round 3, semi-finals of the RC audio tourney
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Lyrics
I'm hot now, never gonna stop pal
thinkin he big in the streets, but ain't even got this website locked down
the sounds is filthy no way this clown'll kill me,
I'm fuckin ya legacy up worse than kobe bein found guilty
you just a sloppy cat fat ass dude who got no chance
wanna get through the semis? go to a truck stop for gas
you ain't poppin gats, damn, I got to tell ya
Bigga ain't gangsta, he just large and fruity like a watermelon
strait the smooth criminal wit his hand on ya bitch
cuz ya sound's shit you need a producer worse than canibus trick
bigga's too slow, he can only dream to hit me
I don't sell no mo, but I'm pushin mad kilos this week
I'm coastin, the kid's disgustin, trust it
bigga rollin wit the two wheel motion cuz his shocks are busted
watch this fool get played, til his shirt's red from the bullet strays
now I can't tell if I'm battlin fat albert or kool aid
hey hey hey, lets go for a ride in the caddy
imma shut the legacy down and beat bigga like I was his daddy
this faggot don't want it, all of these cats get served and
I steadily make daughters of dudes like a plastic surgeon
burn and hurt you until you turnin purple
cuz man, this shit's more of a blowout than tyson versus urkel
you ain't impressed a third of the cats that heard you
so the only way you get to round 3 is if I miss with the first two
