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A diss towards this big wigger.
hiphop rap free dirty freestyle rhyme spit sick flow amazing wordplay metaphors cory contini similes
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Coming out of Ottawa, this young rapper prides himself on lyrical ability and conceptual ideas. Using simple equipment, Conics has made the best of his situation proving to be a force in local circles. Freestyling to recordings, Conics is bound for greatness if given the opportunities.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #6,915
Peak in subgenre #175
Author
Conics
Rights
Copyright to Dj Destroyer Productions 2004
Uploaded
July 06, 2005
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MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 4:39
Story behind the song
This guy was just actin way too black for his own good.
Lyrics
now i aint a guy to start no sh** but this muthaf*** a needs a diss so listen, im spittin the truth on this im reppin notting hill with a golden kiss from my golden mouth, with golden rhymes to get to my level, you better start to climb cause i got so many lines like i was a coke dealer and if you got a b*** , im a steal-her f*** her, dump her leave her on the curb listen white boy, you live in a suburb quit actin different cause we all smoke the same herb im the king of this sh** like james in the proverbs yea b*** , i got biblical sightings in my writings, so just stop fighting cause i got god on my side and ima clothin you with robidium chloride they'll think its suicide get in my lyrical pan and you'll get fried and no one will even know that you just died no one will even notice that your line is flat cause you overshadowed by me like i was fat i dare you to clap back with your rap you'll get murked while falling to my trap go to sleep b*** , just take a nap and please mr gangster, dont bust a cap i aint hood like you so i just scrap and i got you stuck in my saran wrap between my skill and yours are gaps it makes madonna's teeth look close and im burnin you so bad, they call you toast and now you gettin ripped lyrically whipped like you fresh off the slave ship but that would make you black and you aint that your only wack, you white as crack cause if i took a kodak with white in the back it wouldnt be abstract, in fact it'd be the opposite, monotonous like a straight track i eat real mc's for lunch so you just a snack you gettin attacked and crunched but you cant react put my sh** over yours and then subtract the number would be so big like it was jacked cause your skills are smaller than a fraction its like you a comedy and im an action cause people laugh at you but people value me like a statue and this is all part of the script alex and im tired of your black antics im sick with these lyrics you hear it and then you fear it paintin pictures? i slam harder than onyx and your art is not a crime so your not a convict dont start to rap before you know phonics im so much smarter, thats why the call me conics im findin the loci, and the focus point is me your just an added feature, the main joint is me no one see's you standin next to me cause your no contest for me this sh** never stops, it just keeps goin like the nile b*** , i just keep flowin im so bright with my insight that im glowin and you like a guy dyke so you blowin and you talk about puttin the red to my head leave me dead, but the only head shot u got was in bed f** muthaf*** a, you aint from the hood so just act white like you should and if im gangstarr, im leavin you right where you stood past tense b*** cause i just killed ya and like ya dad does, i just filled ya with these rhymes that are skilled, yea im breakin u down so i can re-build ya i'll be like Zedd and just mold ya turn you into a destroyer soldier windsor is not the hood, your just a fake be real dog, you whiter than a snowflake and im superior like the lake so there aint much at stake for me cause i started this, and now ima take you g take the win, put it in my bin and now it begins, this war im in but i aint scared, in fact im happy im blowin you up like i was Acme you aint got guns, you aint got sh** son the closest you get to a 9 are the girls you hit on i could make fun of you all day but i cant count how many ways (why not?) because there isnt a number high enough to end this phrase i could go on for days and still amaze and i aint a phase, just leavin u in a haze a lyrical maze, leave you lost like a stray i will win on all days that end in Y and im gonna leave you with something to die before i say goodbye and beleive me, it aint no lie your just a f*** in wigger and if you were any bigger you'd only be a bigger wigger so consider your self a lucky sona b*** if you survive cause when
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