Vs. Master Creator Part 2
AlItteration Hiphop
No band. Just me. MC/DJ Al-Itteration. From Chicago...
Just rapping and spinning.
Story behind the song
battle.. prize..
Lyrics
This ain’t the circus, there’s no way you could clown me,
Cuz I eat more herbs than potheads with bud brownies,
My style be superb, my dick’s like a trophy, you wanna clinch me,
I could be taking notes about you and still wouldn’t put MC,
Because you’re not one, I’m top gun like Tom Cruise,
You’re dick’s in your man’s ass, that’s the only reason you rock dudes,
Rock you to the point of no return like the end of a cliff,
Because if you’re dope, then we’re gonna have to redefine if,
Your prime has passed, you’re looking at menopause,
I leave men in awe, while you leave see-men in your jaws,
This battle was over before it started like a post bail Tyson fight,
I’d give you the mike but you wouldn’t use it, like blacks and voting rights,
Quoting tight lyrics must mean you’re quoting me,
And to think that you called me wack knowingly,
Your tracks have more gay implications than the word ‘soft’
And your mixing is about as good as beet juice and Corn Pops
