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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,167
Peak in subgenre #9
Author
SiniStir Knot
Rights
nah
Uploaded
July 08, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 5.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
(Emcee Nutsac)
Flows'a...lackin pizass...n' half of it's trash/
N'You wouldn't know a track that's been gassed from the crack in ya ass/
Exile every member of -Ex Style, give em a rest while/
I drop DE-...we'll be callin em X-File/
Who told'ju ta represent, mahfucker u should hide/
The only hot-line u even know is to prevent suicide/
Beatin me's a far stretch like the pants u rockin/
Cuz the last GOODbar u had was made from choc'late/
Niggas are fuckin dope, i should give em a proper bake/
The only bird'ju ever seen was in cuisine to watch ur weight/
One fumbled punch now u sittin in trouble's clutch/
While ev'ry line twists n' turns like I Mastered DOUBLE Dutch/
U niggas actin BITCH, but damn it's rich/
When Paulie passed the dick u all looked at Scratch n' sniff/
I'ma end witta quick fact, be like death in the sense that/ ..."NO ONE'S READY TO DEAL WITH US!!"
(Cough Cough)
It's the takeover!!...rock not included/
Double Cough let off till i got NO bullets/
U weak neck niggas i maneuver with..sickness/
My spittin twitches u bitches like cracked up syringes/
Pardon my french, but u pussies way weeeak/
No talent in ya writes (/rights) everything is wheat-free/
But'chu couldnt GIVE it away so...take the fucka back/
We just here ta bless this place..from..all that is wack/
Uncreated fiasco..from..all of u assholes/
Cuz when i'm in attack mode i strangle till my hands broke/
I broke ya little house down...only after ONE round/
Ya fort about ta say OWW ruckin wit..crate out/
Gimme the Empire wit a force of jedi mind trick/
Intergalactic battle action happ'nin at any its-the-syth/
Our dark side has sparked..life into ur freaks outside/
These are just..part knives ta give u titties a hard time/
(Rhymes Connect: Me)
(Git down!)…I said and like some child stars pa where are they now/
Arguin bout how J Rippers committin party fouls/
…As Paulie drowns…if u’s think I’m havin breathin problems/
…It’s just ur steaming armpits’ heat combined with cleaning solvents/
…U reek of garbage…I feel Profane at least he’s honest/
Meaning he’s Defile-d now and he don’t like to BE so modest/
U need ta watch him…Leviticus is simply biitch/
…He quick ta diss n' disAPPEAR Con-Vince’d he did exist/
…Allanon I peeped ur sick attempts at vocalizin…/
…What’s so suprisin is u aint a joke of older times n’/ …
Christ is back n’ Lord knows he can’t rap!!/
…YOU should do like Root’s n just erase the past n’ fade ta Black/
…HIS page is blank duke u came so wack it made me laugh/
And every (NO ONE!) cat that made it through the…act that lemme play…aaa…track/
Did the same at that…I had a drink till it went sprayin out my nasal pass-/
…edge…Seman-tics while u tryna sound like Outkast/
U’ll hit the floor quicker than a bounce pass/
…Get out Fast…U don’t want nothin here girl…/
U bad as fuck…cuz u collab with Puck from the Real World?/
Please…and de Carabas he’s a weak n’ harmless freak with problems/
Treat em like a goddess; *I* jus get sleepy when he speaks of violence/
Tettris like to TALK shit so much he posts a little diss/ n’ (NO ONE) gets hit
…His flow eclipsed it so consists of it/
Arsenal can sharpen dull blades all day n’ talk it through/
Call it on the grind…yall get’n signed is not as possible/
…No doubt it’s seen its better days…but hey…we like yall place/
…I think we’ll stay n there aint nothin u can do or say/
