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Peak #17,952
Peak in subgenre #11,131
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November 22, 2002
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Lyrics
Even peepin ya weakness is waste kid cuz you lack talent,
I put the tools the bus like transportation mechanics
The cancellation package I got it, so expect delivery,
Can’t flow with me lyrically, can’t match with my mentally
You lack rhythmic cohesion pack symmetrical soliloquies
you’d be dope, if you wasn’t so wack in the spitttin abilities,
given ya tendencies for slurring ya words, muddling grammar
I’d say you wouldn’t get the w may 5th on a roman calendars
Examine the wack factors stamped on ya genetic parameters god
You only champ cuz wreck took you as the joke that you are
Get broke apart, from this barrel I brandish, open arm
Fill you with lead like gas tanks on older model cars,
You hopin to bump me off, mabus maybe thinking maybe,
shit I said you’ve improved, bitch not the world’s gone crazy
you facing early draft material, dude, you getting bruied,
only think you been picked in the first for is to lose
leave him misused and ripped like a size 2 thong on a size 8 bitch0
cuz I sound doper than mabus grunting takin a shit,
I’m great when I spit, start aiming ya clique for some major help
Cuz the only the only newtronic record you’ll seee is the quickest exchange of belt
I’ll endanger ya health, get estranged from ya wealth so back down, sad clown
Or find ya head in the space between rear drive tires and the ground
I’ll floor and watch the wheels on the bus go round and round
Before you thought you had a chance, but I bet you doubting it now
Pound for pound you out classed like environmental science labs
My victory’s wearing a suit of armor, I mean to say it’s iron clad
Dying gassed like holocaust victims is where this guy’ll land
Slaughter and diss him, engrave this rhyme on his body bag,
Thought you was bad, you couldn’t get a free base party cracking
Shit this neutron wuldn’t blow up even in a nuclear reaction
And groupies? Nah it won’t happen for pesos cash or lira
The last time Mabus saw pussy it was prolly in a mirror
Here and now it’s over with fella, I told you I’m better
The best of ya lst track was the beat, why the fuck you flowing a capella
You never boring always clever, no, no, wait a minute, that’s me
And if you hadn’t survived the wreck, it’d just be him that’s getting beat
Defeat is tough, well that’s what I heard I don’t realate to that stuff
You got such a long way to go to see me, everyone sleepin on the bus
And the streets is only for us that pack the chrome so stay at home,
When newtronic sprays at a dome, it unvolves moose and cheap cologne
The beast is on you now, and you can’t even hold your own,
You doin song, about needin help with ya bills like Beyonce Knowles
Mabus folds under pressure how clothes at drycleaners known
He less dangerous than amputation patients trained in tae bo
My high floe is impeccable, when you smoke you get depressed
Saga rip through ya toughest shit like Teflon does Kevlar vests
Theese chevron sets on my sleeve from hard work are rocked with dignity
The only heavyweight love you got was from the bitch that took your virginity
Grace and divinity won’t save mabus from blatant lucidity,
And the date made for you takin Asyk’s slated the 18th century
You been disgraced by ab enemy greater than anything you’l get to be
Now watch the voters give you the shortest lightweight reign in history
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