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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #8,938
Peak in subgenre #4,871
Author
Poetic
Uploaded
September 14, 2003
Track Files
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MP3 2.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Movin' Onto Round 3
Lyrics
Verse 1
you cant even play chess, you too 'fake'-to-beat-me/
this battles like 'relaxin', imma 'take-it-easy'//
this time you bit off more than you can chew-on-son/
you didnt want me you was beggin for a two-on-one//
and its aiigh, i didnt have to win that text tourney
cuz nojeel done whooped enough ass for-me// (nojeel won who got bars on
ar)
and so you type but nah you aint really-tha-best/
i could learn braille and still not be feelin-yah-text//
and who da hell does a peaches and cream remix? /
and in chinese cuz you cant even speak english// (poor chinese remix)
i'll beat this weak kid u got no skillz at rhymin/
and ill mess with yah keg like a brain of hienekin// (did that on purpous)
dont post drop yah verse you gon get laughed and peed on/
who da hell would willingly collab with leon?// (collab w leon on
paradise)
watch see knight shift when he tries to play hard/
he'd only stop if he got hit with a space bar//
welcome to round two but too bad yah times done/
madda fact you shouldve lost last round to line one//
im 'shinin brighter' than yah new 'chest plate'/ (armor, like for knights)
its been fun but now you gotta lose 'checkmate'//
if he looks up im the best rapper around him/
and you outta date like chess master two thousand// (an old version)
dawg i rhyme 'solid' how you gonna 'see-thru-me?'/
remember grandmasters lost to 'deep-blue-sea'//(comp programmed to play
chess)
you see i gotta 'crossover'to fake-you-out/
like yah food yah only good if i take-you-out// (chinese takeout)
Verse 2
hell no you ignoramous your name isnt that famous/ ('many names')
the same lyrics im facin, same crap in different casin'// (new name, same
waccness)
you say you spit bars dawg you cant even say bars/ (mr fob)
and you bite half your lyrics from those kats at AR // (he bites off
aznraps)
hey dawg, wanted me to take it easy-i-would/
howd you like it if i slammed yah head into a piece-of-plywood//
until it cracced open, id 'sew' it up to make yah 'flows-tyter'/
but then id have to 'cut' you off from yah ghost writers//
and with a face like that you wont be gettin any-dames/ (no girls for you)
maybe thats why yah audio link says 'many-names'// (his audio link)
cuz like yah game rep the rap reputation preceeds-you/
we dont battle, we form into a line just to beat-you//
hear the crash sound? get ready to clash now/
when everybody laughs at cuz yur the class clown//
and you act tough, tell me is you really that hard?/
tell me didnt the weaker lungs killed off by sars// (no breathe
control=death)
how bout some hemoroids to leave you at deaths-gate/
white queen to knight i'll C3 (see three) peaCe 'checcmate'//
you dont just dicc ride you get these vets/
i dont need a queen to beat you like this was chinese chess//
and if you bet on KS then believe yah mad wrong/
he dont even play chess, hed rather lose at mah jong// (that one game)
im like a war experiment the way these vets test me/
just shut up guy and go bacc to organizing FSB // (the tourney your
organizing now)
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