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Genre
Charts
Peak #3,936
Peak in subgenre #2,060
Uploaded
December 20, 2004
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MP3 1.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Fuck you, and fuck whatever you stand for
I got tip for you, but not the ones you dance for
cuz you shake shake shake shake shake that ass
we callin you a cake cake cake cake and fag
cuz your fruiter than this cocktail
and your rhymes can be compared chips cuz them shits have gone stale
your dumber than a blonde bomb shell
and you make no sense like health clinics and condom sells
Its just swell, with a glock in my hand
I know your not peanut butter but your caught in a jam
Your so boring now im snoring
its like nyquils a pill your endorsing
koolaid is coursin through your body
Youve gone sweet and now all you wanna do eat
penis REALLY well I aint exactly seen this
but you sound like you could suck on a pair of em
and people tell me Im a good judge of character
Quit with the gay shit it already get off it
Well you should a known it was coming...you are a prophet
ok next topic, your last flow, you got zero votes and won from a no show
oh no that got me runnin for the hills
and quick get my lawyer I need another will
I think Im gonna die, I think Im gettin killed
cuz this guys just too strong up on battlefield
Thats called sarcarsm, stings in mass amounts
And when I use it bad things happen
King of rappin here to bruise again
And show this bitch prophet how use pen
abusin him, but I aint using whips and chain
like he does, im using quick wit and brains
Hittin you none stop like I do free throws
and you couldnt spit tight through a pair a speedos
never got ass so your known stare at peep shows
I winning this battle I don’t care if he knows
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