xorcist vs DZK round 3 Rm.com
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Lyrics
DZK's only dope when he's on speed/
try to stop me, but i got rid of burrymore like tom green/
you wanna test me dude? but-/
"do you think im just rhyming? uh... actually ...yes we do/
and at ya show it was so sad, up on stage/
studderin lyrics and tried openin note pad/
but we know that, ya fat ass is ripped/
so ya better back up Disk and i dont mean reformat/
and all ya fat hides it- ya, im talkin bout ya abdomen/
the one id stab you in but cant find it/
your're in for it now nerd - no dudes'll go -/
to the gooniez show cuz there scared ya gunna crowd surf/
an flatten ya fans - kids are gettin pissed in intermission - /
while he's havin a snack in the back of a van /
an he raps like he's black - this kid thought /
he'd crip walk but ended up gettin caught in an asthma attack /
and to bad he cant move as fast as he raps /
tried to "walk backwards" - fell, and then fractured his back/
so his butt dropped like a pound - and it took/
oddjob AND warbux to lift him up off the ground /
an DZK yer - on the net every week - but at least /
you'll never need - a screen saver/
so log off your pentium 4 - theres more than recording/
and typing -get a life and exit your door /
cuz you aint spickity spittin it sicker /
frickinly fuckin stuffin it with filler mutterin shit quick n its nuthin\
and im laughin so hard it hurts my abdomen/
cuz im battlin a faggot who rhymes abdomen...with ....abdomen /(what the fuck)
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were concerned with dzk whos turnin thirty six /
and is still worse than half the herbs who worship him/
hes never peeped the link to twista yet - cuz he hasnt left the /
christmas thread -since the first verse of the tournament/
you the heaviest fucker - you even got us guessin /
if thats really a ciggarette or the end of a sucker/ (what is it?)
an ya rappin will be endin see- fuck that quick flow/
i'll make dizk(co)go - like dancin in the 70s/
you got the same kinda scheme - on everytrack - its /
like say it really fast so they dont know what ya tryin ta mean /
an i wouldnt cop your cd - cuz that shit'll be one song /
remixed over 25 diff-er-rent kinda beats/
you need to give it a rest dzk - ya whole crew be /
tryin to sound like some kid that spits better than them /
you dudes just spit on the net - why cop the gooniez - /
when i can cop the new eminem,twista and ness-/ (heh, figure it out.)
u got wack music- im endin it quick/
have you runnin draggin half of rapmusic on the end of your dick/
cuz you aint wreckin shit - now dzks jumpin around\
to the beat on stage - and hes makin the record skip
you aint fuckin with mine - yours utterly suckedyou couldnt get the money with bux -n- all your other buddies combinedthey aint quotin any one of ya lines - whatever you wrotewas some xorcist jokes my fans heard one hun-d-red time\
you a slobberin slob - wack rappin for days\
battlin cats half of your age - you should be coppin a job
cuz after this round - he'll log off rapmusic
and finally figure out his mom and dad moved out of the house\
