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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,317
Peak in subgenre #752
Author
Epic
Uploaded
February 07, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.0 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
man this kid really thinkin he hot, act like he runnin the spot
when in reality he born to get dropped
believe it or not, you never had a reason to pop
sent the first shot at me not thinkin of the consquences
never knew that i'd hop ya fences
but epic proved that I bomb relentless
there's no excuse dawg ya shit's rejected
i'm a wizard with words
you ain't worthy to become an apprentice
menace to hip hop music man i'm runnin you out
just like i did last year you know what i'm about
switched the route, changed the name tried reloadin the game
but then you dissed me again, looks like the path is the same
everybody know you wack but you, what do i have to do
to end this hopeless dream infinite pursue
not just for your sake we all want to stop
but oh, that's right, only you know hip hop
in that case dawg i'm changin my sight
cause if you determine hip hop i don't wanna be right
forced to play my game make you a victim in it
two fists to ya eyes makin them shits look tinted
end up diminished in this fight you ain't built for war
it's been three rounds and you ain't come close to score
from beginning to the end all ya shit got served
and left ya brain fucked up like some laced up herbs
hook x2
they shootin! awww got you fooled
it's just infinite on his ps2
playin socom thinkin that shit is gully
memory cards can't save you from this epic bully
maybe i been naive, thought that you could compete
instead of steppin up ya game ya shit steadily weak
this shit is gettin boring just lettin you know
this is the last round better try and bring that shit home
and stop reppin ny bitch get played like a fool
you might wanna be attached but we don’t want you
always saying you know crackheads, that shit don’t amount
cause ya mother’s brother’s friend don’t count
all ya shit’s played out, another hip hop clone
read eminem’s bio and you made it ya own
recruitin black kids thinking it’ll make ya shit bang
but buck rogers the equivalent of carlton banks
i’ma be frank, I don’t care if you real
and I could care less what you think about my skills
cause when it comes down to it this is music we make
and if it’s really being trash then you take the cake
hook x2
son you a bake sale, I’m the entenmann king
now be a good little bitch while you kiss the ring
put ya tail between ya legs and just flee the scene
never again on yo ass will I waste a beat
