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Wat's crackin, i am an 18 year old emcee runnin up in the Midwest...Milwaukee, Wisconsin. I've been rhymin for like 4 years or so now.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #22,610
Peak in subgenre #13,922
Author
Twak
Rights
Invasion Records/TwakMastered Productions
Uploaded
May 09, 2002
Track Files
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MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
People piss me off, and this is what happens...i blow up and i cant help it....so stay the fuck back.
Lyrics
I aint one to be laughed at, when I look at a mic and grab that, got most gaspin back for breath, with ya last chance//
oh yea, and madd capp, you need to stand back, TP and self already went through to blast that, and dont forget about kayin-omega, storm faces, where your rhythm at man you musta misplaced it//
just face it, you aint ill, you a medical disgrace kid, used up an entire BIC and only used ink to waste-it//
where the F-S-A be at, and don’t say he wack, cuz slice would destroy BSP with 3 weak ass tracks//
and MC serapis, sayin shit like you don’t need me in ya collabo?//
didn’t know I get ruffer then porno assholes
or the small fact, that my balls blast like castro back in the days when cuba couldn’t even ask for, any assistance, and if you just fuckin missed it, the point was Ima fuck you up worse then fifty missiles//
and spittin pistols with hollow tips connected, wheres SERIOUZ?, oh now you feelin disrespected?//
pretendin to be RKL on an instant message, up to the minute, I aint even ask dawg you said it//
actin like I couldn’t figure it out while you were typin, all the while im sittin here just laughin and smiling//
writin this diss, while you don’t even have a fuckin clue…PULL YOU OUT THE WATER, now tell twak who’s missin you??//
AA tributes comin out soon, ridiculing you, but its all good to discuss the dead, when they alive and riding you//
I did like you dawg, you just fucked it up, friendships a gamble G, and your fuckin luck is up//
Ill bust ya tongue and break every one of your fuckin teeth, now no lies to me nor 1900 studily//
Wut u thinking? Even FD says you the FAT AND THE FURIOUS, your mic skills lack, every word sounds like you hurry-it//
Take this as discouragement, you got 30 bars of this verse you bitch, THE BRONX new york, you barely ever even heard of it//
So quit rappin, take up actin down on broadway, stop riding my fuckin dick…give your own balls some play//
Your just an awful fag, sittin on ya fagget uncles lap laffin at reunions and use it to do shit for crude scripts posted online at sites on the slow ass connected 56k internet/
So cry cuz your food gets ripped off the table and thrown into the mud and onto the ground when you took a sec to look around at the clown in the background that you figured u get ass from in the shack back behind the saws//
but we all know u gone pick it up you fat fuck…..clean it off and gnaw down to the bone and throw it back down erect onto the stove after you chose to pick it up and give it another motherfuckin go(go go go)//
and any other fuckers that got beef with the Twakster can get stabbed in the back faster then I can lift a gauge and blast a fag just for looking wrong when laffin after getting smacked in the ass with a dick//
so suck my fuckin prick either way sideways or vertical im jumpin all the fuckin hurdles built, now you fuckin heard me rip another verse that slipped into your hands after I wrote down and concocted it//
so come back with ya dull raps pleeeease try and stop this kid, but if the police and FBI didn’t plus an octagon what makes you think you gonna come in with a stunned rip and easily go and block these skids?//
a bunch of bitches, these kids notice TP did the intro, feed me with a pitchfork, see a cage undone with broken screws and a bunch of motherfuckin ripped bolts, Tony got mad, and thats when Twak can get out//
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