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so who am i battling? are ya sure its Dahnamics?
cause all i get is a track with alotta static
this dude wears his cap so loose, he must go
cause he really believes that it'll help his thoughts flow
i didnt want this, but its my mission to kill you
so come on Dahnamics, let me battle The Real You
dont even panic, i wont seize your beats
just the tags alone would just scream defeat
this must be faith, before battlecards were pulled
General Dynamics supplied bombs for my arsenal
my heartrhythm has more dynamics than you have
if i died i'd still have more pressence then you have
if you buy one then you'll get one for free
that's how Dahnamics votes like he's selling his beats
but stick to beats, cause Dah cant handle no mics
it's be like watching Ashlee Simpsons performing live
i fortify my doors before this court decides
to let this blackanese kid go as a foster child
and he wonders why he aint got no friend closer by
most reconsider when said "lets go over to die!(dah)"
its not a fight, i'll leave this battleground intact
i cut Dahnamics without making this sound flat
and abortion was never in question
but he looks like a tanned miss piggy with a botox injection
this black lookalike cartman is a perfect hit
he's easier to run over then to run circles with
this nervous bitch dont know how to interpret this
i'll keep scratching the surface till it hurts to itch
then insert a chip which will explode on sunday
and be able to meet The Real Dah more than one way
and Dah think he's Bruce Lee and still down to ride
then i'll create more mysteries about how he died
go aim Janitor and ask for ya money back
buy some new software to write your corny tracks
you're probably plotting with everyone on your aim list
but i dont give a fuck cause im Rick James bitch
Im done fishing for lines, ya lost this fight
and ya aint off the hook because you use a cordless mic
For every word, you put another nail in ya coffin
i'll make sure you end there, so just keep talking
mentally you're small but you're too heavy to fly
and you wont feel B.I.G. untill you're Ready to Die(Dah)
but you're welcome to try and i didnt erase this
you're all blank.. like your homepage is
