Audio Battle league week 6 Mr. Showtime diss
Rapbattles.com Audio Battle League week 6. Mr showtime diss. Layed it down before the battles were set up. You know how I doez it.
Real life shit! Music for the true hip-hop fans!
Watz crackin' hip-hop headz. Itz ya boi JaBz. I am so tired of watz goin' on in music today. I look back at wat hip-hop used to be and I look at it now and it fills me with anger. The pioneers of rap had no idea it was gonna be this way. So I feel it's time for the new generation of music to take it back to it's former glory. I am the voice of the slums. Listen up. ALL TRACKS AND BEATS PRODUCED BY DOCTOR STRANGE!
Lyrics
What the fuck iz the problem?//
you want it wit' me, re-examine ya options//
My flow to deep like I swim wit' the lockness//
Why u hatin' on my cause I come from the projects?//
You couldn't walk in my shoes, even if the size fit//
Ya styles shit, don't you know I'm the liv-est//
Dis nigga can't see me, like I'm standin' be-hind him//
You even try to look at me wrong//
I'll put pinesol, all in ya eyeballs, and rip off your arms//
I ain't nothin' like 50 nigga//
You spit a verse, I spit 50 nigga//
You got a gun, I got fifty blickers//
Peep how I switch the flow//
I ain't mistikal//
But it's danger when them pistols blow//
I spit gritty rhymes, Nigga this a pity rhyme//
Get ya name tattooed, it's the only way you gettin' signed//
You don't think I see all the shit that you talk?//
I don't respond, get the picture? nigga get lost!//
You on my dick like a bitch, nigga get off//
When I rhyme, it's showtime, but not yo' time//
I ain't gonna stop til I see red, like road signs//
I'll break his leg just to wish him good luck//
They say the show must go on, not if he can't get up//
This ya first and last season, I cancelled the show//
You better Re-run, before I have to cancel you homez//
This niggaz pretendin' be rap, but really he wack//
But it's not b/c he's white, it's cause he's tryin'a be black//
Go head, be mad, I don't care, fuck your feelin'z//
Where I'm from, niggaz'll cut ya children//
I'm in the streetz like sewers, he wanna be the true-est//
Til I show show the fo', and blast through his computer//
Ain't talkin' bout a blunt, when I give u an L//
Super Mario style, you'll get hit wit' a shell//
