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Rap, Hip Hop
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Song Info
Genre
Charts
#4,883 in subgenre
Peak #46
Charts
Peak #2,670
Author
NoGimiks
Rights
Orchard on the beat
Uploaded
March 17, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:45
Story behind the song
i dont get this, these soundclick clowns (sound) ridiculous/
downin the vicious, to crown they own positions/
(i'm) semi-suspicous, of these jacked up inentions/
who wants to get big, off of just spittin disses/
Nogimik defenses, jacked lyrical missles/
rap with an impirical mental/
im a lyrical hummer, you're a lyrical pinto/
simple aint it, I www.rap slash axe these acts with these verbal portraits i've painted/
you're more fake than a (confused sexual orientation)
if you've thought gay, then gay, and your lines have thought it
which basically means your rhymes are straight-up gayness/
thats why im takin aim, at those hoes takin aim, at names in the game just to reach the fame/
you dind't speak my name, but the heat became, when i reaped these flames/
this is hip hop, (oh) you thought this was a game/
of you (no) i am not afraid, and (dude) (no) im not playing/
stroled so many musical miles you can call me davis/
matter a fact to you i'm (I symbolize) pain an anguish/
but you're the greatest, congradulations, thats amazin, but man thats... complicated/
how r u so great when you tracks are outdated/
plus you sound faded, plus you now made me/
an enemy, now you hate me, simp-pah-lee, bcuz me im..-intimidating/
(i'm) sittin listening, listenin and debating/
thought you i had you pegged, instead i had it wrong/
thought your style was ill, until i saw change a hype beat into a bad song/
i'll admit it, i didnt' understand, but now i get it/
apparetnly spititn disses best way to get your sorry (sh*t) listed/
so get this you're bout to do battle with the sickest/
so bow out now, before you get an inkling suspicion/
that you have a chance, or the intention of winnin/
becuase this battle was over before its begginin/
lyrically vicous, spit flamible lines than dmagae emcees
my mechanical mandible is a canible that hannibles emcees/
i end hip hop careers like knee injuries to athletes/
been sitten and objectively observin, and determined not to even speak/
just clinched my fist, and gritted my teeth/
seen deezy easily defeat and decease emcees/
but you geeks still think its a eazy way.. to soundclick startum/
seen em hand out more loses than governers hand out pardens/
not a dzk dick rider, im just gettin sick tired/
of seeing no name emcees rise higher and higher/
taking stab after stab this is gettin retarded/
rap cats with dreams that keep em hopin/
then they hit the scene wit things that get em broken/
dude, did u see what he did to fokissed/
so chris is the boss, then im an emporer, he's a minion/
only reason im doin' this, you see im addicted to winnin/
dont worry this is almost over, closin, closen to its endin/
im intended to cause a hell of fus/
cuz my rhymes drive to school, while yours ride the mini yellow bus/
guess we know what that means, your rap styles iq is a lot lower, sho nuff, its confused its a dufus/
a fewvgood punch lines but most your rhymes were stupid/
on the other hand, i seem to flow like fluid/
a lucritive flow, that freddy krugers your flow/
you actually kinda remind me, of that loser in blow/
instead of betraying a friend to get to the top/
you made an enemy out of a dude that you can not/
beat/
kamakaze/ stop/ please/
before you're face to face w/
you're hip hop/ g- r- a- v- e-/
Lyrics
i dont get this, these soundclick clowns (sound) ridiculous/
downin the vicious, to crown they own positions/
(i'm) semi-suspicous, of these jacked up inentions/
who wants to get big, off of just spittin disses/
Nogimik defenses, jacked lyrical missles/
rap with an impirical mental/
im a lyrical hummer, you're a lyrical pinto/
simple aint it, I www.rap slash axe these acts with these verbal portraits i've painted/
you're more fake than a (confused sexual orientation)
if you've thought gay, then gay, and your lines have thought it
which basically means your rhymes are straight-up gayness/
thats why im takin aim, at those hoes takin aim, at names in the game just to reach the fame/
you dind't speak my name, but the heat became, when i reaped these flames/
this is hip hop, (oh) you thought this was a game/
of you (no) i am not afraid, and (dude) im not playing/
stroled so many musical miles you can call me davis/
matter a fact to you i'm (I symbolize) pain an anguish/
but you're the greatest, congradulations, thats amazin, but man thats... complicated/
how r u so great when you tracks are outdated/
plus you sound faded, plus you now made me/
an enemy, now you hate me, simp-pah-lee, bcuz me im..-intimidating/
(i'm) sittin listening, listenin and debating/
thought you i had you pegged, instead i had it wrong/
thought your style was ill, until i saw change a hype beat into a bad song/
i'll admit it, i didnt' understand, but now i get it/
apparetnly spititn disses best way to get your sorry (sh*t) listed/
so get this you're bout to do battle with the sickest/
so bow out now, before you get an inkling suspicion/
that you have a chance, or the intention of winnin/
becuase this battle was over before its begginin/
lyrically vicous, spit flamible lines than dmagae emcees
my mechanical mandible is a canible that hannibles emcees/
i end hip hop careers like knee injuries to athletes/
been sitten and objectively observin, and determined not to even speak/
just clinched my fist, and gritted my teeth/
seen deezy easily defeat and decease emcees/
but you geeks still think its a eazy way.. to soundclick startum/
seen em hand out more loses than governers hand out pardens/
not a dzk dick rider, im just gettin sick tired/
of seeing no name emcees rise higher and higher/
taking stab after stab this is gettin retarded/
rap cats with dreams that keep em hopin/
then they hit the scene wit things that get em broken/
dude, did u see what he did to fokissed/
so chris is the boss, im a emporer, your a minion/
only reason im doin' this is cuz im addicted to winnin/
dont worry this is almost over, closin, closen to its endin/
im intended to cause a hell of fus/
cuz my rhymes drive to school, while yours ride the mini yellow bus/
guess we know what that means, you styles iq a lower, sho nuff, its confused its a dufus/
a fewvgood punch lines but most your rhymes were stupid/
on the other hand, i seem to flow like fluid/
a lucritive flow, that freddy krugers your flow/
you actually kinda remind me, of that loser in blow/
instead of betraying a friend to get to the top/
you made an enemy out of a dude that you can not/
beat/
kamakaze/ stop/ please/
before you're face to face w/
you're hip hop/ g- r- a- v- e-/
