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13 Years...Kidd Holdin' Golden Mics
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #11,699
Peak in subgenre #990
Author
Booker T.
Uploaded
May 13, 2003
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.0 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Bitch Made Punks
Lyrics
Wutchu Know About HipHop Man
You Cant Rap U Belong In A Rock Band
Damn, U Need 2 Get Ya Flow Right
This Is Da Rhyme Shrine, Not A Gay Ho Site
Ya Crew Should Be Called Astronauts 4 Ya Gayness
Cuz Lit Fuze Landed His Rocket, ON URANUS
I Gots Large Amounts OF Skills, U Gotta Iota
I Bet Ya Real Infamouz, On Tha Streets Of Minnesota
Talkin Shit 2 Me, U Wont Last Long
This Kats Blown More Horns Then Louie Armstrong
I Remember, U Told Me, U Was Signin 2 Cash Money, I could Picture U NowSingin Bling Bling, Wit Lil Wayne & Juvinile
Then Ya Said, Yea Yea Kidd, Im So Dope...
Im About 2 Get Signed 2 Interscope (With SlimShady)
Yea, But U Got Turned Down By Both People...
I Peeped U, Ya Whole Game Is See Through
Damn Yo, I Know, U A Real Silly Hoe...
Now Ya Prolly Gunna Say...IM SIGNIN WITH DEATH ROW!! WHIPPE
U Juss Tryna Do The Gangstas Music
Callen Ya Self Hardcore, Thats How The Wankstas Do It
Thats How They Do It In Cottage Grove
I Spit It Hotta Then Ya Kitchen Stove
But He Has No Clue Without The Klux
Everybody On The Shrine Know SixSixSux
So Juss Drop Ya Mic
Battlin, Ya Lucky I Dont Stop Ya Life
Sayin U Ill, I Dont Give 2 Shits & A Fuck
Everyone On The Shrine Say SIXSIXSUX
How Ya Gunna Talk About My Voice Man
U A Groupi, A Fan, U Sound Like Stan
I Know U Wuz Watchin That Video Too
Instead Of Devin Sawa They Shoulda Hired U
I Straight Ripp U So Dont Start Me
Ya Last Diss Sounded Like U & Gemz Was Havin A Slumber Party
U Even Got The Phones Ringin & Shit
U In Love Wit Erial Prolly Gunna Start Singin And Shit
This Is A Breeze, Fia At A Mill Degrees
I'll Have Ya Shaken Like Crack Addicts Wit Parkenses Disease
My Spits So Hott, I Could Make This Mic Burns
U Collidin Wit Me, Like Trucks Makin Right Turns
Like Latin Kittens Fat, I Gotta Get Rid Of The Excess
I Gotcha Trippin On This Shit Like U Wearin A Weddin Dress
I Aint Gotta Profess, U Regrets, U Eva Messes
At Times I Wonder Why These Kids Who Wanna Test
THE SKILL of A Real Emcee, MEET YA DEFEAT
Only Time Ya Spit Raw Is When Ya Throwin Up Cold Meat
Listenin 2 Ya Diss, Now Thats A Waste
Cuz Theres Hardly Any Punches, U Juss Tryna Fill Up Space
I Know U Below Par
Cuz U Aint Dissin Me, U Sayin How Ill U Think U Are
Who Be This 666
I Know, b4 Ya Dropped Ya Last Diss, U Was Feelin Dubious
Fuck This, U Movin Slow Like A Snail
I Gotcha Girl Tied Up In The Back Like A Fuckin Pony Tail
I Banged Her Dome
Ya Chick Been Used In More Places Then A Cellular Phone
But He Has No Clue Without The Klux
Everybody On The Shrine Know SixSixSux
So Juss Drop Ya Mic
Battlin, Ya Lucky I Dont Stop Ya Life
Sayin U Ill, I Dont Give 2 Shits & A Fuck
Everyone On The Shrine Say SIXSIXSUX
SixSixSux...REGIS..Ha
