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-vs- Combat
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Against ma man Combat on Intro-Spect, Got tha quality on lock fo this track..
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Dark horrorcore rap artist. I write some of the darkest songs youll ever heard
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Peak #1,296
Peak in subgenre #105
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Masked Reaper
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Masked Reaper
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September 03, 2004
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MP3 1.8 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Battling ma man Combat fo old times sake
Lyrics
Dont think i fear ur wack sh** when the fact is You cant write ur own punches and its me u keep askin Bastard.. There'll be no mercy until the end.. Wit tha illest sends, i'm the quickest to kill a friend Aprehend... Everyone knows u aint a hard ass.. You been a wreck since ur brother died in that car crash Times past, You talk death but its yours due... F*** You, You cried to me when ur little b*** dumped you And yo, its now a known fact that ur wack... Your known as the abortion of kangaroo jack Sad but a fact , u brag about masterbation The shotty will *spread ash* like rejoicin a cremation F*** in b*** ,have u got that feelin that ur ripped yet? F*** ur mic skillz, ur known for DIck ridin chincheck Im droppin ya , the hottest of flows are stoppin ya U couldnt *rap on beat* if u *recorded on a heart monitor* Ya stupid , The loser here is you b*** Cos outcha whole audio, at no point did u stay on the music Tonights a silent night , U know im tha violent type Son You couldnt *beat MR* if you was a *Violent Wife* Fill ur eyes wid spikes , To me ur jus Easy Prey f** , You sucked on ur collaboration wid DZK He made u look bad, i didnt like u at all Only way ur *beatin death* is *masterbatin at a funeral* You stalk me, U got a fascination wit ma rhymes But You couldnt * hit the spot* wit tha dalmations in a line Ya screamin, but no one hears u yellin for sorrow Cos u *drew the short straw* like f*** in *elvs at mcDonalds* Your gonna die f** , so close ya hands as u prey How can u be tight when no one understands what u say? So theres no more son, I aint gonn let u borrow my lyrics I killed you in half ur time, So FUCK YOUR TIME LIMIT
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