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BIGPAPPA bringin da pain like bullets to ya chest/
lyricalmethod preparin to die in battle like all da rest/
step da fuck to the side and watch a real emcee flow like a pro/
BIGs bout to slaughta this nigga and dat shits fo sho/

dis motha fuckas from back home on da farm/
fuckin rodeo faggot clownin around and about to see pain and harm/
i drop my bombs lyricaly like a B-52 ova a terorist party/
dis motha fucks drops duds, his shit aint real or hearty/
Lyricalmethod got less tallent than the fresh prince who be a million times reala/
step the fuck back motha fucka u messin wit da real lyrical rhyme killa/

BIGPAPPA aint got the time to mess wit all these little boys/
if ya hurry ya can get to 'R US' to buy some more kiddy toys/
little bitch ass faggot playin wit your fairys and rainbows/
imma bout to bring hurt on you like no body knows/
BIGPAPA dont play around son/
you rappin against da boss and da numba one... gangsta from da hood/ bringin da realist shit like lumba jacks be hittin da wood/
i'll knock a notch in ya forhead wit the double bladed axe/
you just got knocked da fuck out so head back to the farm jack... bitch/

BIGPAPPA76

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16 KOs 19 WINS