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Nothin new to hiphop, just new to recording / production. Just fuccen around with some cats online for just fun.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #4,247
Peak in subgenre #2,439
Rights
Concrete Underground
Uploaded
December 31, 2003
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MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
round 2 against another dude who cant flow /
why am i battlin you dawg, didnt i merk u 3 weeks ago? //
im predictin a win, you wont get a vote /
calling u wack would be considered a dope personal //
shitty behind the mic, as a textcee you suck /
i seen better METAL 4's from a bag of golf clubs (metaphors)//
i aint trippin son, but what really boggles me /
rappin twice as long as me and still cant ride a beat//
u owe an apology for teaming with infamous X /
he took a loss to his rec due to your wackness //
and checkit, your elevations like u stepped in quicksand
cuz the only props u ever got was your mic stand //
I spit one line and brains start splatterin//
Got be battlin Abu's elegitmate son from Aladin//
Come on Alan, you tellin cats you gonnah merk a Punjabi//
Fact is, your only here due to a no show from Tong and Mark V//
Mothafucka! I'll break ya skull, I'll break ya limbs, I'll break ya neck//
Fuck it, I won't even break a sweat//
Forget rap, you need a new hobbie partna//
I'll be more entertained reading your lines right to left like a magna// (Japanese comic book that is read from right to left bitches)
I constantly head-hunt and mutilate whack-cunts//
You can find out for yourself, "Chex"(Check's) don't got "Nuts"// (Chex is a cereal)
Go ahead and post, comit suicide//
You couldn't win, even if you had a decepticon on your side// (Galvatron is the leader of the Decepticons...TRANSFORMERS biatch)
checkmate, you aint advancin any farther /
a new MIKE cant help u if it was 'leons partner' //
you punches hittin softer, too weak to hurt me /
fuck a newbie, i slaughter beasts like hercules //
cant fuck with me, you really cant handle me /
why clown ya looks cuz galvatron already called u ugly //
go back to being 'textcee' and everything will be fine /
cause ya only straight lyrics is the "dashes-in-ure-lines" //
fuck this dyke, shits about to get hostile
the only thing big about this faggot is his nostrils //
i'll peep ya mic skills when i need some nap time /
cause ya moves is slower than 'marchin in mark time'(army command for marching in place) //
It's the 20TH hijacker dissing you live and direct//
Seems like Dopey forgot to plug his mic into a stereo outlet//
Desi relic swinging psychedelic//
I’ll have designated voters filling out absentee ballets//
2 herbs getting k-o’d, round 3 fo sho//
Dopey you should’ve spit your verse is mores code//
Shit’s unacceptable ,it belongs in a trash receptacle//
That whack flow will put cats to sleep longer than Rip Van Winkle//
After this battle, don’t even come back to this place//
How the fuck did your pubic hair get into Check’s face?//
So keep your day job, I hope you caught my drift//
Stay in school and FUCK a night shift (knight shift)//
check and dopey, why yall bother steppin? /
battlin me and singh is 'plane suicide' like 9-11 //1
overestimatin yaself kid, you best to stop it /
cause my 'flows surround dope' like hydroponics //2
im smokin chronics, so fuck a dopey /
whoever says ya dope musta had serious damage to the domepiece //3
cuz you phoney, with punches played out /
recordings all mono like a single jack on ya main out //4
just shut ya mouth cuz i cant stand your raps /
they call u dopey cause u rhyme like u OD'ed on crack //5
add delivery to ya christmas wishlist /
cause doc couldnt cure your serious case of wackness /6
and knight shift rappin aint no phatness
he lost 2-chin (xin) like he took the subway challenge //7
and dopeys monotone spits aint savin shit /
blazin so much L's like hes trynna fix a pot addiction //8
fuckin faggot, your sorry ass is never beatin me /
and you'll never get re-SPEC'ed like 'recievin laser surgery' //9
by the way, no sense to fight prediction threads /
actin 'all gassed up' no wonder u why 'sound like shit' //10
its over kid, fuck these san fransisco treats /
eat a fuckin **** so 'fuck what you said' B //11
check and dopey's end it's basically sel
