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Rappone. One Word. One Future. One Leader.
... Workin on an Album, Whereas unreleased music may be thrown here along with remixes
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #6,104
Peak in subgenre #3,143
Author
Rappone/Shadowville
Rights
EXORT/Nemonik/Rappone
Uploaded
November 10, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Man I been patiently waitin to do this,
Nigga u clueless,
U unable to rap so ya verbal talents are useless,
Yo Look, Ima break it down fo this hoe,
Cmon,
Rappone’ll beat you, Rappone’ll murk you,
Sticks n stones wont reach u but the wordsll hurt you,
U look up to Mike, like it aint about that,
Cz you aint L.P, u more like OUTKAST,
N I don’t mean Big Boi, more like gilbert grape,
N he ends up dead so u got similar fates,
Man u a schizo, n ma firs impression,
Was u a fuckin fagget, I was only guessin,
Turns out u really are, n u also a snitch,
U was never a friend, a bitch is a bitch,
CT had yo back, N I had yo back,
Who woulda eva known, that you planned an act,
This is all fact that’s the reason Im sayin it,
Cz your fuckin whack n you more fake than an Aliaz (alias),
This a one-sided war, you could see me grinnin’,
Wit’ CT n Adz, man its clear we winnin,
Jon, Nobody that raps could ever do worse,
U should be screamin in pain cz they say the truth HURTS,
You won me before, it was fuckin temperament,
You had quality, more bars, n u bitched about a verse that was just an experiment,
Cz you got nuthin else against me bitch,
You say High pitched, on every diss,
Man I hate this bitch, fuck it lets move on to a point strategy man, wit punches,
Yo, yo,
Yo trippin’, don’t let threads git in yo path,
Cz if my foot don’t get stuck Id be kickin yo ass,
This is the end, yo blonde ass is finished,
Shit I’da told you elevate, but you have yo limit,
And that limit is even under where CT started,
You think you better then him? Dawg you must be retarded,
Smell the air of life, the sensation is fleeting,
Cz you gon be ashes like crosses in KKK meetings,
U aint got skillz, u never will have ‘em,
How u considered holdin a mic, I never will fathom,
How many dickriders you had? No lesser,
Than fifty, but I guess its nifty to be havin more ass than Playboy’s Hugh Hefner,
I think the matter is shifty, n its driftin away,
Cz now u getting more hate, then Saddam Hussein,
Lookin back at the days, reminisce and remember,
Cz you enterin the age, of sweet sweeet November,
Ayo feel the rage, nigga am cold n ferocious,
I Got the heart of a wolf plunged in the arctic oceans,
While your so weak, so bitch, so frail,
even if you cheat in this game ud still fail,
I suggest you surrender cz I know you cant cope wit,
The kings of this ring LIL BLONDIE U HOPELESS!
WOAH!
ADZ! CUTTHROAT! RAPPONE!
LEMME PUT THIS WHOLE SHIT IN 2 WORDS!
Game Over!
