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Lyrics
listen man, you outta ya mind..
so get the thought of winnin right outta ya mind..
better than mine? shit,
you a drunk drivin nigga.... you thinkin way outta the lines..
my rappin defines, sickness at its best...
ya rappin defines what happens when a bitch gets a mic...
you can quit actin like....
i wont smash ya mic and jab a knife right inbetween ya fuckin eyes...
beat this guy... and please trust me....
when i get to bustin, mannnnn, you better be lucky or sometin..
you aint fuckin up nothin, you a fuckin chump man...
aint from the solviet union but ill fuckin rush-in...
you aint comparin to me..
so sit and watch as i burn Be, like im bootleggin Common cds..
you suck dawg, please dont speak..
see, noone can stand Still, like we got A.D.D./
its easiy to see, hes plain wack...
gave him a penny for his thoughts, and i got change back...
jus statin the facts, i aint hatin, in fact..
youve battled 3 times, and havent posted 1 track..
go ahead, research it people..
he must got no coupons, cuz his diss-count is zero...
and on a scale of 1 to 10, you a 1/10th..
put condiments on ya arms, and muster up the strength...
everything you drop is bullshit, listen to this..
your initials are B.S.... it aint a coincidence...
fuck this bitch... man, im ill..
ladies and gentleman, call me kryptonite, ima hurt this man of Still(steal)...
