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Lyrics
Got the strength to cut dude, n' not around edges
While Mr.E is Feeble, n' not talkin bout the RB Legend
Put him in check, this nigga's bout to get wrecked
Only time he at the top, is when I get my eyes checked
Nigga talk about "Fuck Love", nigga get over it
You just mad cuz ya bitch left, n' hopped on my shit
Yea I seen her, you went n' posted her pic
She got them DSL's, and their right on my dick
Ha... I don't need to think
Cuz if you think your gonna win, I'd prolly LOL my way to the bank
Wells folks, I mean mayne, what the hell can I say?
We aint blind, we can all see the E coming played
From a mile away, and we all wonder why
This nigga 2-Faced, and bout to get 4 black eyes
I'm the dealer in this shit nigga, your the crack addict
I'ma grab E, take his head, and have a crack at it
I plan to smash dude, and get rid of his shit
Named himself Mr., but we all known him as a bitch
Nigga already bitchin, sayin this battles unfair
I'll put the 9 to his chest, like I was Steve McNair
This aint football, your times not gonna last
Cuz I'll have him runningback to the endzone, when my lines blitz for his ass
Close the book on Mr.E, this nigga is finished
Last time he got the W, was at the fucking eye clinic
