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COME BATTLE ME ANY ONE ?????????? THESE MY BARS SO UR TURN
im a mad man lyrical mc,
derz no lot of tingz i cant b,
got a lot of haterz hatin on me,
but i don watch dem it don phase me,
im gona slew u now,
slew u now make ur boiz say wow,
donno wat u tlkin u clown,
chat air in face i put u down,
ill slew waste ma lyk u 4 less dan a pound,
slew me how,
u beta stand ur ground,
not gonna say much ill catch u around,
onli online no need 2 frown bruv you going down
im not a star, jus watch for wen i got u locked inside da optic. RAR
haha, its likely u didnt even understand arthur my shit
fuk it il jus carve ur heart to halfs wiv darts n part ur cartilage
im heavily steppin n flexin pona harder tip, but blast bitch u asked for it
her nasty ass charge a glass to sip to suck fuck n anyting after it
i make this ape look halfa dis. grab a zoot n blaze it
rapin sluts mate i dont giv a fuk i take it
so dont step u broke sket, ya bound to get ya nose wet
i flow best, u no test once i toke da smoka j.o blessssssssssssssssssFinite u dont wanna see my flip man
i'll take u out like a sharpshot hitman
gotta watch out for the showlin kick man
Finite ur gonna get bit man
i'm so quick i'm faster than a monk from china
I go so quick i cud rip ur hoes vagina
cos i eat em like a weekly meal at a dinah
cos rads legs cudnt look finah ( :P:P )
wats up finite u gonna choke?
cos i've got a force grip on ya neck which is stronger than oak
make one move ya gonna get broke
cos i'm skilled like jedi slayin them droid folk
u aint been in a situation where u got a neck in ya left hand a blade in the right
cos belive me blud me and u aint alike
me with me i'll ride ya whore like the neighbourhood bike
cos u cant beat me cos every lines like an airstrike
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yh iyt bruv wasteman bruv
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fam i wrote this wile shagin my brid bruv and still fucked u over bruv one one yh lets c who win ur juts ganna get merked bruv got no time for u wastmen go on spit your best bars and il spit my best one game on fam ur goin dwn
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bruv im a soul surviver the flame of ur lighter yh im a born and bred fighter this is gana be over tdai soon as i slit you throat bruv u ant even rockin my boat i ant going dwn im like a float bruv u cant handle my bars lets c who wins this vote in a 123 im ganna let u c who the top man is yes man its me im ganna slap u silly im coming at u right left up down with diferent sounds and plenty of pounds love me or hate me your girls rating me ur the only one hating me but i dont give a fuck ur face is like a back end of a duck your making me chuck im laufing so bad i dont give a fuck i got the pistals the muther fucking crystals every one wants your head my phones ringing 24/7 fam looks like ur dead ur a gd lil boy ur of to heaven i gota warm ak 47 i ant of to no heaven im goin to hell yes fam ring that bell im allways up never fell ur lifes ganna be hell i bet u wish u was a lil girl bruv i can brake any spell im to fast to be put in a cell im only being honest i spit on the mic just like i promised bruv i come at u like sonic to fast for u to get on it bruv u live in a pit bruv u ant got shit dont fuck wid me ill take u to ur grave no way are u safe i run this place im fuckin serus look at my face bruv dont think u can set this pace im from out of space
every one backin me in this place so fuck u bruv u ant got a fucking clue im the german and ur the jew my bars will nock u to tim but 2 im thru wid this ur just getin dised ill merk u wile im avin a piss 12 game over looks liek the game won agen im beter than big ben
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bruv im a soul surviver the flame of ur lighter yh im a born and bred fighter this is gana be over tdai soon as i slit you throat bruv u ant even rockin my boat i ant going dwn im like a float bruv u cant handle my bars lets c who wins this vote in a 123 im ganna let u c who the top man is yes man its me im ganna slap u silly im coming at u right left up down with diferent sounds and plenty of pounds love me or hate me your girls rating me ur the only one hating me but i dont give a fuck ur face is like a back end of a duck your making me chuck im laufing so bad i dont give a fuck i got the pistals the muther fucking crystals every one wants your head my phones ringing 24/7 fam looks like ur dead ur a gd lil boy ur of to heaven i gota warm ak 47 i ant of to no heaven im goin to hell yes fam ring that bell im allways up never fell ur lifes ganna be hell i bet u wish u was a lil girl bruv i can brake any spell im to fast to be put in a cell im only being honest i spit on the mic just like i promised bruv i come at u like sonice to fast for u to get on it bruv u live in a pit
