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Genre
Charts
Peak #13,944
Peak in subgenre #7,777
Author
Asyk Saga
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Uploaded
April 12, 2002
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MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
I’m bout to, rip this kid a new asshole, based on the strength of his past flows,
He ain’t go the heat that a match holds, over beats you’re a tad cold,
Not the best writer, singing along wit Ruff Ryders the only way you X citing
I direct lightning, it comes when It call it, strike you more times than Randy Johnson facing Agbayni
Break ya frame when I’m launching fearsome nouns, stack ya body parts in layers, call it tiers of a clown
And for the kids expecting me to flow next round, you can call the undertaker, I’ll be the last to let ya’ll down
The question is, how long can you keep pace man, you loggin on spitting bullshit, you waste lans
The face of a man is not reflected in ya mirror, cuz the taste of semen on ya glands is too familiar
I could fill van incalculable times, if I got a grain sand every time you spit a wack rhyme
you lack shine, like a non metallic alloys, plus you drawin more blanks than a John Wayne cowboy
You ain’t stopping me now you a toy, this shit is over cuz my fate is in the cards, like Hallmark Stockholders
When the glock is loaded, and the shells is spittin, there’ll be slugs on ya chest than medieval health prescriptions
I’m just itchin to spaz on this cracker back packer, strip his skin there’s no emcee under the rapper,
The loser’s bracket’s the outfield indeed, cuz that’s where we send herbs when at first they don’t succeed
You ain’t getting past D, and I ain’t talking about this battle, I mean ya aptitude scholastically
Seei can go that extra mile in 2 minutes. And Stamina can tell you that’s a track time worthy of guiness
You Stout of heart? Then I’ll be puffy in spirit with an entourage of words that’s giving the ass whooping
Crash hookin ya spine, grind it to fine vapors, compress what’s left to the lining of a shell casing
To sell to Arabian agent raising camels raging in S.E. Asia and call it Tai ammo
Denku very much whoever gave me a chump that jerks a hundred times a months but can’t come thru in a clutch
Yeah he popular as fuck, but the truth about that is, you the kid we all talk about…when we talk about wack kids
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