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This song was done for a track battle on the Kj board. It is about how annoying rappers can be when they compare stuff using the word 'like' so much.
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Christian Rapper from PHOENIX ARIZONA
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Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Christian Rap
Charts
Peak #1,557
Peak in subgenre #132
Author
PraiZe
Rights
Infinite Records
Uploaded
April 13, 2007
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MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 4:06
Lyrics
(1) Like…like…like…mic check 1-2-3/ Every single rapper out there wanna be like me/ (psych) I bring others to Christ to become his soldiers/ At times my rhymes are dark like a cup of Foldgers/ My mic was a present so I have the mic presence/ While I give my 2 cents y’all hand me a life sentence/ Chain me to my mic and fake me out to I’m gifted/ Knowin’ y’all are joking please say it yaint hurt my feelins’/ I’m fed up with it like Mickey D’s and Ronald/ He’s the skinnest guy I ever seen that eats at mcdonalds/ I get my song hits over on my soundclick/ Getting more controversy than Anna Nicole Smith/ But that’s beside the point like a needle nexta thread/ Wonderful brought to you by my old self Wonderbread/ I’m 2 years running it now my house has a doorman/ When I first started rap it was foreign to me like Borat/ (Hook) Please stop okay I am sick of this…/ Like wise to write rhymes comparing yourself to everythin/ “La-like la-like” this is all I hear/ Y’all win an award for most repetitive of the year/ Come on now can’t y’all say something new?/ Thought y’all were so clever but just for a second or 2/ “La-like la-like” stop the madness/ Get off the mic and stop pretendin your rappin!/ (2) Bob ya head to my music ya brain turns into scrambled eggs/ Lyrical heat encrusted in my veins like the sun in PHEENEXX/ Lil Wayne promises me that he will make it rain/ How is it possible when you live in a giant frying pan/ You can’t stop me like the traffic in New York/ Or like the drama that goes on - on the Kj board/ So I factor it all in like some mathematical factors/ Throw in some preschool words to sound like some secular rappers/ I remix this flow so I can rock the stage/ All my songs were sounding the same like UNK’s/ So like when I praise the Lord – I grab my sword/ Slice the devil in half like “what was I waitin for?” I don’t wanna die tonight so I tell Satan please/ Stab his empty chest like the ringwraiths in lord of the rings/ Sayin “like” so much I swear I sound like a parrot/ 2 Pauly’s want a cracker? Well y’all have to share meh/ (Hook) (Verse 3) Useless are your rhymes you must confess/ While me? I deliver my message to you like UPS/ Words ridin this flow like some waves in cali/ My lines always work out like they workin at Ballys/ Y’all savour my lines like it was a hunk of juicy steak/ These lines are “GREAT” like ya eatin frosted flakes/ So will y’all close the gate to this so called haunted house/ Cuz this junk is straight scary what is flowin outta my mouth/ I’ve got this game on lock but I think I lost the key/ I could ask the guard for a spare but he couldn’t unlock me/ I attack these rhymes like a World War battle/ Keep violence on the d/l I’m supposed to set an example/ God revolves around my life like a revolving door/ He holds the mic in my hand so if I let go it won’t hit the floor/ So if ya aint got God in ya life..like like..what are you waitin for?
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