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it ant over soo shup bruv its a ite atm and naw its my turn ganna ave to waite tho mug ur only getin on a hype cus ur ganna loose you
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Why do u use words u dont even mean
Think ur a topman dont rep 4 da scene
I got a few thing to say first of all
Dont use lyrics that r personal
Second of all u dont get gash
So stop tlkin about havin a bash
Ur barz might be fit for the king of the gutters
Better walk out the scene coz u just stutter
If u want 2 speak put ur hand up
In hyde park i prefer to stand up
Cant test me or else u'll get hurt
I'll make u sit down in the dirt
Ur Like disbale ur forest gump
Shut ur mouth u'll get blown liek a pump
u fink ur gud but ur not that nice
ill heat u up like herbs n spice
i heard u went 2 ur manz 4 advice
nex time ill follow u like a trackin device bruv i didnt say i was nice u step up to me im ganna roll u around like a dice u wont even tink bout tryin it twice ill come to ya yard thru ya back yard fam u ant fucking hard your meltin on me like lard bruv count to 3 then come back to me then spit it in 3 then tell me that ur at the top of a tree bruv stop fucking aroudn your in the wrong town make one bad move ur be under the ground my bois make me proud takin dwn a chump like cus people like u an t got the slightis clue fuck u and your bois to bruv u chat wet like winnie the pohhh dont go cry ur eyes out cus im about u beter wach over your shoulder cus bruv wen i c u its over liek a 4 leaf clover 1 shot 2 shot 3 shot naw ur on the spot 123456 i got all the muther fucking tricks so suck your own dick u lil prick naw im ganan leave u to tap back wid ur grap
keep voting peps
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dont even waste my time u ant even prepared them rhymes be4 u evern start spitin them lines times up i shud shoot u right inbtween the eyes u told me a lie u sed u can spit bars and rhymes me and my boys run the grime scene im to big for this scene ur cmin at me like runy beans youve no ive already won this dont u its daniels im cmin at u like swine flu im jst ganna sweep right bye u 1st il tell u how i run my crew then ill tell u how im ganna run u so fuck you!! but every one noes they cant stop me they need me im like a muny tree muny here muny there fuck it my monys every were you wanna gun fuck it ur probly shoot ya self in the phum cus ur so fucking dum bruv this ant no sweet ting u look up to the page its beatking this ant no lil fling soon ill be the beat fucking king im like jackie chan u throw a punch at me ill brake ya arm fam dont try put on the charm ill stick the scorching borer in ya arm then ill ring the muther fucking alarm be 4 go il slap u wid the side of my parm hers my numb 075 shit u ant even ganna be alive your bar ant even on the survive so give me five fuck u you ant even ganna be alive you a dead man walkin bruv u ant ganna beat me u might aswell well delete me u keepin cmin at me wid them shit lines i keep cming at u wid the badist rhymes theres to many of us dieing bruv y the fuck u crying ill leave ur braine in a mes i dont give a fuck im noan by the press c i chat the facts u chat wack ill stab u in the back wat bruv u want some crack fuck u cus im back wiid this badist track
your just like a dove to much in love im like a black bird no love but i kil that fucking dove bruv im from up above ive got the golden glove i ant never ganna die im to flie i got to many eyes for u fucking flies gota go bruv peps wanna lsiten to my bars im the muther fucking star uve pushed me to far you on my to do list trust bruv u ant ganna get thru dis look down my gun your wastid youve just bin done your so dum u wud been alive if u didnt get on a hype
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sick of you fakes tink u can step up to me u ant got the degree ive got the amo it ganna take out ur fucking famo im a gangster fam ur dreamin if u tink u got the bars from above fuck u ill always be higher than u you say 32 bars stop lickin my fucking arss u say to me safe man shup ill take u to ya fucking grave fam i ant no waste man time is tickin fam ur ganna be in your box ill put my ak to you head ur ganna be fucking dead fam u ant got the iq of a tree man and u tink u can take on me man fuck u fuck ur boys ill make chedar out of use u ant got a fuckin clue
brrrrrrrraaaaapppp cme bk wen u is readyyy fam
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wat is this mine and ur batle yh bruv ???????
