Lyrics:
yourself buried
Wow, you’re not ready, you Bangladeshian
You’re not steady
You Ethiopian excuse of an emcee
You better keep bullshit in your belly
Yeah, it’s
jamii imeshiba sana ujinga
That's the reason I'm not famous
Haters, haters
Nimekuja na uthibitisho your favorite rapper is lame ass
An Orthrodox
like Huey
Smoke 'em one-by-one like Lucy's, then we skate like 'ooty
Just because yur rhymes is booty don't mean you "The shit"
Yo my style is universal,
want to lose yourself, don't worry I got you
Give them hi hat and little bass
A hard hitting kick just to make the trunk shake
And then an emcee with
cuts vice versa
I'm not exaggerating, I said it and I meant it
I resent it if you say that his cuts are precedented
He's a lean, mea,n wreckin machine
He
Should have bought an ounce, but you caught the dub
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No
should be shamed
Flee
From what you've created
Hunt them one by one
Murder
The fray
Burn their champions
Children
Thrown to the pyre
Mused by their
Wesley Sniped
So the cops could arrest me right it's not happenin'
You ain't never gon' get on so stop rappin'
H2O comin' this summer so stop askin'
the an interview?
You should know by now I really do this shit, then hit the swimmin' pool
Then get my girl nakey up inside the inner tube
But what's the rap game
aced the tests
Like kindergarten nap time, I laid to rest
Any emcee brave enough to face his death
Wanna test me, homie? You should save ya breath
Lyrics
though you were not, it was a must to act tough
I played along, sang the song about naughty chicks and stuff
One day my best friend just told me what was
could get the smoke, no nicotine
Yeah my shit is dope you might as well take a toke
I'm trying to stay afloat & this is not no lil boat
Make something out
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
the tightest
Wack: not in the slightest, alright friend
Are you excited, I am, well maybe I'm biased
My rhymes are the finest, fight me and you'll die, bruh
They
I gotta get it)
Bitch you know we better get it
I'm not a rapper I'm just a Emcee (MC)
Call me a menace but I eat KFC
Shout out to my ninjas from CFG
Wesley Sniped
So the cops could arrest me right it's not happenin'
You ain't never gon' get on so stop rappin'
H2O comin' this summer so stop askin'
man you’re still in the cot
And you ain’t at the top, it would pay you to listen when Outmatched
Outdone by this man on a mission
After just two rounds
know how we do when the young niggas peel out
Don't squeal [undecipherable]
[Ice-T]
If you niggas don't know you should know by now
Ice got more
what I should
Y'all gone have stiff dry boobs which might look like shit
I drew when I was in high school
Fuck you I ain't on salute What I do is
and nines upbind up through my brain we running this shit
You squares should know how we do we setting you straight uh (square)
Like minded not alike in
"I'm the last emcee that's alive"
Nickle, nine, nine in the waistline
Diss me fine, you won't be the first one
Piss me off, you get done in
sovereignty
I mean it's probably because
I treat this gift much more than a hobby see
To find a emcee with half my whit
You're hard pressed like the bottom row
walking with a checkered past
I’m on that Keith Sweat shit, tryin to make it last (You know it)
Forever not giving a anybody
Unfortunately I’m not invited
haven't made it, I'll be getting there eventually
And then you'll see, why y'all should've stuck with me when I said my peace
And been there for me when
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