
Watched him cry when Vital wouldn`t father his kids
Watched him go postal and act all sad
Watched the lawsuit when he grabbed my ass
Young men in black suits, he`s after that
Watch your ass if you catch him sayin "Who`s ya dad"
It`s all the same shit, now he`s got the AIDs
I just sit back.. and laugh at gays
Beat three- Method Man/Redman: Da Rockwilder (The Textcees - Vulgarphlo, Clypso, Ill Wun)
Clypso, quit rhymin while ya losin, what the fuck you tryna prove? Closest thing to you is carnival music
Bustin ya arms when I`m moving.. this ain`t battle or war, I`m here holding my mic - you`re hugging a keyboard
You ain`t ready for us - these cats wearin rap diapers, Solution locking it down like citizens turned snipers
I crush textcees with one flip of a word, fuck spittin a verse - killin these kids with a verb
Why the fuck is yall tryin to rap, ya got sonned - The truth is my "vulgarphlo" proves I`m the "ill wun"
These damn kids is done, all over, old news.. ya style couldn`t be fly - if you were wearing my shoes
Forget ya teary eyed blues, vulgar you ain`t nasty - kids only call you sick cause you smell like an asscheek
Don`t ask me, ask any one of your mans.. Clypso is only holdin crowds with a gun in his hand
But.. I`m raw, put a shot in ya jaw, I`mma see-saw wit charm until ya whole arm falls off
..Hotter than acid coated in plastic meltin through half it till I`m out spittin this spaztic
Textcee bastards, locked in the celler.. I`mma bring the 'pane' to UT like eager glass sellers
