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Peak #1,558
Peak in subgenre #106
Author
RC
Rights
RC
Uploaded
April 03, 2004
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Lyrics
I’m sick of this Canadian bitch, raisin-his-fists
like he’s a threat, but damn.. he’s overrated-n-shit
You aint no mack, thiers a difference with rapin-n-sex
Cuz he’s bout 20 and hasn’t had a date-since-grade-six!
He had to fuck his cousin, to start dating-his-kids!
And damn son you sound, like Cartman throwing a tantrum
Long keys on his chorus like the American Anthem
Have ya eyes pop out, like you were Marylin Manson
And how expecting to win with a recycled-verse?
But before I expose ya, I’m ruin ya title-first
Let me be simon and you’ll be the American Idol-nerds
Cuz fo sho you’re gettin cut, didn’t think I’d notice?
Thought ya had this won? Battlin me, a novice
Cuz I spit and murk first, then I expose-kids
So why’d you recycle bro? Thought you had the flow-bitch
And I bet this phat ass had to bite his whole-shit
On another rap board, then he claimed he wrote-it
right when he woke up, and his Cool edit loaded
Cuz dude just ate breakfast, so yeah he exploded
When on shady soldiers, tried to delete his old-verse
Tried to calm his nerves, with a gallon of foldgers
and with a dozen of doughnuts the size of boulders
Inside o his stomache, even his soul-burst
passed out on his bead, broke the springs
Started hopen-for-things, like me not findin his verse
So now everyone “Hears Rich” like gold-earrings
So call me out when ya decide to write some new-shit
Get DJ Clue to play it, then claim it exclusive!
*Where he Recycled*
http f://shadysoldiers.com/forum/forum_posts.asp?TID=6371&PN=10
Atheist bro, you tell me who’s-the-best-to-spit?
Sik murdered you once, and you got confuse-depressed-n-shit
His shit’ll never amount.. So bro let me do-the-estimate
gets his fans on his dick, damn this dude-is-desperate
He’ll win battles by DQ, and he’ll loose-the-rest-or-quit
Damn I’ll nail ya coffin, and make sure ya rest-when-ripped
Cuz man I’m the type, to have ya start believing-in-Christ!
Thinks his ‘flows are sweet’ and finds himself eating-the-mic!
Now he aint breathing-alright, cuz the refrigerators empty,
and thiers not enough grease-in-his-site, only swiss cheese-n-sum-rice
And that’s not Phat enough, and fat is the reason-he-writes
Aint thiers no chest to punch, cuz his cleavage-aint-wide
So when my punches leave, they’re stuck-in-ya-stomache
Scale one thru ten? I’d say ya doublin-six-hundred!
So it’s a joke sayin he’s Phat, so fuck-it-ya-done-with
Atheist sounds like a gremlin-on-X with neverending-effects
spending-his-checks on drugs so he can have a-tension-in-sets
Mention-his-neck, cuz he has a pain-in-it thats endin-respect
Tries to ‘help pussies’ so he can blend-in-with-vets!
His shit aint gotta verse(nope) just a retarded chorus
Puts on a Dragon Ball Z voice, cuz his real voice will bore-us
You good? It must be just you, empty like your dorm-bitch
And my punches are coming like ya tummy...Enormous!
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