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#3,000 in subgenre
Peak #22
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Peak #3,733
Author
VitaL
Rights
2006 X[D]
Uploaded
June 19, 2006
Track Files
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:11
Lyrics
[v1]
If ur all about a dollar ima be about a penny
I write my own lyrics got any bitten shit to lend me?
Try to send me on my way, I wish I neva stayed
Heard this fake shit long enuff, now its time to pray
On these weak cowards, tell ur famm u need flowers!
Push ya box over the dirt, u need special powers!
I don’t got a S on my chest, not even a vest!
Who’s the best, I challenge ya whos takin bets?
You’ll explode like the spaceship up in the air
My words defy’n gravity, you couldn’t compare
U a stocky dude but u need to stop wasting food
Give it to the needy even tho they not feel’n you!
Ima grimey dude, wish u neva disrespected me
Now its gottah be a tragedy, u learn ya lesson be?
Step to me again u’ll have a widow standin next to me!
A black spider, neva letchu get the best of me
[hook x2]
This is fight night, everybody wanna fight right?
Put ya hands up so u could Plug in ya night light!
A sight for sore eyes from u holdin that ice tight!
Wrong or right, this is fight night cmon fight right!
[v2]
My blood boils over, Tempers flarin up
I don’t give a fucc who u r, u got no lucc!
Try my patience, I will bury each n every one of u
Whutchu tryna do I will leave u like a vegetable!
U layin there lifeless, im sayin its priceless
I gotchu where I want u now ive come to entice this!
Invite this, u want a fight I’ll show u righteous!
Picc up a knife, I’ll knock u out with my right fist!
My punch is deadly, ur acrobatic doin flips!
I’m done whit this bitch, dead bleed’n from the lips
G ur not around, I will g u outtah town..
Get a new sound, ur a window shop’n clown..
Ur the weakest in ya squad, look at ur career
Hustle hard then sell out - its my biggest fear
That’s the best u had, this is now a real massacre
I’m sorry Miss Jackson.. somebody had to bury her!
[hook x2]
[v3]
I’m look’n down now, u wanna be underground?
Lets go round for round ive been waitin for the bell to sound
This is round 3, u got 3 hard verses?
I’m mugg’n this bitch, no matter whut the purse is!
I don’t care who was look’n, I’ll run up from behind
U’r bury’n ur career, While im promotin mine!
I like banks, I even put sum money in em
Take yaself out the game, u realize u’r kill’n em!
I’ll make a candy shop of horrors sound real nice
I raise hell as I come up, neva ask for a price!
Put it on my head, I kno u’d like to see me dead
I’ll step up on ya block jus to battle u instead!
U a funny type, bad actin job in the movies
I’d rather die tryin than to have fake groupies
I got my own fans, they used to be urs
Now u can watch the takeover, n gimme my applause!
[hook x2]
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