HHO Audio Battle 2007 - Round 2
Lyrics
i'll hit you with food stamps so you can get some beef
cuz i can tell by your voice you like suckin on meat
i'm still waitin for a challange and i'm fallin asleep
movin swiftly to the beat i just swept you off your feet
but i'm not carryin your weight, NO, i'm heavier than that
stick your neck into the battle - get it snapped - (it's a trap)
temptin you with cheese to go along with your whine
i'll liquidate your essence and i'm not even trying!
but you keep on buyin all the lies that DR tells
"M-Lotto is the best around - his doodoo don't smell"
you're biggest dope around but you claim to have some hope left
good for you, retard, i'll show you what's a dope set
BillyBo, lights, and a couple thousand fans
yo - M-Lotto thinks he's (a) hype man cuz he drives (bobby) Bishop's van!
it's weird how my words could be so destructive
i'm a morter on the scene, you're just swingin a musket
