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#123,864 today
Peak #957
#3,459 in subgenre
Peak #34
Author
Broadway
Uploaded
March 02, 2006
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MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 3:13
Lyrics
I’ma start off by wreckin yo verse thesis
Devour yo rhymes like fat kids do reces pieces
This a one time thing…I wont do it twice
U say I aint hood yo Idol is vanilla ice
U pay the price…Frankly kid u just wont last
Wouldn’t be the shit if yo mom had u out her ass
This is too easy…for damage u’a see me
Not to mention yo mom and yo sister blew me
This is murkage in process…sorry u aint hot yet
Heres a rappin steroid why don’t u try and pop that
Get back…My punchines disenigrate yo jaw
U really think u hood…U just a slim shady knock off
U copt balls…I’ll take this gay-man-life
Pop shells he yellin..”I aint gay I’ma tran-vest-ite”
I stay funny…the way u appear is just bummy
It’s humerouse u getting wrecked like a crash course dummy
No matter how much u spit this battle u aint winnin
Try to sell yo tracks for a buck they aint worth a penny
Try and see me…u a herb nigga u aint coo
I put numbers after my name when I was a newb too
Call me a E gangster when u tryin to act hard
Until u get hit by my punchlines make u a retard
U cant be serious…u actually think u gone beat me
Yo punches wouldn’t hit hard if they nic name was Ali
I know I’m gone win I can tell by my intuition
I pull the nine out and have you drop into a fetal position
This nigga rhymes is like a virgin ass about to take dick
Cause u think yo rhymes tight but really they get ripped
He get a fat bitch..now he think he a playa
Closes he’s ever been to the hood is playin San Andreas
C’mon Jay….u think u a real hard fellow
Truth is u softer than a warm marshmallow
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