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You’re a waste of my heat, so the flame I shall keep
With quik feet I run this game, leave this lame in a heep
Each line I reach a new peak, put u down, I grow steep
I flow in leaps n bounds, yur like a cricket, cheep sounds
While Onealien sends sublimes, when I spit I teach nouns
That’s you, see how I twist each line, make u read em 2x’s
I’ll attack ya, u fkin head scratcha, yur lyrically too blind
To know I just came atcha, I’m in a whole class passed ya
So go back n add em up, then gtfo, u can do the math after….
Yo im sick of that tramp shit, that wack shit
time for a throat to fuckin' rip,
shoot his family & quickly dip,
jah knows repeat be a bitch,
take care of him with a clip,
quick to cut his bottom lip,
if i ever see the bitch slip,
end his life like he a crip,
this spit,
better sink his last battle ship.
Laughters a very great thing, like everytime i spit,
going deaf is a bad thing, like everytime i hear your shit.
everytime i hear ya spit i think ive faced death
you get wacker wit every single breath, ive worked THAT out mycelph
fuck keepin this short and sweet, ima take yo ass to the street
jus make sure when ya done u bow down to somehtin gr8er than u in defeat
u jus a tattle bitch, watch me knock down YOUR battle ship
ima be like PAC, while you just ricky hatton it,
but its no BIGGIE,
ima jus duck, dip, dodge and dive while u struggle to hit me
your jus a celph titled rapper-don, watch me rip u open like poppadoms
we agree on one thing doe, fuck mr "im to pussy to be nasty so now im bushi"
and bobby half a circle the infertile turtle, none of yall can shush me
ima leave all 3 of you fuckers blue like squirtle, im ya final hurdle
Bushi.until i get free says (22:15):
the weed yeah
Bushi.until i get free says (22:15):
first it was fucking me up coz i was thinking deeper
Bushi.until i get free says (22:15):
but then was lik
Bushi.until i get free says (22:15):
oh a fucking octopus
iunno who the fuck dis is using the word hurdle?
you a waste motha fucka memerizing my last verbal,
your sleepy cuase your writing your own rhymes
remeber that wack shit ain't ever gonna compare to mines,
I'm lazy and tired so thats it
you as fake as plastic, & wack-fuckin'-tastic.
iunno who the fuck dis is using the word hurdle?
you a waste motha fucka memerizing my last verbal,
your sleepy cuase your writing your own rhymes
remeber that wack shit ain't ever gonna compare to mines,
I'm lazy and tired so thats it
you as fake as plastic, & wack-fuckin'-tastic.
well if im plastic i guess ima be another jackson,
fantastic! ima be forever known as a legend, jus watch yo back son
emmanuel... jus know u ain got this shit on LOX down
u from ontario, canada eh son? watch me take u for a trip down niagara falls,
we all kno ur man takes it up the ass, haha u use viagra? .....pause...
and if theres a cure for bein a fag...u dont want it... yet u need it...
so why dont u look at my advice read it and heed it?
i know that emmanuels ass is destined to be seeded,
ima make u regret the shit u said aboot me,
im done now get ur affiliates to shoot me,
Bushi.until i get free says (22:15):
the weed yeah
Bushi.until i get free says (22:15):
first it was fucking me up coz i was thinking deeper
Bushi.until i get free says (22:15):
but then was lik
Bushi.until i get free says (22:15):
oh a fucking octopus
affiliates wont shoot you, they hold you there while I prepare
come equipped with pliers and wires and then we shave ya hair
ya see it helps the current flow through you and makes you talk
not that it matters what you say, you'll still be lined in chalk
see i ain interested in what you talk about that aint it
just wanna see you cry and hang you till you piss and shit
leave you in the gutter outside ya back window
watch ya mom scream, who next, nigga you know
Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, he doesn't even seem to be livin'... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin
Where blood has been shed the tree of forgiveness cannot grow
affiliates wont shoot you, they hold you there while I prepare
come equipped with pliers and wires and then we shave ya hair
ya see it helps the current flow through you and makes you talk
not that it matters what you say, you'll still be lined in chalk
see i ain interested in what you talk about that aint it
just wanna see you cry and hang you till you piss and shit
leave you in the gutter outside ya back window
watch ya mom scream, who next, nigga you know
you know who's next when ya hear ya mum scream,
as i fuck that dumb fiend lubricated wit sun screen,
someone best tell the dumb bitch to shave her hair,
im happy jus wankin over her from afar.. haha ill jus stay by there
thinkin u the shit coz u thai box,
bitch i know u done choked on five cocks while wearin nada but hi tops
a 12-2 record hey? so whats that? 12 men and 2 late night escapades wit transexuals?
