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B353, specializes in battle raps, diss tracks, hip hop, and funny tracks for fucking letting loose and ripping on people who have shit comming. The New album is
B353, The Asian the Jew and the German, comming out of Florida bringing pain, pleasure, and destruction, all neatly raped in a fuckin album.
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #5,796
Peak in subgenre #3,081
Author
B353
Uploaded
October 09, 2005
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MP3 2.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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--- Ahh Nawww B353 doin it again (holler) (Bitch) Its a cold day when i come back and then ill smack you/ Imma tear this beat back down rerun and then attack you/ You don't understand my life you could never do this shit/ I don't wanna fight no more im ready, just lemme quit/ You don't know the pain man you couldn't handle the flow/ Im the one whose goin but if im goin im goin low/ You dont wanna fuckin know/ Simplifiy the flow/ I don't think you can stand it/ Battle your eternity and paddle - but your stranded/ Yo my partners the one that sets the fuckin pace/ This aint no stroll or walk this is a fuckin dog race/ I got the rhymes ya i battle til i die with this/ And now ill hand it off battle my stale piss/ Poppin off tops like Smirnoff caps/ Old English tyle usin' chaps across the fuckin maps/ Veteran now, dropped the fuckin rookie, taking turns on my mics like playing ookie cookie with them stacked hookies and them hardcore tracks taking off tops without touchin any backs/ Boy blunder wonder how we did it, B353's to blame, wheres my fuckin ticket/ Saggy as fuck lilke grandma's titty, flows like crap cuz it sounds so shitty/ Put it in the hole hopin for some pussy... Acid burns deep till my brain gets mushy/ Imma beat the raps down and then bounce it on your fuckin "tushee"/ Bring the volume loud and break the forces hitherto/ You dont even know what your goin head long right into/ Taking all the blows yet finding verbs to spit/ But even if i had my hand up your ass i could feel your shit/ This aint a game the game is fuckin over/ Imma start it up once rewing and start it over/ You see simplicity breaks when you've got noun confusion/ I may not beat chlorine but i am "substance abusin"/ All backs turned cuase the new albums droppin/ As we jump that float higher than Marry fuckin Poppins/ There goes the clock and now its time to finish/ What we started here as our cell counts deminish/ It comes to blows and mines almost finished/ You gonna continue to speak? just cause your stubborn/ I'll shove my fist down your throat until your *lungs have got rugburn*/ Intelligence, matches that of an ape/ Only ass im gettin, is through date rape/ No pimpin' for the kid, leave it to the ryhmes/ Pickin up wih quaters and droppin all the dimes/ So spell it out, thats B-3-5-3/ If your legs are the lock then my words are the key/ So spread em' wide as i open ur gates, prepare for pleasure as i snack on ur ******* cakes/ Puttin' players in the dust thats a must/ Retreat the beat, that will fustrate us/ Back of the bus was the previous chapter/ Got lost in laughter after i smaked her/ went to the joint to see whats poppin/ Nothing but wiggers hip-hoppin straigt dress shopin/ Light up the blunt then ash it out/ Hazed, blazed, to fazed to even scream or shout/ Young H to the I V to the Izz A, player hate on me cuz you so Gizzay/ Relivent features only bust so high so i whip out my cock and then i let one fly/ To be or not to be, wether or not you see/ Eyes so slanted your either a Chin or a Lee/ Cuz orally, you cant deepthroat this/ Your in trouble, Barney Rubble, lookin yellow like piss/
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