I want to give a shout-out to ALL my "Fan Club" members..
Members:
- ShimShady
- lil Juan
Total members : 2
NEWS:
- 3 songs..
Holy Sheep, Street Anthem and a Freestyle uploaded 04/09/03
- 2 songs updated. 18/08/03
Lyrics
(Chorus)
Mass be maybe actin like a lady//
coz he know he can't be a daddy//
no matter wat the fuck, he's still a faggot//
if u see a homo say M A S S//
Mass be must be actin like a baby//
coz he never had a Plan B//
wat u gonna do i have an M I C//
Mr. I'm too cool to T E X T//
(Verse1)
it's like u r tryin to pull a joke, like ur lyrics-is-deep/
but ur voice's borin ur song i hear-it-to-sleep/
always sayin the same shit on same-kinda-beat/
so much, thought i was battlin an anser-ma-chine//
rappin prewritten shit thinkin u toasted-a-verse/
but how can i do a no show wen i posted-first/
chose-to-curse, u coz i got sick of dope/
sick of weed, thats why i chose u to smoke//
wit the lil audio u did, u stop-nothin/
and u sounded like a donky wen u said stop-frontin/
next time, get ur facts straight before-u-feelin-shit/
coz i'm not from Canada, i'm from-New-Zealand-bitch//
u said u pay ur dues, told me to take-a-seat/
u paid nothin, all u got is fake-re-ceipts/
now u take a seat, on ur daddy's dick/
ur daddy ain't home delete the song off sound click//
u see that each day, my punches gettin bigger/
so u diss my race, and then call me a nigger/
sayin u ain't got beef coz u so scared-to-say/
that u just made ur crew look like YMCA//
if u an me freestyle battle, u-the-second/
i'm the first, so i wanna teach, u-a-lesson/
lesson 1, u ain't 50 cent so stop-the-mumble/
lesson 2, u a faggot yo, Bob's-ur-uncle//
(Chorus)
(Verse2)
ayo i stole ur nine, so u can't call 9-1-1/
here's a chop stick bitch, now u fight-my-gun/
everybody knows that i, rhyme-pre-cise/
and u be lame and say that i, fry-my-rice//
u find a slut then tell her to get a strap on dildo/
go home, and do the 69 wit the nympho/
like scary movie, u tell her to tear-ur-bottom/
she's like "this is plastic do i wear-a-condom?//
ur punches are like twin towers, u know wat happen/
u were packagin burgers and thouhgt u was rappin/
thought u was rippin, fuckin every guy that is queer/
thought u was reppin, ur crew sittin down on a chair//
bitch u had a place.. and had-my-respect/
now look at ur face.. u want a pat-on-ur-back?/
u silly, i don't bite, u just a-fool//
u were cool but not now just like Ja-Rule//
Mass was aight/ wit his mic/
and then he dissed ripe/
said that i bite/ peoples rhymes/
he must be out of his mind//
ur time is over/ find a sofa/
and just bend over/
so i can put a carrot up ur crack causin ass-disruption/
kill u in a song and call it Mass-destruction//
