Philly Underground Beats
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That ain't a diss it's more like "Novy can you hop on this beat"
Ya brand new to the game but still I make you obsolete
Ya can't rock wit me, ya flow sucks, ya swagger is forced
Ya know what? It's already over, there'll be no back and forth
Remix ya verse and put me first and then you'll get some plays
Cuz this took you days, it took me hours, bitch you ain't got half my power
If you got a half an hour you should prolly study me
Cuz I could beat you hoppin on a soulda boy cruddy beat
The pace you rappin is the pace I'm drinkin, one bar a week
The problem's all ya bars are weak, I'm drinkin till I hardly see
So how'd you get the balls to come in here and drop a track?
Ya shit ain't hot just because you ain't as wack as Krischak
On my sack like Strahan on Tom Brady
Your shot at beatin me is longer than the mullet of ya old lady
I'll kill you bare handed, I ain't come with the clips
Put novakane in ya mouth leaves you numb in the lips
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