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I Own ft. Jay Redd
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Peak #4,867
Peak in subgenre #430
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June 26, 2005
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MP3 2.1 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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I'm acurate grab this bitch leaving em as a blasted bitch Emerge stay whooping more ass than satal masacists I'm cancerous enwrap this bitch I fuse em confused So you can't wreck o gneiss bitch use an excuse I'm violent with homos, I shoot em till they stay dead So why the fuck yall motherfuckers think his name is Jay Redd? Gneiss the one to spite ya don't nobody like ya Cuz He can be J.R. but he'll never be a writer D ya shook of me, I know I got the win hoe Cuz it's like I give em shaken baby syndrome And I own you, you wack the type Couldn't get a good clip if he slapped his mic Break records when I'm drunk like im drinkin bad guiness Foo came outta the closet, so I knocked him back in it I'm a muh fuckin beast, I leave threads in dismay I tried to scratch my dick but your heads in the way I'm mad diverse I spit a massacre Get inside ya head and rip you like a catheter Yall muh fuckas know in this battle he my bitch Cuz his limelight stay ruined by the shadow of my dick And this battle is the spicks start chalkin the stank D's life's on the board, like he walkin' a plank You aint no fuckin rapper, you got a swollen anal They only call you hip hop cuz you got a broken ankle My flow is like (damn) 'Merge is hot (damn) Cuz I'm godly on the mic so you must be God (damned) Cats a foul clown with the limpest dick And I'll make him bow down, like a sinkin ship Light travels faster then sound, you know I merked you Cuz you did have some shine .. right before we heard you
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