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Ovahdoze is goin' solo now with more aggressive content in lyrics and with an incredible swag!!!
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#92,947 today
Peak #889
#12,760 in subgenre
Peak #133
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November 27, 2007
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MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 2:38
Lyrics
I'm raw like beef, and believe you don't wanna eat
Cause I'm the cleaver, and you are the fucking meat
My heart is in the streets, this is my concrete
It recognize my feet, and my enemies teeth
I be rapping to a beat, cause I'm a rhyme addict
I ain't rhyming like a semi, I spit like an automatic
And your whole fucking crew, will sink like Titanic
And you are looking at me, like that's a bad habit
I'm so dope at it, while you are below the average
You are so bond to snitching faggot, like a marriage
While I kill with killas, bang with bangas
I deal with dealers, I slang with slangers
Choke you with a coat hanger, like you a parka
And when my guns spark at ya, I had marked ya
My dogs bark at ya, like it's a burgla
I toe tag and body bag ya, this is a murda
I put the knife in ya gut, like a key in the hole
To make it more painful, I turn the blade very slow
I will leave a scar on your face, like you Al Capone
I put the fo-fo to the side of your dome, like a cell phone
I call hell home, I have been raised by Lucifer
Always doing wrong, I blaze at officers
You already know, that I'm a bad boy like P. Diddy
And you know my gat is big as Pamela Lee titty
I got bitches hanging around my neck like a chain
While you gay rappers kissing each other on the lips like Lil Wayne
I ain't homophobic, I ain't scared of faggots I hate them
Lay 'em down in graves, I take orders from Satan
I can use a knife properly, and aim and shoot straight
So I could probably squeeze the life out of you, like toothpaste
If you got millions of bills, you is a billionaire
If you got millions different ways to murder, you is a killionare
I got so many bars and thugs, that I could build a prison
My lips movin so nice, that a bitch want to kiss 'em
My bullet fly like a butterfly, and it sting like a bee
If rap would be boxing, I'm Muhammad Ali
My soul is gone with the coke, I be sniffin up with my nose
Mix it with heroin, that's why they call me fucking OvahDoze
The caliber is 40, millimeter 9, and the gauge 12
Yo Saddam Hussein, I guess we see each other in hell
All these motherfucking rappers gotta be high on that cocaine
When you rap I want to blow my brains out, like Cobain
If you claim to be the best, I leave a slug in ya chest
Only positive thing in your life is your fucking AIDS test
We comin sprayin at ya, like it's graffiti time
Instead of spraying cans we got AKs and nines
I'm like the ice man, you know Richard Kuklinski
And I hit at nights, when you sleep with Monica Lewinsky
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