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It's ridiculous

Vår Hiphop - Lyricism

   

2008-05-31 22:04

It's ridiculous

Yeah I've heard your silly attempt of riding a beat
You sound like Muhammed Ali high on some speed
While I.. define a MC, I'm what you're tryin to be,
but all you do is biting my steez and recyclin me
Who could fuck with the God, try ya luck if you want
but after a couple of bars your crushed into crumbs
none of y'all motherfuckers can touch me by far
even you're own crewmembers want Dust in they squad
I've got a hunger for brawl, rumble in the jungle
If you front like you hard you get punched in the jaw
It's nuthin funny at all when I'm comin at y'all
with a gun in my palm pa pa you stumble and fall
in your pile of blood on the floor after I fire slugs
you're a corpse, you tried your luck you die u fuck
of course you know how I do it my flowin is stupid
your slowly reducin as I'm appraochin the future
Spare me of knowing your two cents oh it so foolish
even the hoes and the groupies at ya show they are booin
there's no dough in this music, I- want cheddar
I ghostwrite for newbies who like to get up
We all know I am better so stop writing textures
... and I will sell this lyric to the highest bidder
This ain't the good life it suppose to be bummy
we hopin for nuthin, broke we never holdin some money
it suppose to be gross and disgustin we grimey like that
tell me where you hiding your cash or I'ma go mad
and put this motherfuckin knife in yo back.. aight?
Meet a psychopath in wrath thats slicin up cats
I don't fire berettas I murder in silence like Dexter
I'm the type to ride or die like I was hired to dead ya
We could book fights.. you look like the shook type
while I'm the motherfucker who beat up Suge Knight
I'm hoodwise - push white,cook ice fora good price
while I'm in the gutter smokin Kush in a woodpipe
Ya words is blasphemy I've never heard of you rappers
motherfucker I'm the one who gave birth to ya swagger
You can't step to level my limit stretches to heaven
wanna test you get left in the depths of the desert
Beef with chief - the heaters will burn and you
won't breathe on this world I.. delete you from earth
run up in yo house stick the barrel in ya mouth..
and shit ain't over till the parametics carryin ya out.......
Game over................