It's May 21, 2024, 05:44:07 AM
Well you just lost to the flip kid so I dunno How you could be the best now.
This nigga ain't pro black, he pro wackYou musta chocked on that devils alcohol cuz u just spittin JackNigga you ain't the God you claim to beSpell that shit backwords, u just another dog like meYour lyrics gravy GLike a child scared of the hair clippers, you ain't fading meYou should of known this shit ain't for plantation folksIt requires you to pay attention, and u exxtra brokeThink he carryin' blacks so far but he ain't movin' an inchUr movement is like the projects cuz you just hittin' the bricksWe got a math man on this board, but that shit just puttin us ta bedAll this shit about a 9, cuz that's the only thang he gettin' feed
First things first, oh No we cant See youThe word is Transparent, better yet, See thruBlack assed L seven lookin like doo dooYour moms so Black, I saw her spit yoo-hooit's Voodoo, I Got more spirits than you do,and I got fiyah, you want Mariah,lusty ass black man want his girls Lighter -Skinned, thats right your mind is Sinned,Shaniqua took my cum with a Grin,but I didnt Pay her, nor did I Lay her,pulled up my dockers like peace see ya later, Out. What I'm all about,Fuckin black ho's no dough in their Mouth,just no pussy, tight or gushy,they got AIDS so you better not push me,for real, i'll call the 5-0 to come peel,your dads cap back like No Big Deal! crack -what was on the scene, Call yourself God but you can't get clean -No, what a sad thing Fo Sho,you live in filth and got rims for show,WOW.... how you like me now,gotta go your mom wants dick right nowPEACE GOD
Shitt, my fault homie.More 'rappers' in the industry than candy factoriesSo if you so original why you chasing after meA man can only die once, I thought you was deadYou reincarnated, I know, now I'ma half to kill ya again??Your sonnets like Ebonics they hard to comprehendThought u was a leader, why u following the trendsSkills I got, fuck the money for a secondHe want a keystyle, so I'ma have to get real hecticA good beginning is half the battle, so my shit the best thruYou fuckin' wit the wrong nigga with the real, real truthWhy I'm wasting my time wit a big head, somebody deck meThis nigga walk around full of myself, but homie just emptySpreadin' this black shit, preachin' pretending he some kind of brothaHe best recognize I'm coming full force, sword in one hand, Bible in the otherYou got some competition, he a black boy but the KKK ain't bitchin'Hangin' yourself on this one cuz fuckin' wit my rhymes is like fuckin' wit lynchesI'm a crazy cat nigga, why you callin' my name out??Don't ya ass know he who rides on a tiger can never dismountDon't talk about bars nigga, you don't even drink liquorThis nigga ain't moving somebody gimme the orange sticker