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Peak #2,596
Peak in subgenre #1,379
Author
ExKal
Uploaded
April 20, 2003
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
kannon made it to the finals? yo thats laughable
when I'm chasin you is the only time i'm comin after you
cuz you aint beatin me kid, you cant rap at all
and brace yaself, cuz I'll kick you in the kannonballs
this man is soft and all o yall'll get beat
i know you like nuts Kan, but dont testes
I'm a make you wish you never ever met me
Votes? you wont get the one like Neo or Jet Li
Expect me to beat all, hand me wins
Cuttin this net, see like b-ball champions (netcee)
he's wantin a friend, yo he's now alone
cuz the only people talkin to Kan are people without a phone
kannon, dont feel special, i punish all
and you only the underdog, cuz i'ma take you under, dog
i get ya screen name, I understand, son
how many votes in the finals are going to Kan-None
I'm insane like Manson, handsome
while these three dudes resemble bitches like Hanson
yall better leave out, get rammed with a jeep now
get beat so bad kannon's demandin a recount
what you talkin to me bout, Kannon's ugly
and i'm bout to be tossin this freak out like Chic now
I said ya dead, and you puttin ya face
to kuanyin's dick, i guess yall go head to head
Speakin of kuan, we crew mates but I'll fight ya man
with knife in hand, I'm accurate, all my slices land
and all you kids are goin down like prices can
me losin? No chance in hell, like a righteous man
my instruments, they blast, why you ignorant?
like a plastic half dollar, you a fake ass 50 cent
make you break fast like the first meal this herb killed
and when you think nothin bad happens the worst will
I'm know to kill while writing, EX-hypen
forget what people say, you was never good as tyson
Ex's memory is filled with wreckin enemies
I gotta licence to kill, i mean i passed the test and everything
kuanyin? he's gay, i dont need to say
how many BJ's he gave to defeat BJ
Ex say you dun wanna come when we play
cuz I break more records than a clumsy DJ
yo I impale kuan wit a nail gun
you on thin ice so i start callin you Michelle Kuan
People ignore you, i'm the best in the ministry
so technically, I'm the leader in your crew
and all ya riders adore, your gonna wonder why
they stop supporting you and voting for you
its because they realize what ya based on,
someone else, just like napalm
and napalm never wrote a line as cold as mine
hold a nine to his cranium and blow his mind
ya know its time, you got me last time
and I'll say that, but i'm gettin payback like you owed a spine
and i'll embed it, so you know who said it
and I keep hearin you say how you good with cool edit
trust me, everything you make sounds crappy
ya not that good of a producer if you ask me
and everything that you wrote it seems lame
and you'd only win this battle if votes were screen names
napalm, or should I say stride enigma
akshun jza, man it'll never be the same
and I think itd be pretty lame
if the person that won the tourney is a person that cant keep a name
ya bled, and after ya dead I'm fightin ya spirit
keep you mouth shut yo I aint likin ta hear it
so i interfere it, when people say you obnoxious
i aint no they meant he was writin ya lyrics
yo I creep silent, and I'm known to cause violence
i'm knockin him up in the air, does that make him a Palm Pilot
kuanyin and kannon the only people worse than you
King Arthur! whoops, there goes all ya personals
yo i'm hurtin you, if its unfair I dont care bitches
cuz I'm bringing Pandas to b-boys so they can bear witness
i hope you know I'm crazy too, and when you write
ya bars look like shit, like a Baby Ruth
so yall should stop now ya rhymes is borin us
and it aint no Secret that I'm gonna be Victoria's
bitches
