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Lyrics
Causing Rukus
Verse 1:
First you lost your mind and now you’ve lost your hope
Why don’t you do us all a favor and get off the coke
You’re getting stuffed like an inmate that drops the soap
This is not a rap song its murder I wrote
Your words are a joke, you were done as soon as you spoke
If you ate a dime bag your shit still wouldn’t be dope
How can you rock a show, you couldn’t rock Apollo
You claim that you spit but we all know you swallow
Calling yourself a pro but can’t sell one song
Been rapping for 5 years and still couldn’t go bronze
Your records are poor you have to give them away
Cuz no one in their right mind would ever bother to pay
Lacking credibility in whatever you say
What you make in a week I make in a day
If you’re looking for a break prepare for a long wait
There’s only been one great MC to ever come from your state
Just admit it man, you made a mistake
You’re such a loser you couldn’t get laid at your wake
I got skills, I ain’t scared to show it
When I’m done with you you’ll be another Dead Poet
Chorus:
Causing Rukus, and bringin the pain
Make way for the new king in the game
Spending big money, playboy your time is up
Gunning down MCs, all I gotta do is line em up
Verse 2:
Are you a naija ryder or just a nut ryder
I’ve never seen an MC that hugs nuts tighter
You should have kept your mouth shut and saved yourself the grief
Converted to Hinduism cuz you don’t want no beef
KabiYesi you sound like the rest to me
You’re not Fabulous, you’re just an FOB
Your flow is more dry than your skin that’s ashy
Fake bakassi boy, your rhymes are straight bakassi
You couldn’t sell a rhyme for even one dime
Afronomomical? The name should be 419
Are you ready for war, can you my attack?
Done before it started man, I’m ending your rap
KabiYesi, I hope you’re just pretending you’re wack
Your green card expired, I’m sending you back
The storm is right here, you won’t be surviving
You from Florida, so you can call me Ivan
Verse 3:
You say you’re a king, so I’m taking your crown
You claim to be a man but you pee sitting down
I’m tighter than the lips found between your hips
Tighter than your prom dress, does it still fit?
Yeah I put your name on NR, where did I find it?
On your death certificate, and you just signed it
Stop embarrassing yourself, leave the rest to me
Your adopted son? That makes me an SOB
You didn’t call me a fag cuz I don’t dress in drag
Does me telling the truth really make you mad?
Quit the jokes man, you making me laugh
Spittting at 30% and its still complete trash
You took the bait when I struck first
Don’t bother replying cuz it gets a lot worse
Kingsley I know it sucks to be you
If Rukus is raw then he gets fucked like it too
