LOst tapes Tournament.. ROUND (2)
HIP hop!
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Lyrics
My 34 cal will pierce u like the celtic// now u lay helpless like a baby in the desert//
Now your head hert// becuase my metaphores take a while to kick in, kinda like retarded soccer playas//
And i dont need to role with rocafella// to rock ya fella// ur moms'll tell ya// respect ya father!// Respect me son//
BUt i aint aint gon lie tho// u ight// but after all u learn from the best(me) right// jsut like chess this is a game (yea) right?//
I'll jump ur king wit my bishop and my knight// because i really dont need any heavy artilary materfact// i really need no stradegy//
U battle me!!, u get shited on like the city// u wack.... go sign wit p diddy// u aint hot son, the truth i'ma tell ya// u should switch ur name around to iceiclle sella//
and i came to save yall niggas like Zorro, cuz this bitch is fake!!// bad actor like kevin zorbo// and my pen.. is mightier than 7 swords, 11 lords could help u stop ur volvo//
i cut the break line u booted me so i'ma take mines// u say i take lines// but at the same time u take styless!!!.//
Just cuz eminem could do it// doesnt mean u could it// what u stupid??// why u still tryin to pursue in music// u should stick to rock pop and country music//
Trust me u can do it// ain nothing to it, and u'll get a fan// but in rap ur unessaccary// like the jamiacan man from the band//
Put on a suit on!! fall back, and b ez// u seen what happend to the white boy on MTV// U obviously aint ready// u cant hadle the teasin//
I'll treat this battle like ur bitch, rip and then EEEZ in!//
I"M stealth// u cant tell that i'm here// u couldnt here me coming if u had my dick in ur ear// This nigga is sof, OVer here we call him fuz butts//
U prolly scratchin ur head, like u got a buz cut// and sayin, OH SHIT i dont get it// just take a number, and pursue ur dreams and 4 GET IT//
get it getit??// 4 GET it??// Well listen again and let ur head get it// or the led ur head get it// 1 to the dome will blast off ur fitted//
u kno i'm right kid// i have u lookin up at the sky thru ur eyelids// i like kids. i give em free slaps// Thats it its all ovver, i hear the 3 taps
BUt dont treat me like sik wit itfree ur half// LOose then ask for a rematch////////
