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Verbal Abuse-
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iLL-Wun
Jeff aka JJ
Phantom
The Truth
Song Info
Genre
Charts
#5,897 in subgenre
Peak #38
Charts
Peak #1,052
Author
Verbal Abuse
Rights
VA
Uploaded
April 07, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
sin is tha son tha fallen angel flowin is live
so how you gonna see tha sun- never goin outside
cire- you a known biter
plus evenone on tha net now know nimrods ya ghostwriter
you been ripped- raped- Im told ya fake
by tha looks of this Id bet you cant hold ya weight
try ta stand up Ill bet ya kneez fold and break
he tha mexican cartman clone
dogg how you gonna keep it live when ya heart is gone
shit- isent it silly
cire talks about shittin on rappers when hes missin a kidney
ironically- its hard fo cire ta get pissed
that aint right- its hard fo cire ta just piss
you a fuckin bitch-
number three on MP like a audio format
not able ta perform live- cire aint a emcee
cires a liar whos needa ta retire
like a car wit a flat and hang up his backpack
plus cire says nigga but this kid aint black
look- if this was ninteen thirty six
you still couldent hang wit tha brothers bein bound and lynched bitch
singin hooks in battles hes dumber then shit
tha only hook ill put ina battle comes wit a fist
jeah you went through hell boy
cause you walk around wit a big head lookin like hell boy
I heard klep one Im better then that shit
so klept gettin deaded till his bed is a casket
and gettin banged on like his head is a basket
it aint a accident- happenin dammit
ill leave ya standin wit half ya chest out like janet
hes wack wit noway ta tell
makin a album when he couldent cell a copy clonin himself
its a givin that I willin ta shoot-
he tryed ta rocka crowd- got kicked off stage- they gave'em tha boot
see- klept a shoe in fo losin
he shoulda realized hes wack when they was booin his music
you tha one comin in last mayne
cause you tha only one wit one as ya last name
cire makin chips wit patatoes like ruffles cuzz
his employer got'em ina field pickin spuds
he tha type when he spits it sounds like his tounges hangin outta his lips
plus hes sick literally- how you gonna battle now
shit Im gettin over this big bitch like shallow hal
stop talkin like you sick G
look Im takin cire out like tha doctor did his kidney
Ima get vouched tha winner
and I dont need ta be a photographer ta take you out tha picture
he reps manhattan project
but hes never been ta manhatten or ever seen a project
cire's a contradiction- bein a mexican native american cancer patient
its a fact that you have ta face it
you wack as fuck plus you gonna die alone in ya basement
i donno what beatin sin'll earn you but
i know you aint tryna show ya face lookin like a ninja turtle
dont you know that this kid'll hurt you
ill leave you dead on tha line like when ya other kidney fails you
cire punches in just ta breath
tha only punchin's from me's when Im beatin emcees- get it
i heard you catch frequent bitch slaps
but mida cire its a hook you aint finna ta hit back
fa reel hows cire poppin pistol lead
when hes makin tracks from hospital bed
cire you better take ya pillz
and mathafucka stop tryna fake ya skillz
tryna recite other peoples rhymes just ta win dude
so its common sense cire I see tha bitch in you
