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Peak #4,957
Peak in subgenre #2,592
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September 06, 2002
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
[acapella]
uh-yo as i step through-i spew flu's cuz im sick enuff to wreck crews/
i'll bless you while i grace the mic-replace the light-so that the day will have to face the night/
to late to fight-cuz mah rhymes already flew before you came to write/
im just stayin tite-theres no way of holdin me down-cuz i just put y'all six feet under the ground/
im murdering sound-im hurtin ya now-so watch out while i grasp your backs/
trash your tracks-then slash the facts-so you can feel the wrath of raps/
i'll blast ya fast-so watch out when mah raps meet the track-
why's everyin hatin me-is it cuz i can rhyme and they cant relate to me??/
imma blaze till i freeze so y'all can get hit by the shiet i release/
im just waiting to give mah triggah a squeeze-so if ya got beef with me then back up/
cuz i'll have all ya rhymes fractured ya bastards-so think twice if ya got a problem/
cuz the last bitch that started shiet i took off mah shoe and socked him/
fuck the rest im just on top of em-i'll grip the mic and have the whole house rockin and shiet/
and ya couldnt hold me down if ya tried boxin me in-so try stoppin me again/
but theres no way of success-cuz neone that comes to test i'll drop kick him right in the chest/
not even cops could have me to arrest-cuz they so impressed on how i left the mic so blessed/
so try keepin me back cuz this track'll blast fast so your raps wont last/
so now you'll feel mah wrath-so just check the past-me plus skills?? kid just do the math/
improve ya crap-cuz y'all hatin is just makin me laugh-makin me rap cuz y'all a disgrace to all who handles a mic/
i'll dismantle all that ya write-cuz mah hand'll slice with a knife-then be precise with ya life/
so if ya got something to say then speak up-but remember...i'll have all of y'all peaced up/
set aflame on this track and there aint even no features/
so try holding me down-and i'll knock you lightweights out for tryna go pound for pound/
set mah feet on the ground-then smack you with some bread for beefin around/
to all the haters...heres ya answer...
[hook]
fuck all of y'all thats beefin/
have ya faggot asses eatin then lets see who's meatin/
im the reason for prisons cuz i started releasin mah writtens
have y'all beatin to listen to quit beefin ya chickens/
yo...get ya hand off mah dick kid-or i'll be forced to smack you with it/
blast you with it-so forget rappin...i'll bust a load in ya face and show ya the real wrath of spittin/
man...ya fuckin faggot ass haters got ya hands on too many dicks-mine as well call you beef jerky/
or have y'all had too many licks??-y'all couldnt even write half of this shiet-just angry cuz ya check the color of ya skin and notice im always leavin ya lit/
so quit being a bitch-i'll snap ya wrist for attempting to grab the mic-i'll stab ya right/
so watch who you fuck with-cuz i'll drop a duece on your face cuz i heard ya liked that ruff shit/
i'll bust quick so dont ever mention mah name-punch ya so hard that mah fist'll be left in ya frame/
this aint basketball kids so stop talkin bout game-ya fuckin haters dont know shiet...still stuck on puff daddy in the mainstream/
mah flows killer kids so just call me the main stream-dont worry...i'll have ya pain released when i leave your whole body deceased/
so watch out when i hold it down with the M.I.C.-and lyke std's i'll fuck ya'll up and leave ya with a sick disease/
so forget punchin keys-i'll punch ya teeth cuz i've had enuff beef to eat/
lets see you name mah title again-and if you do i wont pull the nine but smack you with a ten/
i'll leave imprints of mah pad on your head then whack you with mah pen/
fuck free styles i start a new trend/
so to all the haters...watch out for me pussies so once again...
[repeating hook]
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