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this is jst lil biut more cary oin from that one just put on
Who the fuck want beef with Joe Crack
Make your body fold back
Lift his soul with the chrome mack
I don't chat on the phone, 'cuz the phone tapped
You heard theres money on the block we control that
I got the work in the pot where that stove at
Cook it up 'til its wack, get my dough back
You niggas so wack, tryin'a compete
I blind you with heat, I'm the reason crime on the street
I die for my peeps, keep an open eye when I sleep
Let you slide when I coulda put five in your Jeep
Who's liver than me? I ain't know you really want it
I'm like Christ, niggas beg for they life when they see me comin
Ain't nodoby gonna stop my shine, you out'cho mind
Don't make me have to cock my nine, pop ya spine
Neva did believe in the Don's
since ninety-two I've been proving that y'all niggas was wrong
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no no its not really that long
you could have a mixtape 20 tracks strong
im a come through with 24 bars
and tell an mc put any track on
man dont wanna clash, ready thats long,
me i got a flow with many cats on
no what ther not doing it right
so i will eliminate any thats rong
your like a hippy cuz you love pippy never skip it aint night time you slime .you drive me insane o wait ill refrain that ryme some time so in the meantime its wartime ill thrown a bomb and kill you like a wigwam ill speak up on a intercom i wont even speak clam ill be like Mj and slam dunk you stupid punk you small like funk and BO every one else knows watch the water flow you look like gumbo fuck you got ears like dumbo go play some more water polo......Aiyyo its on, I see how niggas didn't learn
You is wrong, thought the fire didn't burn
Its on, me and Pun ain't from the Bronx
You's wrong, nigga we can get it on
guns we toss 'em, and bodies we auction
To his family we tell 'em he owed us a fortune
Gimme forty-thou, you can have yo' child, you don't know
What I had to go through, to clap this clown, check my background
The last nigga to see you bleed, the last nigga to see you breath
The last nigga you wish you shoulda believed
And Drag move quick, blend right into a wall like a brick
The only thing you see before I blow off ya shit is my wrist
'Cuz my hand the gun is covered in
Not this range, when I pump this pistol, its very rare I miss it
Damn it on ya lips
Y'all keep talkin like y'all teflon with no weap-ons
Nigga I'm pumpin my four, I ain't throwin no more
Nowadays niggas run upstairs, open they drawer
My circumstance, you ain't got that chance mines in my draw, you get it?
Thats means y'all walks for two dicks, so don't be stupid
and make me use one unless you ?that bitch?
I told these niggas, that I was the sickest bitch
And everytime you spit, I'ma spit some sicker shit
Ridicoulous, I reminise when I blaze the track
Tight shit, make a nigga wanna play ya back
I'm hatin that, but I'ma make 'em all believers
Fuck hot, I'ma come and straight drop a fever
Cop a heater, turn around and pop your leader
And for the followers, I'ma leave their heads hollower
Make your wig twisted as if I was Oliver
Layin in a hospital, hooked up the monitors
Thats for the game, y'all lames just came to first
'Cuz I ain't neva heard a bitch straight flame a verse
I blame the church, how God let you lie like that
Who scribed you for, 'cuz you ain't neva rhymed like that
How the fuck you gon' tell me that chick is tight
She ain't 'aight 'cuz she don't write, you wrong
you turn :)
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Get it right, ya bitch is just a waste of my time throw ya brain away,It's a waste of ya mind think you can spit, I'm spittin ya spine resporator won't be zig zags it'll be be a flat line i'm tellin you what to do when i step in this place the doctor's can't help they got to leave the bullets stuck in ya face.
