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Lyrics
[Intro]
Damn. I had to make a rock beat to diss you motherf*** ers. This song goes out to Carrot Fish and Insane Dude. You tryna f*** with us, now we gonna f*** with you. And we're gonna f*** you up. An-D, Rv. STREETrUNNER, Docta Streetz... let's go.
[Verse 1]
Just when you think you're out, you're right back in
Gotta give props to De Innovatives coz they can fight back when
Anybody disses them unlike you fishy motherf*** ers
You don't face any +evolution+; no Mitsubishi motherf*** ers
As far as Insane Dude goes, I don't give a f***
I gave you a shoutout on 'Broken Silence', your good luck
Calling me emo? Back the f*** up, b***
'for I knock your teeth out, call me a bad dentist
Your mixtape sucked dick. You heard your beats?
I can make better beats than you even while I'm asleep
Can't rap for sh** , so you're picking up your guitar
Looks like you're a saint coz you don't know what's a +bar+
One bar is one line, 16 bars is 16
Stop that. Long time since all you dicks been
Playing. Quit that. You ain't cool, Sam.
Slantize can't make you an overnight gangsta. You a fool, man!
[Verse 2]
I should have known better than to sign you chumps
Just keep hiding until me and RV find you punks
And drag you outta your sh** hole jam place
Strip you naked and beat you senseless. Man, face
It, you ain't a rock band. You a pussy group
C'mon, I'm waiting for you. Try to push me, dude
You can't pluck my hair, let alone beat me
RV's gonna spit at your mothers' faces and pussies
The beef is on. I'm gonna kill you people
Tryna f*** with me with disses all feeble
Better go and re-write your songs 'for you say they're good
Living in your house and you say you live in the hood?
I dissed you now! It's only because of Docta Streetz
He stopped me from going at you before. What a beat
I made! Your style and I'm dissing you, b***
And your mom's the only gal who's kissing you, b*** ! F*** Carrot Fish!
[Verse 3]
Let's face off. I'll let you decide the place and date
I'll decide the time coz +this time's mine+. Embracing hate
is what I do. It's my new job
Unlike you, f*** er. Always hating, sucker.
Take a look at all your songs and how gay they are!
'Pretty Scooty'! Bubblegum sh** ! Sing some sh** !
'Twisted Lollipops' was good only coz I performed it with you
My 16 lines were better than your entire discography, dude!
Bad Ronnie sounds like he bangs on some trash cans
And he +blows himself+ like he was a f*** ing +afghan+
You can just call in at HHR. Can't show your face.
Nikki did right by dropping your call to show you your place
Don't you know how to perform? You suck balls live
And if I don't stop you, you'll suck a lot more
Sam, stop acting. The camera's gone
F*** you Carrot Fish! Suck my balls! Go to hell, b*** !!!!!!!
[Outro]
