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Song Info
Genre
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Peak #604
Peak in subgenre #63
Author
Cyphaflip
Uploaded
December 12, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 1.8 MB • 128 kbps • 1:59
Lyrics
This bitch finna overdose get hooked on my phonics
"Prospah" gonna die his name oxymoronic//
Like you spittin ill cause ya gonna get killed
Imma split him like bananas and his wig get peeled//
From the bay to l.a. your tracks never get played
You been outta style like enyce//
Tracks only get play when you burn to cd
Catchin air time when I use it as a Frisbee//
You ain’t seein me like dude Bigsby
Spittin heat I’m rippin beats and killin P so easily//
"Fuck what you think", rape your skull till you die
You a confident pussy, better "swallow your pride"//
I could tell that you puss, coming moist and soft
Tried trimming his pubes and cut his penis off//
I’m a cannibal, I’ll eat Prospah with rice
Split this bitch with my dick cuz now he thinking twice//
Your ghost writer’s whack, you should send your tracks
To the retard in your crew who wrote for you and get your money back//
Your parents wish they had cash for some Trojans
But they so broke they hoped Saran wrap would hold him//
Your papa’s controlling of his dick is like you
Come hot for 5 seconds, knock out and you through//
Father shoulda kept his balls blue instead of having you
Or put you in your mama’s mouth, hoping she would chew//
I feel sorry for your mother - the way you make her cry
She rather wish your father had shot you on her eye//
Cambodians wanna die the way you make ‘em look weak
Prospah can only spit on dick to come hot when he speak//
You get fucked between the cheeks, the bay’s ashamed of you
Prospah so weak D. Lee could’ve taken you//
T.k.o’in this dude like Pacman in the 8th
Said I’m T.K.O.’in this fool like M.T.A. in L.A.//
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