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Song Info
Genre
Charts
#2,205 in subgenre
Peak #12
Charts
Peak #1,026
Author
Kaptain
Uploaded
March 28, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.2 MB • 128 kbps • 4:37
Lyrics
I'm givin' you one song to settle it, who's runnin' this settlement?/
You gunnin' and meddlin', move somethin' an sell a bit/
Then I might celebrate like it was truth you were tellin'/
'Til then I'm tellin' the truth in this boot 'til i dismember it/
So let's paint a picture o' this man standin' in front o' me/
Blockin' my path like an ant attackin' a bumblebee/
Got no weapons, so he just hacks back, gets stung and bleeds/
You got nothin' to gain so you wack assholes are pumpin' me/
Ha, and you think that I'm afraid o' you?/
Not on the track, I'll holla back quick as my ladies do/
Let's talk o' rap, you want the facts? I know my placement, you/
Tryna escape, I'm placin' you back where your face is due/
'Cause face it, me, I got a scheme, switch up the plot I do/
While you steady stealin' your rhyme patterns from Dr. Seuss/
See, you sound exactly how I thought o' you/
An ignorant white kid who knows nothin' bout hip-hop as music/
Or as a movement, recite the four key elements/
O' hip-hop, and maybe I'll reform these sentences/
But if you know 'em, notice nowhere in the core that's present is/
The gangsta lifestyle that seems adored by present kids/
So what, you from North Bend and poppin' them thangs?/
'Cause by the look o' your environment you hardly need gangs/
So if you target and pop me for some talkin' on pages/
It's irresponsible o' the lifestyle you talk o' portrayin'/
Alright, put that inside o' your pipe and smoke it/
Bite down and think 'bout what kinda life you holdin'/
'Cause when you livin' a lie, how can the mic be open/
To your true thoughts and feelin's? They might be stolen/
Just like the act that you usin', look at your background/
A fat asshole who went from North Bend to "Yak"-town/
Keep yakkin' it up, 'cause eventually dreams crash down/
And Halfbreed's coattails aren't strong enough for some fat clown/
Told me you got a pack o' fans, I'll believe you for now/
But it ain't your skill, it's because o' your team that your down/
You like the Bizarre o' D12, comic relief that you have/
But an MC, nahhh, you're just gleefully bad/
It's hilarious, you makin' me laugh easily, shit/
This whole thing started because Halfbreed's in a diss/
And I can understand his, his diss was reasonably skilled/
Don't talk on levels that you can't actually reach in this field/
In your diss, you talk about bein' on the same level as me?/
People can tell that's false, from the lack of intellect in your speech/
It's all gun talk with small pauses to rep for your streets/
I see why you can't get my diss, 'cause I'm intelligent, please/
And as far as smarts go, dissin' me was the stupidest/
When you claim to have fans that'll listen when you get dissed/
'Cause they'll realize how much better I am then you at this/
So that just pushes me up, and it's bye bye for you, ya dig/
But I'm sure you'll still come at me actin' as if your thugh, mean/
While I keep shittin' on you like laxatives in my blood stream/
But it's bad for you 'cause you on blast now, ya punk, I'm cleanin'/
Out your closet for you, so your fans can see you suck, see/
You can try an' do the same, but you'd have to make up shit/
'Cause I'm all up front in my raps, straight up bitch/
Which is why I'm not claimin' that you gon' get sprayed up, just/
Like you were sayin' to me, 'cause I'm not a gangsta, listen/
It's all cool to beef, but you gotta understand it first/
And a good reason to go at it, a plan that works/
'Cause it seems to me that you attackin' like your man's was hurt/
Which is why I'm now swingin' on three people I haven't hurt/
Cabo was the true starter, and I explained why I was dissin' him/
Then Halfbreed came in, and threw some punches instead of him/
Now we move down the line to some cocky untalented/
Kid that I have to diss just to prove that I'm better than/
And it's pitiful to see this weak ass little gimmick/
After hearin' how strong your team's asses were, given/
It's gonna be biased whe