Illest spit cause see i keep niffin up snot cause if talk then ya moms will find ya dead in a box open casket look i got the gadget that transform right in ya face and melt ya skin like plastic ya bitch my gun will make ya chest burn smoothly when i draw it out it'll look like a western movie try me now, I bet i can make you wet the bed shot gun with the shells that cover ya egg head feds is lookin for me , But i'm a little to fast rob ya set with a gage and a president mask look,i might hit you, ya brain tissue wit a sword as deadly as army missles
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I'm thugged out enough to beat your fucking ass right now
I'll make your best rap wack with a rap right now
Cuz I'm the jacka the calidod pack the yay sacker
Tell your bitch to shut the fuck up for I slap her
Yea the jacka the spectacular my hold makes me
Look like dacula plus the young mob nigga that's smother shit
For the scrill my real niggas noting know who it feels
Bitch open your eyes and realize that you cry on ya
Cover your head and duck when bullets flying on ya
When that ak spits you can't save shit you on your way
To your grave bitch
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I keep my eyes on the prize
Cos ain't nobody killin me I be the Big Gangsta
>From up North no pain no gain
Nigga fuck the fame slide the chips and serve caine
Cos I'ma pack a pistol til' I die bitch and fuck you pigs
that got me down on that hitlist, I know you're followin me
You're round in my 500
but I commence to shake you piggies while I'm gettin blunted
My nigga 2PAC died and now you hoes is hunted
I give a fuck, I'll buck you down and stare, whatever you're comin
I gun em down like a chump bitch, and leave em neckless, front seat
like a stamp, bitch, run up and load another clip
and then I vamp, bitch, this gangbang mentality be havin me amped
I like to smoke bomb-ator, mean and rush a hater
Put a rush in gators, shoulda seen when I sprayed her
Live fast, die early, no heart, no glory
25 with a L cos the judge couldn't feel my story
Oh no, not me, I got kids to feed
Shoot my way out any situation til' death do me
Part from the streets, it's mandatory, got packet ???
And I jack it, it's major dope when I rap it
yeah it's war now this is what we call war
You either respect us ride wit us slide with us
Nigga anything else is obsolete regime life bitch
No love for them bitch niggas that wanna see me under
That's why I step in the car with my forty four
Revolver thunderrrrrrrr I bang them like war missles
Leaving nothing but brain thizzles close range
But slug no pistol got off like king kong
Pushing more cream than ding dongs got the whole city lock
And I'm dropping more kicks than wing chong
If it's a muder yea I knew it if it's personal I do it
You can't fuck with me loc I even had red rags to it
You get choke innocent by standards get smoked
Why you think I stay in a vest nigga this is west coast
The best coast with that sunshine and that ass tagging
top down in a 64 with the ass dragging
I'm a menace and I'm in it for it all like I told
Lil keke and yuk I'm in this to ball
Fuck ya'll nigga to witness this is westside
Troops got a whole crew red and blue and I send them
Straight to you
Known dam well when I slide by hit them wit heat
If it's on then it's on nigga then let it be
I be patrolling your hood with archiball reef
Ready for war thug lord said it before when shit get hot we blo
yh bich now your turn
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you bars are gd tink u ganna beat me ant givin up tho lol ;)
your chick loves my disco stick you keep throwin these bars at me they ant even hiting me im fly flyer than ever pull my ak out you tuching the lether you tink your rely clever but the truth is im on the top sector theres only room 4 one so i gues you done no hard feeling just gues you fucking dum like me or hate me ive still one but ill put u under my wing and show u how its done one day u might be numb one but till im gone ur jst a lil chum so put the mic dwn and you bum cus i ant done
and wat u mean horible under the lst lines ??????
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you thick fuck it ant daniel its daniels
bruv your a fagot a lil magot why u goin on a hype isit cus you bars dont mach mine or isit cus they dont even reach a 9 u remind me of a a rain drop wen your bars come out they just drop your just a fucking sop are u sure your in the right spot this is a big mans game so stop be4 u get your self shot but i understand that your lost go and phone mumy at the local cop shop so i can have a real chalenge like lock stock i can see your mouth drop fuck it i ant ganna stop this is personal its not reverserbal im the game the game always wins no pausing or restarting cus this ant the xbox this is daniels takin wat u got now whoes in the spot you remind me of romeo im so solid but no no no but ok im ganna go wid the flow to wach u sink below into the guter no were to go this is reality bro so pas me the mic and fuck off home now people can wach a pro i ant new to this im true to this your rockin wid a pro and it means professional it ant forgetball select me a beat im competerbal dont act all regreterbal chuck me in th ejungle ill cme old like gold or bras chuck u in ther ur come out wid a stink arss your not to fast your just like my past fucked up and always cmes last look at your girls in the past O. K you started it, your girls got four lips, no tits, and no bum, Hench and only eats pedigree chum, and her toes are busted like your fat thumbs.
