aiight fuck it

its nothin

'JESUS CHRIST', dogg won't you 'release the mic'/
doctors prescribin your album, as a cure for 'sleepless nights'/
i'm tired of wack cats 'challengin' me' especially ones like 'lyrical G'/
this niggas faker than the breasts on 'pamela lee'/
so he can walk like an animal, and act like a beast/
but we both know wen he sees me, his heart rate gon' increase/
i got shells that'll 'drill ya back', fountain of knowledge an i'm 'spillin facts'/
He's the only man alive who's genetic code 'spelled out WACK'/
i'm the thug type to 'bleed my fist' while i 'clean my fifth'/
write'lyrical G's a faggot' on my mouth and make him 'read my lips'
top of the hierachy, i run with killas and 'royal mobsters'/ (kingz of crime)
Shorties throw thongs at me playa, all u gettin is 'soiled boxers'/
u like a 'lamb to slaughter', i'm deep like you 'layin in water'/
u 'stankin our board up' , rapbattles should file for a 'restraining order'/
so lyrical 'leave this place', i'm helpin u attemptin 'savin face'/
or the next verse you'll hear will be to 'amazin grace'/


wateva its nothin



is the amazin grace thang played? i dunno i aint been hur long



uppin

familia representin

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2 Tyma AKA Boy wonder