Lyrics


What do we got here....a wannabe Slim Shady?
Another fuckin bitch here to try to fade me
Limited Edition ya time here was limited and now it's up
I'm buryin you in words bitch now what's up?
This dude beefin i'll have him barely breathin
The beatin you recievin is very deceivin
Misleadin makin people think it was an accident
Then if i didn't kill ya you come back n then...
Nothin...you too easy, ya rymes are toys
Fuck if i seen you i couldn't tell the difference if you was or wasn't a backstreet boy
And joy for me i got to battle this dude oh JESUS
This dude 17 years old and still aint got hair on his penis
And i'm 13 years old and makin this dude look stupid
I never would've got any out his mom till i met cupid
Clueless me i forgot the rubber she hit me n then i hit her
Sorry dude i abused ya mom and ya moms pregnant with your sister
This aint a tongue twister but you're a bitch and you can't see me
How do you expect to beat me when you know i'll leave lookin like physical graffiti
You can't defeat me when i sight in darkness
Every bullet i spit, always hits its targets
You call yourself the hardest than you must mean erect
And everything you spit is everything but direct
Yea i'm talkin to you, you can call me Biggie Boo
Cuz i always stick my fingers in ya honey like i was Whiney the Poo

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