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Peak #9,929
Peak in subgenre #5,540
Author
Sean Johnson
Uploaded
November 13, 2003
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MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
You entered this battle thinkin that you was fine
But you a baby with rattle and I'll leave you cryin
Go tell you momma tattle on me if you must
But you just a nut and you're about to get crushed
Listen when you spitting you missing the beat running
Your fishing to catching a dissing cuz your shit is just dumb and
You ain't no competition ya bitching ain't hitting
It's like you forgetting ya mission is spittin punchlines of venom
a runner without shoes, ya lose when ya race
If the beat was a board you'd plant flat on your face
You a disgrace thinking you could ever come close
The day you catch the beat dude I throw you a toast
Everybody tip ya glasses I got something to say
He finally caught the beat after 8 million days
Hoooray hoorah but that's as much as you get
Because even after that dude you still ain't shit
I'm a guillitine dropping when I flip these rhymes
But you a limp dick catching dudes from behind
I'll slice you and dice and cut you like chicken
While you wishing for a dicking from me that you ain't gettin
Faggot, quit starring, I know that you jealous
My skills are ridiculous and yours are undeveloped
At the end of the rainbow I'm the pot of gold
You're boring like history and your shit is just old
When I hear you I don't fear you, I laugh because it's humor
I'm a surgeon and you a damn tumor
Whatever ever you was thinking you should stop right now
You'd better spend your time buying rhymes with paypal
Then at least you'd have a chance to shift the blame
When you lose you could claim it wasn't you that was lame
But now you gotta own up to sucking like a bitch
Catching nut in your eye as I slap you with my dick
kaleal can't you tell you shoulda never tried?
Whose the crook now? I stole the win and your pride...
You stepping up was just another form of suicide
Don't attack the bull if you can't handle the ride
I'm like babe the blue ox, You cannot stop
I'm running over you just to make you feel my hooves stomp
And I'm never gone cease, cuz the game ain't over
You might wanna drink cuz you ain't good sober
No one wants to hear you when you spit it's boring
People listen and they get annoyed or start snoring
Either way it happens this rapping it ain't for you
You got a better chance at turning green to blue
Someone stick a needle in this dumb shit heads
So he comes down from the clouds and hears what I said
Because Crooks you need to listen when I tell you my opinion
I really ain't feeling you and look what you're defending
You're skills could be ill but right now they weak
I think I'll listen to your verse to help me go to sleep
It beats counting sheep, but I gotta admit
Your jibber jabber reminds me of a bitching trick
I can't have that, no ruins my day
I know you got dickriders but get your boyfriend away
Or whateverthefuck you call him, is it your significant other
I bet his nuts melt in your mouth an he calls you his lover
And even if you gay you ashamed of your shit
You just like reebok, cept your pump's for your dick
You prolly sit at home, alone, with a jean jacket
Beating off to sesame street, your tickle me elmo's prolly had it
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