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Genre
Charts
Peak #2,041
Peak in subgenre #1,063
Author
Kejuan Barnes
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Kejuan Barnes
Uploaded
December 18, 2003
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Lyrics
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I spit tha best...So just log off n click tha X...Im 'passin' gas' as im "rippin vENOMOUS Meth"..
.RAW got you stressed, drippin' wet from piss n sweat...Never diss a vet...
Im past loosin intrest, im at tha risk of debt...I'll smack ya mouth,
as ya leak plasma in mass amounts...Im blackin out, have you on tha pavement spasin' out...
Why even ask for bouts?...You got tha wackest sound...I'll crack ya crowns while spittin' tragic nouns..
.rAW packs massive power...Blastin' cowerds, ya line lines so 'plane' they could crash in towers..
.Ya styles too weak, mine is fouler...Battle me? You askin for catastrophe..
.It's obvious vENOMis a "gased" Emcee...Without 'severed ears' ya still "sound wack" to me.
..kUZ rAW a savage beast that raps on beat n luvs smashin beef wit tha wackest peeps..
.Dont front, swEAtin' in church is that closes you get to 'CLAPPIN in Heat'..
.You nasty freak, give it up cause tha board shall never see raw's defeet.
..You gettin' ripped on tha net V, just IMAGINE if we actualy meet..
.You wanna know ya status? why bother askin me...Lets see,
you in tha same class as tha other cats thats wack n weak..
.You wouldn't receive a 'High Rank' if ya wore collogne that reaks of cats when they fully "weeded"..
kUZ rAW shuttin down tha 'Comp' like my modem over heated
...Peeps know my TEXT AND AUDIO is ill they dont even need to LISTEN OR read it..
.I'll get 5 votes quick unless kAP deletes it...miC gets broke in pieces...
He got raped by an prisoner now he acts so "Con-Seaded"...
When vENOM says he's nice, just dont beleive him...
kuz in this bout like dick gettin no pussy Venoms gettin beaten
ou couldn't touch me if we were simese, you seeze~death,
don't try to fight back I blaze more cats than "Chinese~chefs"!..
beat'em into the sand quicker and let God hear this man~whimper,
words or fists either way you wrapped in sheets like "clan~members"!..
you won't drop better~than~this, cause really you could never~spit,
the only name you've made for yourself is the one you "registered~with"!..
right now I toss~regrets, you test again and the cost~is~death,
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