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Death to Discreet ft. LyrixX
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Some punk thought he waz talkin tough, bout my traxx... now he got eaten up. NEXT TIME will be 2 times or 3x as hard bytch
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LyriXx Da LyRiciSt
-First BouT DiZ I WAz Da ReApA BuT NoW I'M FoCusSed On NEw Naame Now, Been rapping for almost 4 years now, Collabing wit some stylish emcee artists, Halfbreed, Doubles, foulmouth, and many others, so thatz what brought me as a emcee to da rap game
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#4,170 in subgenre Peak #49
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Peak #2,463
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LyriXx
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September 16, 2005
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Oh, ShiT, DaT ya *Mommz Crying* dick Oh, ShiT, Dat ya *Dadz Crying* Bitch verse 1: Listen to my Shit for the first time, saying whack to my rhymes, you like a like tha guy in sublime, Ima Phycho and throw ya unknown body in a ditch son ima punch u in tha mouth give you a enclosure stitch, your gonna be, laying in the hospital bed laying on the stretcher, she be screamin my name while she be suckin my dick, lil faggot talkin trash, son if got you in a boxing match i'd knock u out with one smash. chorus2x Now im wack, ima say it right back, you fuckin fag "remember" what i carry, ill stab you till everything is blurry now its time for you to die, While i take ya girlfriend on a motherfuckin ride. Now im wack, ima say it right back, you fuckin fag "remember" what i carry, ill stab you till everything is blurry now its time for you to die, While i take ya girlfriend on a motherfuckin ride. verse 2: I know im white, But Son you need to go back to A.b.c lessons or sumthing, dawg ill be fuckin ya bitch while u be in class, when ya look out the window, ull see tha car be rumpin, Knew You'd be So stupid, talkin trash bout lyrixx got ya toothless. I know im a phypho talkin bout bodies? don't i sound like one those gothic motherfuckers irv'e gotti well son, how u got me to the end i got like diss, now for listenin to your shit, ima rip you on this diss, ya rap name is discreet, this how im cut your popularity down like a war defeat, Son, now its time to look in da eye, of this fuckin white guy, see the surrondings of it of your gurl going for a ride. you know how you said i can't spit of topic dawg, ur acting so bionic, why dont you inhale sum chronic so u pass out so i can put ya in the back of the trunk , be makers of bonny and clyde, you ain't even able to make a single, but tha only woman u got on there is mary j blidge. u aint even ghetto, ill get my boys to stab wit tha back of my new plad stilletto, Your girlfriend gets tips at a bar for being da hottest hoe, as being a stripper. She Don't Even make mills. ill Be fuckin her in tha vip room, getting her filth rich. chorus2x Now im wack, ima say it right back, you fuckin fag "remember" what i carry, ill stab you till everything is blurry now its time for you to die, While i take ya girlfriend on a motherfuckin ride. Now im wack, ima say it right back, you fuckin fag "remember" what i carry, ill stab you till everything is blurry now its time for you to die, While i take ya girlfriend on a motherfuckin ride.
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