Two Brothers, Rapping, cuz we can
Sup, peepz, This is where Dizno and Demac tracks are gonna be, WE are out of texas, Demac is the star i'm just backing him Aiight.
Lyrics
(hook)
Verse 1
Don't let that win last time go all to ya head, I beat that ass, fuck what the voters said/
Platinum sounds was a failure you didn't have one hit, you were born out ya mom's ass we knew you wasn't shit.
You might live in the south, but you lack the purity, dog ya bars are so old they collect social secuity.
Now I'm taxing that ass, cuz you got ya sight off bitch i'm the southern asset you just a write off/
You don't have a gun bitch you caught in ya lie, the only time you clapped is doing the cha cha slide.
I'm putting ya fake ass on front street only cuz i haveta, i put you on more hard time than a case of viagra/
I'm colder with the flow, my lyrics are more than simple, leave you toasted i'll get a deal from quiznos, Dizno the sum of all ya fears, so do the math, you throwing ya best shot and all i can do is laugh
(hook)
Verse 2
You're more useless than a busted trojan, now you less of a man that gary colman, I got you scared of the man in the mirror, cuz you likely to flop, now you feel inadequte like todd bridges (willis) in bicycle shops, or MJ in day cares, your fake off the top like women with fake hair/
Oh you thow slugs at my dome, yet we all know, the only slugs you've ever thrown is escargot/
I best you really think you just that sick, BITCH!!!, you not even good enough to be stuck on my dick. Your a fucking joke, you'll never make it big, and you'll never have a chick unless you put her in your sig.
Your a loser, you asking to be dead, cuz ya life's empty like your keystyle threads. You beating me, you better off raping ya hand, so you can practice sucking like fred off making the band.
(shit talking)
