It's time to put an end to Skrybe:)...get @ me Sirkle...1...[.]
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Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #1,162
Peak in subgenre #513
Author
RiGhT HeMi$pHeRe
Rights
RiGhT HeMi$pHeRe
Uploaded
January 14, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
...The Sirkle Tournament Round 2...
Lyrics
Sanskwrit's a dead language...you said it yaself/ Ya bars are dead weight and long...shit they're stretchin ya belt// But that ain't sayin too much...but I'll get to it in a second/ This dude is glued to net shit need to choose a new profession// I heard u got a tight voice/ Then say words like dookie stain u ain't a movie mayne/ But Skrybe is just a white noise// Speakin of that...when cats are votin for right/ I'll make u star in that movie...you'll be a ghost on tha mic// Then hand u some Red Bull...and uplift your dreams/ Be a pussy ass angel...Playtex gives you wings// Speakin of pussy...didn't ya girl have a kid?!/ Go play with your son!..."Lemme finish this tournament bitch!"// See my words can damage u...when I ride on tha beat/ Since we can all write and read...then a Skrybe's obsolete// I'm dephilin this fucka/ As he's thinkin dirty thoughts I'll be killin Skrybe with my flow/ So his mind is in the gutter// Fuck all that...I got a hold of ya pic/ Face is misproportional like it got thrown at a brick// This little prick...he need to get some bed rest/ Got bags under his eyes...due to internet stress// He ain't sleepin on the weekends cuz he often upset/ But with them bushy ass eyebrows u could mop up ya sweat// Cuz really...ya skin is greasy and ya face is moist/ Got down syndrome I doubt u could raise ya voice// I'll beat you till you lose and then get ya songs burried/ Then ask "why the long face?!" like you kin to John Kerry// Then ya kid'll get ya melon...that shit is unheard of dude/ I bet his head'll loke like corn on the cob...flipped vertical// And don't try to sale ya body/ Cuz buddy you tip the scale then with money you tip the scale/ And say "iight man...don't tell nobody"// If he says he ain't fat...y'all just know tha dudes kiddin/ "You the lowfat version of me"...shit..well who isn't?!// Skribe's a writer that's a bitch like Sara Jessica Parker/ Sex in his City?!...not if he slept with the author// You gaspin in ya tracks...drop tha mic-n-let it be/ Fabolous was tryna tell u Skrybe...Bitch u betta "breathe!"// U just wack...catch a daranger to the face/ I'll kill Skrybe cuz a Mind is a terrible thing to waste// Bllat...listen kid u can vote in the next thread/ I swear Skrybe's on my nuts like I cheated in Sex Ed// Quit tryin to be me shit I'll shatter this imposter/ Getcha ugly ass offstage like the Phantom of the Opera// You'll feel bad when I'm nockin you out/ But don't get mad cuz you trash like u Oscar the Grouch// Look at ya picture...you look like u un-loved/ Kids...this is what it looks like when a mind is on drugs// U against me Skrybe!?...shit dude no question/ I'll knock u out the sirkle like we sumo wrestlin//
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