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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,350
Peak in subgenre #33
Author
Cabar, Da Real, Seph
Rights
OIS Inc.
Uploaded
September 10, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.5 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Had to eat him
Lyrics
Cabar's Lyrics
Can't take the heat get the fuck out the kitchen,
can't really rap so there's no competition
I wasn't tryin to get on you
wanna get mad cuz cabar only speak the honest truth ( all day )
I dunno who lied to this kid
what right mind would ryhme like this kid
think he on sublime levels shit,
get sniped off cloud 113,
take his shit serious you a clown to me
think this the right road ima about mislead
faggot ass voice sound like you gotta pee
better yet take a shit, that's what you are to me, ( shit nigga )
c to the r been sicker than most, west to the east cost,
chilled or a fierce flow, Your a cornball has been didn't even drop
album gonna flop, no body wanna cop, think you gettin somewhere
but no your really not, so Why would I hate if your shit was really hot
but you really gotta stop, for I really gotta pop,
ona jim jones beat with beef hip hop ( nigga )
Da Real's Lyrics
this scrawny little nigga man he think he the shit
posted up wit Jin in times square posin for pics
every track sound like homicide and hopin to quit
or Enigman gettin recorded while he chokin a bitch
im in the home of hip hop bout to kick you out the door hoe
starin at the camera screw faced thinkin he thorough
(nooo) you not that ill son
you was a lame back then but guess what nigga you still one
you played ya luck, and now your day is up
you gettin bread damn son how much they pay to suck
yo ill help ya lyrics just listen to what i gotta say
take ya pen, paper and mic and throw it all away
please say no more god save us all
from this guy deprived of puberty whos so amusin me
damn you must be retarded
now OIS ended your career before the shit even got started
seph's lyrics
you gettin shot by your own gun
no competition so there's no fun
wack ass lyrics plus your flows dumb
rapper dog you no one
elder but you my son
finish you like i like my steak nigga well done
droppin tracks but you ain't prepared and you rush mess
up the track spittin like you scared and for what
you was the target thats always there and ya tracks
get posted up but nobody care posing pics wit other
rappers who no longer there just do what they did
quit the game and no longer appear now you the hunted
prancing around like you the deer you fuckin suck
producing music horrible to my ears
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