Bushi.until i get free says (22:15):
the weed yeah
Bushi.until i get free says (22:15):
first it was fucking me up coz i was thinking deeper
Bushi.until i get free says (22:15):
but then was lik
Bushi.until i get free says (22:15):
oh a fucking octopus
late night escapades with transexuals and theyr both named palmela
foy's a hand sexual fiend, spillin sticky cream like mozzarella
cheesy rhymes u drop, layin heart stopped, self titled on the block
excuse me while i stomp both u fools, my mercy's out of stock the rocks i chop got u cracked like kurt cobain before the slaughter
in my shop ur worth as much as a kilo of cocaine in the water
hang on the line like tyson's daughter, and have a blast
in the past u sold ya ass, wicked spell i cast makes u run fast
and last but not least, u deceived the deceased, now expect the beast
for now lemme feast with bobby alien and chuck, and represent the realest
The realest thats a good one, mayb oneA & chuck
but on the real rest ya'll talkin' but don't know fuck,
you don't wanna speak on these situations
run up with enough manz like an asian population,
take in that all the drama i bring
is enough to make you quit rap & sing,
i'm fuckin' focused like a student shaolin
lyrics, flow, and the streets are all my clans ring,
i'm on the war path
leavin' all ya'll in the past
lay down the real so fuckin' fast
lesson's is what ya'll gon' ask
what ima ask? u mean what ur gon learn,
feel the heat spit the flames watch ya ass youll get burnt,
im the number one contender, felony offender,
off top im lethal like cyanide in a placenta,
rather stick my dick in a blender,
then hear ya whiney ass spit...
dont u get it U R Trash Bitch!
i could shit piss n puke and still spita classic
yea im that bastard that bullys u up on ur block,
and laughs n points at u cuz u aint got no glock cocked,
but ya verses say u "cop glocks" and u sling "pop rocks",
this will "not stop" til the day u admit ur just a broke down stylez fan
now spit another rap about gunz and planz to take the life of me and my fam,
but at the end of the day ur a joke how the hell can we take u serious man?
this is for u cocksuckers that said i wouldnt amount to shit,
its midevil u could call this the alchemist,
ive been lethal aint no doubtin this,
my P.O on my back for droppin cloudy piss,
so now its back in the system back and forth dog my life is a pendulum,
an im.. tryin to reach the pinnacle,
u know what they say get the dough is the principal,
u haters not invincible,
verbally murder all u cowards is what i intend to do,
then get on the lines of physical,
i defy the laws of physics when i shoot these moves,
its despicable.. i dun flew the coupe ya roody poo's
so tell the world the bullys loose,
an now they sick to they stomache,
cuz i dun hit the ground a hundred miles and runnin,
from all u buzzards
hit it a 100 miles and runnin and ain frontin
but im damn good, call me the clitoris cos im underneath the damn hood
and ever since I started I been rhyming cold-hearted
and if these niggaz think they sick, I must be fucking retarded
and sick of all the bullshit, gym-slip rappers fucking ducking me
and a hiccup when they pick-up and slip up on a fucking beat
pick they shit up and leave it at the door when they leaving
never believing they dream no more, fuck it im still breathing
throat getting raspy now, all raw and open cuts, bleeding like menstrual bitches
no riches yet?, what the fuck
no more pulled punches or low blows, no more feeling ya failed stunts
ive had enuff of the slums and the bums and yall wailing cunts
this time is mine and this rhyme just shows how im bored of yall
closed heart is callin and before all will fall
Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, he doesn't even seem to be livin'... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin
Where blood has been shed the tree of forgiveness cannot grow
Before all will fall, but before I go I plan to slay them all…
Fake mc’s, debat’n me, I’ve got firm footing like stem walls…
Every other nigga drop’n in here im pen’n em, cap’n em…
So everyother nigga is droppin here, that’s wats happenin…
I spit battle audibly I rattle solidly any lame that steps to ma game…
No time for fame, onealien’s name rings forward, so it rang…
That’s past tense, of yur current existence, I won before I came…
Flows acid grimy, like animated blood their lethal and lime green…lolll
Your sure to find me, just look ahead, understand? yur behind me…
Don’t remind me, of yur wakness, I c it each time yur rhyming…
Ive come to lay the weak to rest, display the crest, as I slay with zest…
Even if you use ya last breath to pray, it won’t delay…….yur lyrical death…
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