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Cigarette Warnings (Blazin vs. Surgeon General)
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Rippin him...wasn't hard
hiphop rap battles freestyles disses
Hot audios, some real inspirational raps on here, also some stuff you can dance to, some battles and also some freestyles. If you lookin for a diverse page, you
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Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Battles/Disses
Charts
Peak #12,262
Peak in subgenre #428
Author
Blazin
Uploaded
August 22, 2005
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MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 2:33
Lyrics
You don't wanna go rounds wit me bitch/ How SG nice and can't post on his own soundclick// But if you really wanna box then I'll go a few/ and sit you down like mind blowin news// I spit effective attacks/ Cuz Surgeon General won't get a warning, this ain't cigarette packs// Clips hit his back and they're stayin/ Your wat happens if Canibus doesn't know wat he's sayin// This punk is a joke, cuz he think he hard/ But can't spit a punchline, just disgusting bars// Rushin me ta post tha same day on tha board/ he must have no life but ta sit around and record// I spit rounds at this whore/ And don't bother tryna hurt me about tha divorce// Cuz I know how you researched my songs/ But you can still get ya skull split like my parents bond//yup This ain't fair its wrong, you should quit/ Nigga must be shook studyin my style of lyrics// Hear this and figure it out/ My bars bad for ya health, that's wat surgeon general should be spittin out// Get hit in tha mouth, you betta pray its not bad/ My clips gettin it in like a Kanye and Jada collab// I'm flamin this track/ Cuz I'm hard ta beat, ya bars is weak so don't play wit rap// Damn you takin that cuz ya raps unable/ Ya spits ice cold like ya graphics label// Wit these flows I'ma don/ and in ya next sig you'll be holdin tha skull of ya mom// I'm hot wit spits, you can't stop this bitch/ And I know he's ya squad, but get Skepto off ya dick// Go ahead and talk shit, but I ain't walkin out/ Cuz I'll harm ya click like I stomped your mouse// And I know he ain't fuckin wit this/ Cuz Surgeon Generals know to avoid anything that's sick// I can spit words for days/ So my Camron flow will leave this Barney nigga in a purple haze// Call me a clone?/ Den get merked 'n sprayed, but don't fret cuz you won't die alone// You ain't testin me bitch/ You'll be in surgery in general, aint no specialty shit// You ain't wreckin beats, you bore me/ Cuz all Surgeon Generals do is hand out warnings// So he tell me wat he gonna do, and tell me wat gun'll do/ But my gun shoot, and twist ya brains like a funnel do// I'll run on you, ya bars ain't good/ All you text is horrorcore, musta had a tough childhood// I'ma tell you why my bars is rough/ Cuz you should know ta try Blazin gets ya heart fucked up//
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