battle against my ex-crew leader biggathanlife. lol@ the simpsons intro
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Lyrics
comin against is
like a philosophical question when you high as shit
now bigga thinkin he got the answer cuz he kidnapped iverson
but guess what, you just the next fuck
to get his chest crushed, dawg my throwaways shittin on ya best stuff
strait's a demon unleashed, belive I'm a beast
bigga's a freak, thinkin a food made him cream in his sheets
sportin a flat top fade and british knights
he's claimin brooklyn but only his kicks are reppin the bk right
cuz ya rhyme scheme is weaker than sin, it's easy to win
chunky bitch'll eat his words before the battle even begins
his chronic case of fat boy voice is hurtin his game
stop wheezin, whenever you spit pun rolls over in his grave
he's stuntin believe, all day rollin tough in his jeep
he never leaves, his fat ass is stuck in the seat
I'm holdin ya life, shred this herb, rollin him tight
rented tyson's punchout so he thinks he's controllin a mike
this ain't overnight, I been in a zone for like
5 years, while ya style don't come together like ya overbite
you know I'm right, imma continue to grow this hype
while this ugly bitch is up in the club turnin hoes to dykes
around town, I'm spittin flames to this clown
put ya best foot forward if you can get it away from ya mouth
I got the illest 5 man crew since the bulls in the 90's
so you dying, I'm strait, you too homo even to try me
you ain't spittin it tight, this shit isn't right
this prince thinks he's fresh, but who let uncle carl get on the mic
game over, all day I blaze dolga wit a flame thrower
and ya case of wackitis is uncurable like a hangover
