against 216 soljia or sumsh***
get at me: mcenef@gmail.com
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Lyrics
you need to stop drop rap and quit it
ya fuckin peeon, youll get peed on, and i aint missin
bitch, the fuck you talkin bout when ya gone
im just hoping you'll sell ya fuckin mic by the end of this song
someone needs tell this cat how ta flow
and step his lyrics game up, cause emo rap homie just aint bold
you cryin and whinin cause you dieing, thats weak
u gonna need to eat carrots and broccoli before you step to the beet
get smacked round, ill put the mac down
get jacked clown, only fan you got is the one coolin you off in the background
oh what you havent heard? this wack bait
got a shirt with wack taste and it seems to be bigger than his fan base
oh you a text rapper, slamin the keys
well im an ill rapper, with a plan to bash in ya teeth
you the type to bring a dildo sword to a fight
call myself jordan, cause he really tryin to suck on the mike
just stick to peeping tracks instead of buildin
cause not only would i pull ya permits, id pull ya bitch card too
look at this dude, hes like 5'2 ya so skiny
ya shirt could be a parachute, jump out a plane
heres goes ya one shot at internet fame
but it aint a microphone that he spit on thats making him lame
dear lord i cant help it
thiefs in jihad peep'd ya verse faggot and that aint even felt it
how the fuck you expect to advance
gonna need a high paid therapist solja to help you get past
as for solja, this cat must be the dumbest
gumby, scooby doo, and the teletubbies is the army you run wit
what you like 15, please
cause this shit already been decided before even spit on the beat faggot
