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Its UK Hip-Hop but not as you know it...
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #5,244
Peak in subgenre #3,053
Author
Mink-C
Rights
Mink-C
Uploaded
July 13, 2003
Track Files
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MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Yo Nola, what ya fuckin doin battlin me?
Your rhymes are like a SAT, mines a PhD
And what you doin in this tourney? Here to lose I bet
Should take your ass off the site, in fact the fuckin internet?
yeah I heard your audios, couldn't stop myself laughin
You should stick to instrumentals and be done with rapping
Fuck a pink slip, this shits like an ice rink, ya slippin
My attention isn't held with a prescription of Ritalin
Fuckin Bitch assed MC, Louisiana Hick
like a boil on the neck, you try and blow up quick
but with some lyrical cleansing and that shit is gone
like you'll be gone from this tournament after dropping your song
to be honest I don't care if I win or lose
cos with so many no-shows there may not be a round two
or the site will go down, and we'll be back to the sign-ups
til then i'll pick him out like a crim in a line-up
pickle you well, comatose ya like sickle cell
kick ya ass and sound the bell like you done fell in a wishin well
fuckin hell, i must have made it in this hip-hop biz
i got a mention on a track by Gigabite - whoever that is
i heard his track, dickriders fuckin him bareback
it was wack, i couldn't feel it like an analyst track
but anyway, i get drawn against this Nola cat
I first off thought it was a bitch with a name like that
Then I heard the way he raps, Sounding like all the others
If that style is in his genes I wouldn't wanna fuck his mother
cos if the condom went and popped and we faced pregnancy
I wouldn't want no offspring sounding like a southern Jay-Z
With a style like a wannabe, backpacking bitch
Bet he walks with a switch, hes irritating like jock-itch
Irritatin like a neighbors cat that shits in ya yard
Even his closest freinds and family thinks he rhymes like a retard!
Last verse then I'm done this shits a waste of time
grab my adjustable spanner and just dismantle your rhyme
you're busy dropping demos, should be dropping the mic kid
Dump your verse in the trash and put some bricks on the lid
ya dream of studio time, gettin rich and touring
ya forgetting that your rhymes are boring, ha
call yourself a raw nigga, and you're takin rap back
fuck that, i'll drape ya coffin with a union jack
need to go back to square one, find a good beat
then rap about some topics that don't send brothers to sleep
gay cliches more played than grey toupees
ya like the t-shirt slogan 'same shit different day'
if votes were cast purely based on originality
you'd end up with a vote count of minus 20 fuckin 3
fuck fightin black, i'll crack a jack in your back
leave you cryin like a bitch and bleedin like a haemophiliac!
