Till i say its ova, give me my props like jova
You think you tight? Bitch u just the dirt on my shoulda
Eliminatin these biters, by knockin out they front teeth
Now you smackin like grandma when you eatin yo ground beef
I been bringin it hard, I'm just now gettin noticed
Much like the hurricanes thats been hittin the land of cheated voters
My style is versatile, I switch motions like juvenile
You wanna roll how i roll? Take my kicks and walk a mile
I cant be cloned, to unique for these jealous critiques
Broke ya paddles, stole ya jackets, now you floatin up the creek
Talentless cats use webster words to hide they low stats
Spittin ancient cliches that go back before the caddy on flats
You niggas slept on me only to get so rudely awoken
Cant swallow the truth? I'll force feed you while you still chokin
I'm the son of Lucifer, but still that same son of a gun
Carry traits from both, so you gone feel the pain from either one


Hook:
Who that nigga is?
You mean that nigga that be reppin the South
Who that nigga is?
You mean that nigga that put the knucks to yo mouth?
Who that nigga is?
You mean that nigga that decide yo fate?
Who that nigga is?
Silly bitch, that nigga be tate!


I'm sick in the head, my brains got a chemical inbalance
Still waitin on a foolish nigga to bring me a worthy challenge
Ludacris inspired me to head out and pop on these pussies
Now I give these cowards flashbacks of they schoolyard bullies
And I dont need to beg and plead, to satisfy myself wit weed
I'm of a different creed, I get off on watchin you bustas bleed
The South is where I come from, dirty dirty till I die slow
I'm goin out this bitch wit my seeds imbedded inside a fat ho (yo mama bitch!)
You wanna see the big words? Wait I'll get my dictionary
Read closely between the lines this about to turn yo eyes hairy

Your passionate illusion of victory is confirmed as the result of an alternate dilusion//
You proceed to ejaculate and infatuate while I accumulate my consistant blend of a lyrical fusion//

The above was the bullshit that i see these wack niggas post
Just cuz you google all your words don't give you the right to boast
If you rhyme how you speak, then yo rhymes be real
Spit it how you live it and you'll have a true feel
I'm just showin off my talent like a broad do fake titties
And yall fags is toilet paper strips cuz yall stay shitty!


Hook:
Who that nigga is?
You mean that nigga that be reppin the South
Who that nigga is?
You mean that nigga that put the knucks to yo mouth?
Who that nigga is?
You mean that nigga that decide yo fate?
Who that nigga is?
Silly bitch, that nigga be tate!

BITCH!






some shit i wrote up yesterday but couldnt post due to technical difficulties, drop some feedback

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