Throw it back like a Scripted Cypher
Ak ft Big L
Diss to Scripted Cypher
The greatest rap out. How could somebody top this?
Lyrics
My flow is catchy I got the knack, your just a lame-that-lost//
I'll lay a penny on the track to stop your train of thought//
How you gunna threat me and you don’t even know me//
Your not one to Sweat me like 10 below degrees//
You ill? But why ani’t it showing like mono//
You better off blown me like gunning a model//
January 19th 1988, a day were god made a mistake//(his birthday)
Tryna come up with something great flopped into something fake//
And no my shit ani't scripted, I give you something ta cypher//
You ani't no pimp kid, all he did was find a cyber gurl and wifed her//(married online)
Yeah I got gurls, but notice it's plural//
Because when I go internal gurl is dead after external//
You could go to Iraq, and still couldn’t hold Aks//
I'm running the tracks, like the Jessie Owens in his Days//
You could auction off and still not get shit appraised//
I got this locked, like presidential safes//
If he Christian I’m strangeln him with his halo//
If he a Jew he's getting shanked with a draddle//
Then it's off to brain washn his kids threw cable//
Writing on soup cans only way you getting signed to a label//
Yo, if they think your ill, I must be there God//
How you gunna sound like a broke down Cassidy, mixed with Ja//
How you gunna get killed by Street on your own fucking song?//
If you ask me a lot of urban rap cats must be blonde//
Because they like you? No wonder they bumpn Little John//
Trust me scipts your disses aren’t hurting//
Your skills is what really needs to be thrown back “Like a jersey”//