Pedigree chum, argument done, cuz your girls got a play station bum, and sways lips, scared, cuz your girls got swayed tits.
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both off uz r tru tru wasteman
lukin 2 clash go change man
ur barz r wack i can tell u r tru tru batty man
shhhhh u waste mam stop copy and pasting your bars isit cus im to flye 4 the likes of you
now take a seat, then open wide fer the meat,
i spit heat, ill incerrate any wack MC that i meet,
fuck the street,pass me the chong ill rip it wile ill merk u by this song dont give me that crap im a muny man turn penies into pounds,pounds into fivers ,fivers into browsers wile your seling them crack sells for fivers first questions after
from time my gun burst no more laughter
them man cant laugh with me
or fist me
one man soldier you must be on crack like whitney or losing your marbles like britney
now whoes looking prity not you ur looking quite sicky so take a hankie and a bicie I spray like CS or H Y P S,
I'm controlling the game like a DS,
And this might offend ya,
You know me from bars that I might've lent yaim fired up, go get a fire truck
i can write a better sixteen
then ur best sixteen-next sixteen
wiv my two eyes shut
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bruv u chat wack your not even in my pack so pass the mic u beta run ome ur mums rubing some mans microphone dont even speak to me with that tone im the king in the throne ill kick your arss sell yyou like gold or brass not even to buy the top grass left that shit in the past fuck it dont aim to come last select me im garunteed to but a bullet in your arss i dont come in with the big macs i come in wid the big tracks i got biger bars than mounteverist your no gangster your a wanker chuck me any beat ill grime to it chuck me any wifey ill ride to it bruv im well known unlike u me4 residents u no i back it pass me the powder u no ill rack it i only used one thing to get know it ant a weapon its a microphone im a chatham boy ill take ya wallet nicly bruv dont move or ill split u in 2 dont cry u newb go ome get mummy to cook u some food wile you in school learning im in the studios merking bruv thats takin the piss your looking like oliver twist you can be my slave ill make u sick in a tick wid this stick if u dont get me a spliff
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one two one two bruv i disspurse fire on every verse fucking your garunteed to get burnt your sticking out like a sore phum but so is your mum lsd now charlie now sensy dont be silly smoking the rifa like bob marly bruv go and get your jacket y you looking away isit cus u cant hack it or isit cus i got talent annd u no u lack it i spit on the mic and get every one on the hype thats y ur gaanna cme bk at me like maggie maloan dont get me twisted im no actor but wen it come to my bars im like the xfactor
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SHUP HERES MY BEST BARS COME ON WERES YURS WEN U LAY YURS C WHO GETS THE MOST VOTES ON THESE BARS START VOTIN THEN COME ON BRUV GIVE IT YA BEST
OH NO DESE GUYZ WANNA HATE ME
FUCK DAT I KNOW DAT U RATE ME
NEVER MISPLACE THIS FACE OR MISTAKE ME
CUZ ARE YOU DUMB DONT TRY TAKE ME
IM DA TUFF NUT YOU CANT HANDLE
HEADBUTT UPPERCUT IM A HANDFUL
YOUR RESPECT GOING ON A DOWNFUL
CORRECT MY FLOW VERY SOUND FULL
LOOK ITS BEST FOR YOU TO RETIRE
CHEK DA BARS I PROVIDE WHEN I FIRE
LOOK GYELS REALISE
ITS ONE GIRL IN MY EYES
I DECIDE TO ADMIRE
DESE YOUTS I NEED TO INSPIRE
SAY IM HATER CUZ YOU’RE A LIAR
YOU CHAT SHIT LIKE STICKS AND CLIPS
COME TO THE BITZ SWITCH BLADE AND FLICK
NOT A SOFT BOY MAN IM HARD LIKE A PEBAL
DON’T SHOT GREEN TO DA TEAM LIKE A REBEL
DON’T PUSH WHITE LIKE A PUSH BIKE
SEE BLUE LIGHTS START PUSHING DA PEDALSMentally ive lost it now thts a cost of coke,
U wanna rob my phone then hope u can outrun a rope,
That slices ur neck when the noose round ur throat,
How u gonna spit lyrics when all u can do is choke,
So rewind back bitch hit a track then ill clap u,
The only midget i witness is u in a tracksuit,
Running round ur business saying how u chasing fast routes,
Please, ur chasing a train thts gone right past u
See i caught tht train coz my brain's lyrically balling,
U play catch up in ur car but its always stallin,
I put my all in, keep brawling, n ima never be calling,
Out peeps t battle when u cant handle it wen u falling.
