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Cydafex diss
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Battles/Disses
Charts
Peak #898
Peak in subgenre #15
Author
JOKERJOE2
Rights
YEAH, DONT TOUCH IT!
Uploaded
March 13, 2009
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MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 2:28
Lyrics
Cyda the kinda guy who would die to ride wit guys like me// N guys like Priest, but guys like we decide that he’s not as nice ya see// So we believe that guys like he should die, like twice a week// So we decided to write a couple lines until this guys deceased// N you can see we wont retreat, till cyda decides to cease to breath// & speak, he stinks, like shyt he seems to be beneath my feet// Im sayin, The fuck is wrong witchu, who the fuck is you talkin to// Im the wrong one duke, ill Off you like I often do// Pipe down whatchu oughta do, cyda, rudy n all of you// Come back round, Ill break this cat down to a molecule// Ill step up in ya booth n Shut it down like coffins do// Wont quit till he don’t exist, like ya walkman do// Get off slims dick, your just another pissed white kid// Another dumb bitch, ide like to beat wit my night stick// Im nice kid, cryin you like, “how could you write this”?// Im like “shyt, simple, bitch im sick cuz I write quick// N any bitch that I fight wit, gnight, fuck a gnight kiss// Cuz its light outs once I write about em, they lifeless// Surrounded by cut throats, im bombin on dumb hoes// Come online at night, big pussies, I fuck those// You suck bro, you spit a lot, too bad you suck tho// Catchin ass woopins fast pussy, yeah you fucked bro// Dude is a dumb fuck, n Ill fuck a knuck up// Whats up? St patties comin up, too bad you got dumb luck// Its guns up, we just sayin, enough wit the tongue punk// Its too late tho, cuz you cant take back what you done chump// I usta like you cyda, but that was when ya usta rhyme// Now ya turnin ya word on me, now its choosin time// Priest Gone kid, This is you n I// Tryna clown the clown, bitch, listen, this is suicide// You can die tonight, why? Cuz you don’t know who you beef wit// Ill kick ya ass, n put foot in ya mouth, kid, eat shyt// Im cold wit tha Choke hole, to hoes that speak quick// You in a coma now, like broke combs, yo, you teethless// When people see this, they gon speak, like “he sick”// N I aint even need to speak of heat squeezin n street shyt// Rudy cyder, n all them other guys insida ya mind// You nice? How come none of them dumb mufuckas is signed?why?// Im twice as nice, n you write in twice the time// I could beat you wit half a bar, you could lose wit twice the rhymes// Im the mucas you can spew, gooie lugie hurtin ya neck// You the wack version of me, im the crews version of death// On a mission, to kill quick, move steady wit dedication// Forsaken sent, to make you regret ya registration//
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