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Peak #590
Peak in subgenre #39
Author
n0vy
Uploaded
January 18, 2008
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MP3
MP3 3.0 MB • 128 kbps • 3:13
Lyrics
I stole ya beat, go ahead and report me like you did Rasp,
Kid snitch, Kid lisp, basically Kid Ass
... Kick up the base, I'm startin to kick ass
Ya can't pronounce ya name like you sippin on slim fast (kid thin)
U fuckin wit me? HARDLY
This the diss you dreaded like the locks of Marley
You ain't fine like wine, more like boxed bacardi, and I'm sorry
I had to kill "MC suckin on Charles's meat"
See me in the burbs, come across me on Broad Street
Either way it's costly cuz I'm a fuckin boss B
... but you? You're outdated like dial-up
Ya dud raps couldn't be clean with Dove and Dial suds
What's to say of ya name, you been in the game
For 20 years and ya whole career is still a child bruh
You ain't hot, you been mild and milder
Blander and blander till time expires ya
You as dope as asprin
and you been workin real hard to go from never was to has been
I get em laughin and clappin
Just from some dumb little punches that I scribbled on a napkin
I give a shit about battlin...
wait, that's a lie, last diss you heard me crappin
So lemme rephrase
I'd rather no show like Sin's hair line, sit back, and just blaze
But this a must play when I'm jackin his beat
While he beatin and jackin, I popped him with his own heat
With the typa shit that he bumpin on his own street
Whether that's the hood... or Momma's burb homie.
What a shock, cuz he talkin bout Pluto and Spock
and prolly try'n call me a nerd when it drops
So wussup muh Nerd? Wussup muh Nerd?
Hey Kid Burb you can say that N-Word
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