RapsElite 1 Min Audio League, Week 3
Lyrics
stop the confusion, usion isn't ill he's simply stupid
he spaces out more then his takes, what are you doin
like? one time for the right ear, one time for the left
two times for the middle, then the adlibs next
sh** , what you tryna hide? or is that the illusion?
just cuz you got a mic don't mean you know how to use it
no, you couldn't hang wit me in a room fulla nooses
look at this doofus, you square as a rubix cube is
your rhymes are more simple then graphics on an atari
you don't gotta say apologeez to tell me your sorry
& i dont gotta find personals to beat you in battle
i quick to dismantle your spits with the sickest lyrical ammo
thats a filler line, & its all that i need,
you can rap about guns but you just shooting the breeze
thug life is somethin he learned watchin tv
his favorite channel is BET, b*** please
you the type that prolly rolls up ya right pant leg
& claims crip, with a baby blue rag around ya neck
wita visor flipped upside down and to the back
& when the real thugs punk you, you like "Dawg Wassup Wit Dat?"
imagine a real battle when a minute left you killed
f*** a mirage, just like your name, your not real
