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A-Poor G homeless
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a strictly str8 diss to this cat named Apogee/HyPocriSy/The Reaction, back when we had beef, I'm releasin anger now.. Beat by Cable @ www.soundclick.com/cable
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Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Peak in subgenre #2,544
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Live Status
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Raw Status Music
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March 14, 2002
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MP3 2.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
A diss to a guy who thinks he's the best shit around..rest that
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yo now, c'mon Apogee, don't make this turn to a catastrophe i'll make ya cream ass dissapear un-magically you was born a fag 2 bad, and thats so sad 2 see that you and ya dad look alike, and your glad 2 b next time don't throw ya little stones @ King App's throne get down on 1 knee and pray to not be killed my target @ this kid's dome like terrorists headed for the Super Bowl I spit and now u jockin me, sayin thats 2 cold hell who knows? bitch I deal ya ass 7 like UNO Live rips MC's heads off your next, under the chamber yellin I'm dead wrong Apogee man, don't you have any skill? you can say I snatched ahead, milk cartons?I got plenty 2 fill i'ma punch ya wack ass and leave u with a empty grill ya couldn't be 'high' in status with Bobby and Whitney's deal now isn't this so called 'kiddy' ill? Apogee like turf, dead to the field i'ma devour ya neck up, now ya know the meaning of head over hills dr.'s sendin me to the bed for this ill you'd suck dick, and diss Goon, man how is u real? ya rhymes lack, you ugly ass siamese cat in ya picture you sorta looked like a chinese rat you need rhymers prac. I'ma rip ya ass with sumthin u've never heard you work where I spit, hell "BILLIONS AND BILLIONS SERVED" ya faggot ass, hidin behind the mist of Apocalyptic Influentials little girl behind his moms, askin am "I to gentle"? I thought ya ugly ass had more then rappin with quick words i'd shit on u, ya wanna be negro, u'd still look like a stick turd rip words, if it wasn't no AI then where you run you born bitch gettin beat, like a son of a drum how you grasp a mic, wit a hang-over thumb open up that christmas card granny sent, retard isn't that fun? smack ya eyes til they squint, like the front of a punch-buggy ya father predicted this mangle ri, this shit is "GETTIN UGLY"!
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