self proclaimed best MC.....in ya mamas bed
Rap Spectrum, bia.
Lyrics
i'm havin trouble seein how i match up with such a faggot
that sounds like a son of a bitch
fruity bastard, you's a loose definition of a rapper
why would you name yourself after double mint
you askin fo punishment, you rap like you suckin dick
cmon son, your adlibs is mumblin
your chances of passin this round aint high
that's a cinderella story but the deadlines at midnight
you couldnt see my bars if you if you wore pinstripes
ill cut off twins mic with sharp lines my pen writes
i been live, an idiot is born every minute
and twinz is pushin the limits
ill clench my fist
and create mountain chains so big it'll put everest in 5th
none of your songs get play dawg
twinz died when big pun passed and fat joe became pop
hold up, tim stop
i said, twinz died when big pun passed and fat joe became pop
ill pull the heat out like the play offs
and dump more clips than a garbage can at a nail shop
this aint shit talk
this is rape kid....and if its not, ill pay michael jackson's bail cost
