Arabflowsta [V.s] Round 1....
Me Myself and I..I Work for the hungry now
I'm Used To Rappin...Altho I'm Not Too Good On Emotion...I Still Have Alittle Bit Of Flow...But For Now I'm Into Making Beats For People...If U Want Somethin Email Me @ negroman2@hotmail.com I Should Reply...Tell Me What Kind Of Beat U Would Like Me To Make For U n I Should Make It FOr U...
Lyrics
what the fuck you gonna say personally, yo verses me,
cause certainly, aint no fuckin way this you gon murder me
The noose~is~spun, hangin with priests till all the bruisin's~done/
You "losin~sun" I'll "set" you down until the news~is~stunned/
Steadily verbally spraying you and your crew~with~guns/
talal your brain using your face like they was 2's~and~1's/
Your mental leakin all over both shoes at once/
I don't even have to "cap" you, to prove that you "dunce"/
Got Eery Spit'z, Best Believe This Mahfucka Fearin It..
Im Leavin "Blood On The Floor" Like His Mother'z Period..!
Imma Jeer This Kid, What..? The Bullet'z Go Thru Ya Chest..
Ya Rap Career'z Like "Jordan Shot'z", It Only Go'z Thru The Net..!
Homie, Respect Negro After I Serve You Ya Ass..
It'z Like Ya "Sex Life At Home", I'll Leave This Jerk In The Trash..!
Murkin Ya Fast, Bruh, You Ain't Knowin The Heap..?
Goin To Sleep N Dreamin You Was Flowin Like Me..!
Throw In The Heat, I Know They Gonna Throw In The Sheet'z..
You Knowin It'z Me..? Good, Cuz Ya Foe Is A Beast..!
Showin The Peep'z On Soundclick This Bastard Got Sonned..
Cuz Like Fifty, Im Jus Leavin Massacre'z Done..!
Shatter Ya Lung'z Wid The Mouse, Crack Ya Skull Wid The Keyboard..
Cuz You Pace My Rhyme'z, Goin Back N Forth Jus To See More..!
Stackin The Win I'll Recieve For Jus Leavin Ya Wid Doubt'z..
That I Can Put "Blood Thru Shit" Like You Bleedin Out The Mouth..!
So theres our similiarity, you will find no clarity
In all sincerity, against me there is no prosperity//
Ya screamin in disparity, ya guaranteed in therapy
if ya dare to see where ya be compared to me//
I battle carelessly, i know its got u scared of me
But if ya care to see what god thinks, just send ya prayers to me//
I give off this air of heat, that gets ya foldin down
Cuz man you got rollin round with this shit ya holdin down//
Ya fail after we brawl wits, even stale rappers can call this//
It's not even a joke my tails slap ya to fall quick
and the crowd screams out loud, wails laughter at all this//
You'll be UA samples so that you can be called pissed//
You must be high as fuck, i never bend or collapse
If im wack after you rhyme its cuz im sendin em back//
Ya center is wack, tell me why you suckin meat?
Might be cuz this shits been decided and you been beat.........