so im sik wiv tha hits tha twist n blare
ur shit wiv tha bits tha dont compare
kick and share tht lyrics that flare
so quit chatin skils when therz no skills there
some call me dizzy other by ma name
wateva i do idont just ma fame
big in tha im big in tha game
They call me a lyrical time bomb
ratin me as they see me as an icon
never have time off always got time on
never get beat prove dat wen i rhyme on
run out of ink sumhow gotta rite on
rite with the lite off rite with the lite on
spit wida mic offf spit wida mic on
bars got width now gotta put height on
when i was yunga cudnt sleep widout lite on
i was scared of the dark
but now i'll tear u apart if man try 2 hype on
war wid me den wait till ur times gone
shoot a 16 at u den dats ur life gone
im hittin da mark ur rite off im rite on
bars so deep wonderin where the lites gone
everyday im pushin up know dat i fite on
Ill Merk Tempa, Tempa ive got a bad Temper.
Ima Badman for you, Blud dnt you Remember.
You aint a Contender, more like a Pretender.
Ur not Guyfolks, but ur be gone till November.
Ima big Spender. Dnt Jack my Barz Temp,
Im notta Lender. Im the Grime Clash Sender,
Ur Lyrics wont Defend ya. Id hit a little Harder
But I think ur too Tender. Dnt beef me cos
Ima true Eastender. Shottin on the Roads,
More Coke than a Vendor. Ur a likkle Bender.
I grab u by the Throat Temp, then I mite Bend ya.
Remind me of ur Gender! Bit confused so
Ill just call u Brenda. Im sendin again Bren
What is the Agenda?. Ur Swag and cnt Flow.
Show me ur Barz, and I can be the Mender.
Face it then Brenda, its time you Surrender.
And blast off rhymes, within a matter of time
I'm like a leader of organized crime
Destroy within a matter of time
Cuz im an mc that lives with grime
and Your a MC who get too hyped
From a ten word rhyme it took ya hours to type
That's not MCing, that’s just being
weak on his words and never thinkin bout freeing
the lyrical thoughts that I let come out
I'm The Genius of this, I know what it's about
UR A wack MC who claims to be better than
No way I'm frankly more clever than
all of you, each and every one, my son
Pay close attention
I take your brain to another dimension
Hold it, mold it, shape it
You got a knife, yes I wannaUve got 'bare' bars like nothing is in em,
Im religious to the streets, so i guess ur forgiven,
My rhythm is rhyme riddled, listen, im giving u some,
Hitting none, ur a joker, bitch ur as weak as they come,
U aint clashin many men, u aint packing lines,
Ur flashing men in pen hoping theyll suck ur sack dry,
Stop acting invincible, even Pac died,
Ur a pissed off cunt who will never get signed,
So huff n puff n keep spitting ur shit,
I'll leave u shitting bricks im bang on with a script,
Ur nothing but a newbie with his head in the clouds,
Come slew me u true G leave me dead on the ground,
Stop fucking around, k-Ryder ur a creep,
I lay u flat out in a permanent sleep
Im deep in the streets n faggot ive got the latest,
Ur faking the real thing, like a cock of latex.
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