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Story behind the song
Mind to Mic Audio Tournament - Semi-Finals.
Lyrics
Semi Finals, Ill bang you down to death.
must be nervous, your life is hangin on a thread..
In fact its this one, you went where few have went
Flirts w/ disaster & gets smacked back to computer desks.
Bros before hoes.. Im pretty sly w/ da mean cuts
But if your girl blows, Ill let shit pile up between us
I play & manage to have you slayed & bandaged
Youre not surfin this board, just a wave of panic
I take advantage.. Ill simply kill you dudes
Had to slice gay orgies open just to spill your views
Instill you thro, a gruesome lunch, fool youre weak
Took a dive at a punch & fell in a pool of grief
Now im not sure Im really quite confused
Drew Iza Rekca?? please, Only in round two
Look kid, Ill clown you.. & its insane now.
Cause ill take thought for food & spit ya brain out
Take R & R from losses, plottin to hurt me?
Get taken out quick, like RnR's audio tournie
Burning, Altar boy, please dont blurt ya cries
Slapped upside his head & hadda priest circumsized
Worst you die, Talks cheap, this deal's done.
Kill this fake chatterbox & put him in REAL one's ..
Ya feel dumb, & we all know youre fuckin gay when
I said "cant stay in touch" & you started complaining
Pain then, im labelled as a villian of your fame
Only thing you pocket's 8 balls.. in the middle of the game
Runnin you over & ill scar you gays w/ semi's
this faggot love to go the hardaway like penny.
You send me, & girls?, you only imagine rape.
dick has buttons on his jeans & still cant fasten 8.
Smash w/ hate, Youll blow up chokin in bombs
I blast leavin you in 2 parts - Smoking & Non.
Broke & youre gone, Ill take you & shit you out
Wanted to cum on me, but youd have to spit it out
Hit ya mouth, your 20 wont attract an eye
Asked if youre from marlboro w/ that Pack of lies.
Smack you guys, your plans are boring as hell
Ill tear down your structure to have old stories to tell
Gorier spells, fool you must be sick of me..
& im shootin your gas station, cause you fuel stupidity
Fuckin wack ass, youve been clowned on & bent.
Final Words: FUCK AN AUDIO VET.
