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Genre
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Peak #1,333
Peak in subgenre #228
Author
X·Machina
Rights
AhPawKahLypse Entertainment
Uploaded
January 06, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Verse 1
Ahpawkahlypse has fake emcees locked in a fridge
Whipped up and thawed out and then dropped in the sink
I heard JaRule and said, "yo i'm hotter than this"
I'm like a 2 year old juggernaut there ain't no stopping this kid
I'm so complexed i got you lost in my shit
You so simple when you grab the mic i forgot that you spit
I may not be MTV but i'm storming ya cribs
When i go against emcees i have them talking with lisps
Slash the abdominal and smash up all of their ribs
I break fags who cock screw and i'm aint talking about popping the cris
I'm locking the shit down like cops on a snitch
And stop anyone's flow like a rock blocking up yatchs and some ships
Call me a nanny... i'm tired of all of these kids
Runinng around asking me for chocolate chips
I'm horribly sick, i flow ill like watery shit
Faggots like you better start calling it quits
Chorus x2
Boy never mess around with me
Boy never mess around with me
Niggaz like you should mess around with me
Niggaz like you should mess around
Verse 2
A monster sits in my head... raping the beat
I got my name all up inside of ya mouth like the stain in ya teeth
Don't hate cause it's me cause i'm taking the streets
Of Grenada to another phase by getting hiphop played in ya jeeps
I'll demolish fake rappers plus all 8 of ya peeps
I'll hold fire in my hand just to be raising the heat
And to be popular i don't gotta make up a speech
"Word" yo that's white... did you bathe that saying in bleech
I ain't afraid of ya team even if you had the biggest platoon
You're just a bunch of bickering fools
Singing some tunes trying get attention with ya rap
Your wack go get a better sentence
Cause my lyrics are new
You gimicks are through, I'm fly like a pigeon
Ya lucky cause i was aiming for ya head but shit on ya shoes
Now as drunken drifter stiff from the booze
I'm so high, i step to skyscrapers and say i'm bigger than you
Chorus x2
Verse 3
I got a music shop here open for the curious men
Stick ya face in... so i shoot you in ya ears
I'm makin food with ya fears
I have you shook to the point where you can't do shit except in poopin ya pants
I start to sing reggae so i could steal the super in cat
I could change... but reggae cannot move into rap
At least i thought so until they started producing some tracks in a studio
Nigga who could imagine
I start to see rappers that's older than roads and
Grey hair growing every where from the hole in their nose and...
Hold up that's gross
I know, i forgot bout the topic i'd rather drop as a prophet in the tropics
Walking over the ocean
Everytime i'm spittin something
I feel like incredible hulk, green with anger and start ripping the buttons
Rapping is more risky then you hitting on cousins
Like walking 12 dogs, yo, i'm baggin shit by the dozens
Chorus x2
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