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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #5,484
Peak in subgenre #755
Author
Bio Knixx
Rights
Bio Knixx
Uploaded
January 30, 2002
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Battle Verse @ http://www.rapaddicts.com
Lyrics
Round One Mic handlers Anyomous/
Now mind-fuck wants to step-up and try to start-wit-this/
Kid Im breakin both ya legs and laughing while you try to step to me/
Now you see hyperact was born to be only a text-cee/
Kid Im stabbing you in ya abdomen till blood flows from ya nose/
Makin ya spit blood in the river just so u could say u spit bloody flows/
Eminent How do you eat your reces pieces
I eat my recees pieces like the way I devour these two pussy emcees/
Then shit them out through 5 different feces like I was another species/
Rippin out mind-fucks heart just to make peeps say he’s heartless/
Im the most ruthless rap artist now your 2 faggots had to start-this/
As im spitting this battle-rap Im taking swings wit this cracked-battle-ax/
White-T weren’t you the bitch that said he’s gonna be rich pushing a caddilac/
While you rapping? Kid you might wanna look into another occupation/
Cause wit your skills emceeing obviously aint gonna be this kids destination/
And my brain perception is a dangerous weapon the way I can shift-bricks/
Wit flows for these 2 dipshitz as I flip-scripts wit sick-shit to slit-wristz/
Making mind-fucks cranium get-split quick like his bitches clit-lips/
Mind-Fuck could hold down shift and still couldn’t release caps/
Breaking White-T’s rib cage in 2 snaps strapped in toilet paper now that’s a rap/
Attaching my gun to Endust just to spary-clips and make White-T bite the dust/
Quit Rapping White T it’s a certain must cause aint got no ill lyrics to bust/
Stickin my dick in hyperacts ear just so he could live up to the name Mind-Fuck/
And ya audios suck beating me the first time yeah you had your luck/
Now Im ripping ya limbs apart digesting ya heart in some kind of form of art/
I must be moses the way I separate these two wack emcees apart/
Im Throwin pads and keys at these emcees to give em tha excuse of lock-jaw/
And peeps know my shits raw when I break jaws suck brains in throught straws/
Makin these 2 flamers withdraw from my battle tactics spraying automatics/
While White T be flippen his style more than flying acrobatics/
And hyperact acts wack, that’s the reason why he only gets 2 replies in the audio patio/
And I aint madd-at-you I just think its fucked up that 35 replies are u just uppin-it/
You want illness White T, im spitting it, this tournament im rippin it/
And you aint having none of it like Americans pleading wit the taliban/
White T should change he name to 14 days the way his bars always remain too-week/
Watchin my technique the way I slice open ya chest and let ya blood drain and leak/
Can you predict defeat when 2 pussy emcees retreat as Im riding this beat/
Inside Hyperact’s head must be a pussy the way Im always leavin him mind-fucked/
And White-T and Hyperact, both these bitches just been mind fucked/
