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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #3,622
Peak in subgenre #1,964
Author
thA gAllAry
Rights
COPYRIGHT 2004
Uploaded
August 22, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
hear that gun cock thats what u should prepare for/
beware for and make a prayer for this is our declare your/
shit u spit isnt good with a fat lady in tha backround/
take tha back now we hard asses thats how/
betta watch yo back in rap now u lookin like a fat cow/
eatin all da snacks now its tha gallarys rap town/
cheah, yes, yeah, witch one is it/
take my ass look bitch and kiss it/
m80 blake blisken which one is we dissin/
u betta up n listen, u be dwellin and reminesin/
git in tha ignition, start rappin and amissin/
u crew u be switchen, quit all yo bitchen/
in yo songs all day long with that u cant do wrong/
fat chicks givin u head instead with yo 2 inch shlong/
shoot u down with this sound your over wound/
beatin you we shouldnt be pround /
bitchin in tha intro cuz yo momma broke you/
u have mo scars on yo wrist when us u go thru/
our lyrics hotter than hot glue, and you betta not do/
what u thinkin of doin soon als we'll do is mock u/
dont might as well just put this shit in tha back of your head/
you might as well stop and quit rappin instead/
ur shit goin down exploaden like every things tha comes in our way/
so watch out for what in yo shitty diss u think of and fuckin say/
you gon be bein scared today i dont care what u think/
nastey no haired boy get a tupay, i dont take seriously what usay/
so leave us alone cuz u dont compare wit us and u cant stay up/
hearin shit round tha croud well from you that blakes tuff/
dont say stuff gettin beat up by a girls is enough/
u actin hard but a fuckin lie is a fire work cant be tuff/
sad part is u have a studio we betta than u is tho/
u cant make a track back ho just like in tha mile ur slow/
If Blakes Firecrackers, Then I'm A Pistol/
Am I Clear, Chrystal, Cuz I'm Fuckin U Up Like An Iraqie Missle/
Gettin Head From Ho's Over The Weight Limit/
Admit It, It's Hard To Even Talk About Like Blake Spittin/
And I Think We Should Give Ur Mom A Big Applause/
What She Did And Tried To Do Was For A Good Cause/
I Cant Imagin You Tryin To Escape Too, From Mom Tapin You/
I Never Heard Of It, But I Cant Believe Your Momma Raped U/
Stupid Faggot, You Tried To Jump Me When You Older By A Year/
I Turned You Around, Through You Like A Spear Made Injuries Severe/
Let Me Make This Fuckin Clear, You Could Disappear/
And No One Would Drop A Tear, Its Too Persevere/
And I'll Be Here the Voluntere To Suddenly Appear/
To Disobey Your Frontiere And End Your Career/
Imina End Yo Career And I'm SERIOUS/
Cuz In Rap Im The Dulgest One PERIOD/
You cant Pronounce a Single Adjective without Soundin Faggish/
Rap Game Bag It, Sack It, Take Your Situation and White Flag It/
And Don't Be Braggin, On The Mic Rappin/
Bout Little Kids Snappin And Cappin/
You Up Like 50 In The Back Roads/
M80 the Fag Arose Now He's Attackin Ho's/
Your Step Dad Hit You And U Cut Your Wrist/
I Was Pissed, That Your Vein You Missed/