Original Hip Hop Music. Sex, Money Drugs, Violence, Beef... The usual.
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now that i made it to the top i only wanna battle rappers,
cuz most of yall fake nuthin but commercial actors,//
where the action i imagined nemesis aint nuthin different,
bitch better play magician disappear and take a listen,//
to a real battle rapper spittin better get yo mathemitician,
cuz i'm bout to subtract you then add u to my win list,//
better ask for that forgiveness thinkin you would land a victory,
i don't show love boy you better learn my history,//
i could hurt you physically and murder you mentally,
a minute on a battle buddy you aint sayin shit to me,//
it wouldnt take long for me to send you to yo daddy,
even shorter just to get yo mama down to remarry,//
you a light weight i carry you murder you burry you,
have you bloody till you bleedin gettin redder than a cherry do,//
trust me on wax i'm fire you a candle,
if you get a foot closer imma do you like a sandle.//
listen man this the type of shit i train to handle,
when niggas come around try me like a free sample,//
you could throw ya hardest punches but you'll never land a swing,
i'm destin to be king so i'll beat any rap you bring,//
i wont hesitate o toss you str8 up out the ring,
wut the fuck you think? i'm hard body like the thing?,//
i'll you fuck around and stretch you out like mr. fantastic,
all ya fake rappin proves you nothing but an actress,//
dont fuck with a savage i'm sharper than a cactus,
sleep on this and find ya body bloody on the matress,//
i murder all my victims you could check the testament,
you call yaself nemesis on track i'm a excorcist,//
to hell with him and anybody else that rebels wit him,
don't forget to say ya prayers and ya farewells to him,//
