If you lay down with dirty dawgs you come up with fleas/ so if you cool with duke get away from me/ I think dawg really got a disease/somebody tell me why he's battlin please/ dude has no type of craft/ his punchlines are dry causing no laugh/ you gets no applause/ and in the streets you pullin no broads/ tryin to come up on the nuts of a super star/ come on everything youve said was sup par/ man its time to try a lil harder/ you couldnt even beat my boys daughter/ why dont you do us a favor take the long trip off of the short bridge/ and if you should happen to still live/ go study some pac big and oun then come back and battle the kid
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yo demented imma f**k ya up till ya lip cemented//
imma strike yo like moses did with the friggin commandment//
f**k who posts first, ya swallowed back, 'n' my flow keep 'cumin' til ya throat burst//
'vet-be-brusin' like abused child losin' his life cuz he was 'born to be hurt'//
fo'real' nigga, im dealin dis verse-easily, 'n' it punches filthy, cuz im 'd' real villain//
im just chillin, while venemous -drillin his head, even if ya 'wits-bled' yo cant spell winnin//
feel dis heat burnin frantic like islamic religion killin 'homosexual addicts'//
dis verse-is-highly chronics, while ya spittin obvious through yo nasal-plastics//
dirty be-the-lunatic to beat you strictly with bare-hands//
'ya-be-sh*ttin yo pants' as dis nigga re-configure thoughtless yo DNA strands//
'drop-yo-hatin' , imma knock yo teeth, swept ya like 'fluoride crest' and topped ya speech//
im hot 4-teach, imma disturb dis fake rapper after i reveal yo skin white-as-bleach//
ma punchlines are ‘crushing ya breath’, facing me is 'murder' situation you die ‘brushing’ with death’//
mark scars on ya chest, beatin dis pest, ya fate is set//
ya only 'sound ill' when ma knife 'n' yo limbs met//
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Okay Okay/ Its seems as if dude didnt get the drift/ so now Im run you on off the cliff/ I told you before that Im like java/ and son what did I tell you about disrespectin your father/ come on son let me sit you down/tell how if you mess with grown men you might not be found/ for like atleast over a year/ and you the type whont wild unless he gone off beer/ or gone of weed or some type of a drug/ you actor a wangsta feminine thug/ you mentioned Islam but cant make salat/ dont know about sadjud and making rakats/ Im like Hassan and Hussein im the light of the deen/ and you just another kid that I have to rip his spleen/ and I do it clean like I was bleach/ so son I hope you understood this lesson I had to teach/ play you like school raise yuh hand before you speak/ and you a real live Urkel king of the geeks/ so Okay your lameness/ I bet your next post you will remain nameless.........
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dressin all blue my gunz same color i got a scope on a the glock i am aim for your/collar aint to many here dont mess wit that nigga give me a couple clips dudes steady talkin boys steady walin hamma in my hand/steal steady sparkin yes i am the best of the best when u here thos shots u betta guard that chest/shit all fuck up oops its your fault put the glock in his mouth dont talk/boy be like pow to his throat deep he fall from his street/murder to murder put his to the conrete nigga please send him a gift out come a couple bullets hit him nigga sweal up quick/send him comes out lookin like an authentic got lil kids laughin at the bitch battle me naw u dont want to get embarrased im like an snake in the grass waitin for the prey/got his runnin away/got me standin on a buildin like a sniper shit hit u once nigga face get blown away hahah/yeah nigga u beat me haha
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I'MA FUCK WIT U I'M A MOTHER FUCKIN QUEEN/I'M A FUCKIN MC IF U KNOW WHAT I MEAN/WHAT DA FUCK U TALKIN BOUT YO COLOR IS BLUE/NIGGA DA COLOR IS RED CAUSE I BANG PIRU/NIGGA I DON'T GIVE A FUCK BOUT NUNTON I WAS RAISED IN THE HOOD/BUT NOW I'M A DEALER SO I'M LIVIN GOOD/SO DAT BULL SHIT U A FUCKIN PUSSY HOE/IF I KNEW WHERE U WAS I WOULD FUCKIN HIT YOUR ASS WIT A 2 BY 4/KNOCK U 2 DA FLOW/I KNOW MY RYMES TIGHT DAT'S WHY U WANNA BORROW A FEW CAUSE I BETTER THAN U
SIKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
JUST PLAYING SAYIN STUPID STUFF BUT HIT ME BACK
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