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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #3,214
Peak in subgenre #1,713
Author
Skull P.
Rights
Skullphucked 2004
Uploaded
September 06, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 5.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Look this punk mufucka ain't brick
Watch my fist permeate this nerd like he was wet cement
And when I got you up to my wrists, I'll just wash my hands of you bitch
Before you dry up and latch on,
like guanarea bonds to a nasty hoe's vagina
you fuckin leech,
I'll have to pry you off my nuts after you taste this defeat,
drywall..Please,
You think I'ma carry you to the next round,.. cracka, I'll bury you in surround sound
Drop you out the frame of existance, in a stall outttt,
with nothing in your parachute pack but the weight of yourself to help you fall down
Your bitch ass would get drowned out, at an alliyah concert
Brick, Shut the fuck up and Observe
A cliffhanger like Blackalicious track 6 on the NIA CD I be,
your prose is DMX.. when he's acting.. but you're more Ja Rule worse
like flushing little shits it's guaranteed you won't float back up On my ass, turd
I look at you like ceiling spackling,
one of them clones tariq spoke against on the illadelph LP
Your roots are faggot brick city, meaning you don't even exist to me
You think you got this battle handled go ahead put your feet up --toetagged, buried six deep
actually I'll lean you back like cutlass seats or joey crack tryin matrix shit off balanced duckin pun's heart disease
Really, Brick City I gotta ask where's your talent?
Your MP3s show no heart and pose no challenge,
Mines expose the inner core and fuck with your cabbage
The whole package, what can I say I'm savage
Who you trying to front on? Get bumped off, past tense,
Like keystyles with a Z, freestyling without C,
you're a really bad spin off of having anything to do with being an emcee
...Now Then
Skully's diligent with dismantling you freaks with words,
while you're catchin' migraines just trying to make complete sentences work
It's no secret ALL DAY you suck Dave Chappelle's botoxed balls,
pop some certs before you post, Bricks, that funk seeps thru fire walls
Focus and Visualize, Precise stays pleading you to please not rep Caroline,
And if you ever somehow slip by to gain some lime light,
Reggie Noble would be quick to dead your life,
for the simple fact you ain't from jersey and you're white
but you still call yourself Brick City, and claim that you're just really, really light
HAH HAh yeah right that's hype, the usual type spilled over the phone line,
I got no time, for cowards that like to hide behind their own lies,
I wouldn't be surprised if when you're not on the mic, you had a mullet and pushed an I-roc
bumpin kiss singing I.. wanna rock and roll all night!!!
I predict you'll fold fetal when you sleep at night after this match
dreaming about the last time you felt safe, tightly tucked back up in your mom's snatch
