Song picture
round one up...
Comment Share
Free download
verse one... round 1 AA6 produced by...EZY
Artist picture
Song Info
Charts
Peak #25,382
Peak in subgenre #1,225
Uploaded
January 22, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.7 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Lyrics
verse1 u only win in ya imagination and predictions i seen that shit.. that wont be the final decision listen... u bein dead is in all visions so put ya shots in the ground you couldnt be the hottest around if u lived ina igloo, ima beat you one is what my lyrixs eat thru why come to RF u inactive anyway away from here u shoulda stayed shoulda saved yourself from abbarresment not signing up woulda took care of it but i'll fuck u up with mic expariments slaughter cows is your bodys leftover comparison i'll cut u up and only leave ya mid section now is the only time your center of attention my lava fists leave u with glowing marks this tournament reminds me of noahs ark cuz i cant see one going no where ima dump this hoe i aint showing no care one's just the top of the tournament tree and ima snap this brench with ease 2nd verse powers catchin this win.. one aint he's gettin robbed like a glove save place punches to ya face till ya mind works with delays close to death ya eyes get lazy blast clips thru ya mask crazy you aint ill, your fuckin fibbin who the fuck u think your kidding... i know your wack and a herb ass cat cuz in the real you chill with spyders wack ass and we know how spyder gets down on the mic u cant cum hard like fuckin 500 pounds of fat dyke dummy this ass hero, like zeros my nuckles blend great with one ima slay you son, aim at ya neck and swing the axe like missing a hood rat from the past your gonna want ya head back 3rd verse ima fist you with ice on my rist your left with ice headaches and numb thoughtz kid cuz my punches literally get stuck in ya head like pirants i'll tuck in ya chest your clique doesnt pull triggas they pull fingas... clownin ass cats frown cuz ya wack, i say fuck ya crew and spyders busted ass too police made a chalk stencil just for you you collide with death way to often i'll punch thru you, you soft kid on the street with spyder isnt rapping with thugs make like spyder and quick rap with a snap of a tung give daps to ya lungs so i take ya breath with respect i'll rip u a new asshole..fuck one so u can ryde two dicks at once i got verses you cant top son i'll prove it get on the mic on drop one..
Comments
The artist currently doesn't allow comments.