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DZK vs Duane 'The Vein' Jackson
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Peak #62
Peak in subgenre #31
Author
DZK/Hopsin
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DZK
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August 19, 2013
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MP3 6.3 MB 320 kbps 2:45
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I'm no Big Meech, I'm no Larry Hoover I think I'm Paula Deen, I think I'm Riley Cooper I think you're Oprah, and I'm the store clerk this tournament prize will never be your 'purse' you want money? get a f*** ing job... [run!] I'm coming after Duane like 'The Rock Johnson' I'm f*** ing on one, a motherf*** ing problem and honest to god you're not in a position to solve one I'm just appalled, I don't care what your fan says you out your league.. Name: Duane, Aaron Hernandez Jack, you couldn't eat off rap if you were hand fed by Eminem, and nine Wu-Tang Clansmen f** ... this wack b*** , need practice you barking up the wrong tree, dog, meet the cactus ...no spines to climb -- it's just hatchets and you ain't touching this kid, like backwards catholics what up? -- ashes to ashes dust to dust, who the f*** you think you matched with? b*** , you just fanning the flame catching an "L" Jackson, like the back half of Samuels name I don't wanna live in this world if Duane is considered dope, you can sit and just twirl on my dick, while I spit and I hurl I'll punch Jook in his face -- this motherf*** er keep giving me girls yo, where the f*** you get five-pound eye-brows? how the f*** you lift em up when you're surprised, pal? looking Drake-ish, you wanna get a face-lift? you gon' hafta to rent a f*** ing crane with a crank winch yo, nice jugular vein... geez how you rap, when you struggle to breathe? if that thing was attached to me, and that massive I'd make it get a part-time job and pay taxes if that large of an artery was a part of me I'd ride a f*** ing Harley with side-car "PARDON ME" is what I'd yell as I weave through traffic with that giant skin flap in the basket -- what the f*** , man? I write lines that'll make you think you write lines like a tramp stamp: waist of ink muttering things, mumbling something it's nuttin distinct ya chicken with no back bone like some buffalo wings rap like you got a pair... you're not Tone Chop your producer who couldn't produce his own cock if his f*** ing robe dropped, cuz he just a post op tranny with a botched nose job, who got thrown off his own block
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B-MIZE
Sep 16, 2013
FINALLY - DZK BACK IN THE GRB!!!!