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Story behind the song
So this fag gets one weak diss track on some compilation CD and he thinks he's hot... and then thought he was safe talking shit about me WA-A-A-AY over at BLA...
Lyrics
So this Terrence-bitch wanna step in the game//
And then talk shit, but I barely remember his name//
Why you named Spit-Fire? you can't spit fire//
When Spit-Fire tries to rock a mic, shit fires//
My dick's tired... Terrence you fuckin queer//
You ridin my dick, but I'm not even there//
Talkin to ya friends, thinkin I won't respond//
Next you'll be found in some kinda pond
Imma beast and ya bars are too fuckin weak//
Imma rapper and a freak you just a bastard and a geek//
You ain't gangsta at all... you just a miscreant//
All I have to do is look at em and he's hesitant//
It's irrelevant, ya can't rap I done toldja//
I'm armed to the teeth, I could kill you with a molar//
You're a soldier... of the Salvation Army//
Rockin a tamberine... Terrence, ya can't harm me//
Robbin Terrence's hood with my merry men//
He don't want none, peeps be askin where Terry went//
He's scared... I'll leave this motherfuck impaired shit//
You ain't ridin on 40's you ridin on a sit n spin//
I got iced-out bazooka with a silencer//
I'll take it off and let the boom silence ya//
You're Highlander... cause you like to battle in skirts//
Ya want beef? try rappin with cattle first//
Ya had to rap at Joe's cause momma don't know you rap//
And she'd be embarrassed if she heard you flow that crap//
Please notice that I'm much iller than you//
I'll spray ya house and cut up ya fuckin car with a ginu//
You worthless fuck... do you think you're cool?//
When you think Desert Eagles... you think Franklin zoo//
I'm puttin a rash on ya... use some baby power fast//
But there's still no way you can cover ass//
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