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sup ballas
Say, anyone wanna battle?
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set it up and spit first and Ill battle
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Aight yo, whatever goes and here I blow/
See now, Nephew J done hit the set and all the females got wet/ I watch 'em all they all set they bets for me/ Cause see, I done told all the females who Nephew J goin be/ Rap some shit like a real G, that's what they'd see/ See lyrical_killer, I'm the symmerical-filler/ I'll chop you up with a tiller, knock you down like a Pittsburg Steeler/ And don't dare say that Nephew is gay/ I'll lay you on the ground without a sound cause Nephew don't play/ I'ma you mothafucka spittin' major shit,what you come wit? See, its like worldwide homocide nigga, fun but you can't hide from the trigger/ I'm bumpin' up the side figures as the bullets slide into the hole the impact made, a recreated grade/ you livin' with no shade, I'm like Wesley Snipes on Blade/ I come and execute, put you on mute witch happens when I shoot/ You out like D-Bo on Friday and Elijah jacked your boots/ So why don't you shoot/ |
Let me fix somethin:
I'ma young mothatfucka spittin' major shit, what you come wit? And now yo, when you goin post? |
Damn, I hate them fools who wanna battle and don't spit. That's just a waste of my talent cause it puts it to no use, shyt, I think I'll call that lyric abuse.
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I'll battle you. Set it up. Peace
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i'll battle you?
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aight, why don't you start a new thread and spit then I will.
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ok man i'll see you in frontlines ok!!!!
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