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Magilla VS Word2UrMutha
Deceptin the lyrical perception, Keepin these weak nigga's gessin/
Which way to turn, So many ways i can burn/ Sit down and listen you might be able to learn/ I rip people apart, Rip off they face and play darts/ Consequences will end yo sentence, Lyrical shit is what your sendin/ Don't have to ask anyone I knwo you failed/ You come in first place at a spelling bee, Just like VP Quail/ Your eyes are closed, cause your skills are hosed/ Keep your place, Nuthin but disgrace, Gettin in your face cause you cant keep the pace/ Words spit so fast sounds like I was spell castin/ Nigga after im done with you, You'll sound like Michael Jackson/ Now your claimin to be Peter Pan, I am your own personal Summer of Sam/ I can't keep lyrical peace, I have to make these niggas deceased/ Ill eat you up like cream and wheat/ Aww what happened, Did i hit ya too fast?/ Dont think your beatin this shit, Nigga your dead last/ |
ight im checkin in. i'll post up when i get home from skool
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