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skittlez vs. ARITHMETIC
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no crew votes no hatin' votes no d/r votes no unexplained votes you spit first |
I grind on champs mode//Boi you'll get choked//
You wouldn't drop a track if you was on a railroad// If you wanna be safe keep yo words to yoself// Probley couldn't drop a CD if you kocked it off da shelf// Wanna try and call posts//Boi you ain't shit// What I'm typin ain't poetry//Get off my dick// YoungN you out cho mind// you can't be dat serious// Dis boi is gone mad// like a bitch on her first period// I'm serious//Even yo Skittlez got me curious// I'm over dis rap game//Dis guy is sick// I'll fuck da rap game and yo girl like a porn flick// How I came to dis sight//only yo mama knows// If you was in ma face I'll choke you wit yo rainbow// |
this guy's been dead the day he challenged me
rappin' like a BeeGee/ fuckin' wit me he'll be six feet// under the ground cuz with my fist I'll pound with a thunderous sound/ he'll be air bound// I'll creep into basement with a knife/ so you better get ready...cuz I'm about to take your life// I'll hit you with a nuclear attack/ like a maniac and put a knife in yo' back// your flow is wack...and and a little slow I'll knock you down with blow// my style's so mad, so ill, so vile cuz I can freestyle...for miles on end I spit lyrics faster than a bullet in your head/ fuck paper and pen...i'm premium blend// |
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