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Rigor Gets Ripped
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Charts
Peak #1,086
Peak in subgenre #58
Author
JOKERJOE2
Rights
YEAH, DONT TOUCH IT!
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October 17, 2007
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MP3 2.0 MB 128 kbps 2:11
Lyrics
I went from shyt, to the shyt, broke hoe to dope flow// Now junk pissed at his bitch, cuz his kid got joes nose// This dude swingin and missin, only hittin wit some of the punchlinez// Battle me and get punched out, more then punch cardz at lunchtime// JYD, go back to jackin ya dick// Cuz rappin aint happenin for ya, you aint hackin this shyt// On both dick, & that sticky, take it easy on tha pipe// Cuz like Stevie wonder’n at night, you cant see me on tha mic// Im like 50 dissin Jay, bitch gimme a name// You like Eve in a way, last bitch in tha game// Its, DOC vs. DOD// Im puttin C4 on tha door, of ya POV// AK’s to ya brain, leave ya RIP// DOA, RN’s wont even start IV’s// The possibilities possible, but you’ll never impress me// Im like puffy, your dismissed, thanks for comin, NEXT PLEASE!!??// Junk,… chump,… Henny or any one// Rigor get tha picture, ill talk shyt to anyone// Ill bring a buck knife to a gun fight, you bring any gun// I might bleed when I leave, but ill talk shyt to anyone// Junk stay talkin crap, but don’t ever spit shyt// Bitch afraid ta get kicked, like one of Michael Vicks pitts// Like this dude just got neutered, yo whys this bitch pissed?// From junk to rigor mortis, no flow, ya shyts stiff// I give free mic lessons, come see me for mic sessions// You tha blackest in tha booth, you’ll get boo’ed for lack of mic pressence// Hennessey be tha target, rigor mortis be tha mission// Plan on makin rap a career? Better think bout reenlistin// Cuz ima be tha reason that ya girl collects a check// Yo die, she cries, my punches heaven sent// Cats standin ova ya body, like “I don’t think he’s breathin”// Musta fucked wit joker Joe, yo what tha fuck wuz he thinking?// couldn’t beat me in a battle, spittin lines on ya bets night// Make it big:? shyt, bitch you rhyme on a web site// If audio’s ya home, ima dismantle ya fortress// Joe put antifreeze In junks Hennessey, now this bitch got rigor mortis//
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