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Sealz Diss
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goin against a crew member for the audio championships
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Charts
Peak #811
Peak in subgenre #34
Author
JOKERJOE2
Rights
YEAH, DONT TOUCH IT!
Uploaded
July 25, 2008
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MP3 1.8 MB 128 kbps 1:59
Lyrics
Ima murder this furball, yup, im cutting you up// Wit the left youl catcha beat down, while the rights fuckin you up// Ima pummel this pup, cuz I aint done wit this fuck// Im rhymin, you cryin, while im fuckin ya slut// sent ya bitch a trip ticket, so I could cum in her guts// So while im up in the cut, ya wife tonguing my nutts// Ima knock you on ya ass, like you had a gallon of captain// you aint the ring mic fights champ, you just a fag wit an accent// This cats a fag, not a man, he’s a damn female// All ya raps ass, they get trashed like spam emails// Crap like wack retail, you’ll get scratched like bad details// Shyt, my whip got more hits, then this kid, ya tracks derail// Im here, snatchin the win, cuz im crackin his chin// Cats gon see his face, and ask “yo, what happened to him?”// Im like “I was bashin it in, wit tha back of my tims// Now seals cryin, im smiling, while im laughin again// And if I see his ass again, it’l happen again// Quick to snatch and grab a bitch, & blast his ass wit a pen// I said ima kill bill, cuz his skills is nill// fa real, whoever set this up, wanted ta see ya grill spill// & even tho you weak, please believe I wont ignore you// cuz you couldn’t beat me, if Priest & Jokes wrote for you// & don’t know if he’ll no-show, but lord knows I hope so// cuz ide hate to hafta tell the whole globe, that he’s a homo// oh no! I did it!, but that was unintentional// I just think yall need ta know, that seals sucks genitals// ima make you bust yo ass, like an acrobat without balance// fam, face the facts, you cant rap without talent// ill kill you & shyt in ya casket, im that nasty bastid// cuz ya verse aint worth the two ply I wipe my ass wit// Stab em in his throat, leave him holdin his larynx// Then take aim at his folks, yeah im smokin his parents/// congrats on the baby, I heard yousa proud papa// don’t make ya kid a statistic, notha son without a fatha// cuz my shots’l drop ya, ill punch ya oblongata// don’t believe me watch, (gun shot) see, I gotcha// ima champion, prick, & im spittin champion hits// ill give ya chick half of my dick, & have her gag on my kids// im the champ of this shyt, better check who you battelin wit// how you gon win the championship when you aint a champion bitch//
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bigboybonez
Apr 29, 2009
dam yo u killed that one bro sick