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oh u think quit^^^^??
artist's baby bib enhanced with merge off woogsters baby dance/
used like kev-lar this baby advanced!/
this combination like rugrats meet a super saiyin, ur baby ass prance/
like a bitch that be extra-ly Re-Tard-Ded,/
So i retaliate ur crib u put bak into ...
battle me somwhere dats worth battlin thru!
:thefinger ........no hatin man....its all gud.... :thefinger
n/w woogsters little teddy bear he take wiv him to bed every nite.
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My teddy bear...i dont even remember ownin one/
But ar-tits mom, is the whore im ownin son/
I'll take this teddy, and jus shove it in yo mouth/
Ahh thats better...no mo' sound/
Thats all it is...noise....when u tryna rap/
Leavin me a teddy not a gun to clap/
Pushin this teddy, deeper down his throat/
Waitin for him to choke, its sad to c that he devote/
His time to tryna come up off me, and diss/
But hes served, and that b tha end of this.
1
Word ar-tits.
N/W - A Belt.
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when i spit,i make sure that every ounch is felt/
wrapped your head,splitin it like a BELT/
look inside your head,see what makes u tick/
what u think when your writin them wack lyrics dick/
stick the BElt back round my waist,dnt wanna waste it/
hope u aight allergic to blood,coz your bout to taste it/
Next weapon - Vanilla Ice album
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all i gotta do is push play....
for you to die ..i just let you hear what he say...
cause it will cause lyrical murder...
he's that wak..i bet my names more heard a...
his wak voice will leave you intolerant to lactoss...
..........you stiffen up like you act froze....
his rhymes are wack so...it wil be a instane back blow....
...n/w a conspiricy
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You didn't name vanilla ice's album once! never mind
i'm start off talkin bout this shit flyin round/
there's a CONSPIRICY bout my sound/
people can't believe this is a english boy,who's white/
that's right,and i'm rippin it tight upon the mic/
but i'll show that i'll kill anyone,in one punchline/
i ain't stone cold,but that's sure is the bottom line/
and i'll deliever a stunner of a verse,sendin your home in a herse/
bitch this is freestyle,what u thought it was rehearshed!/
not at all that's ain't my style,it's straight off the top of the head/
So I'll fuck the CONSPIRICY untill i'm dead!/
Next weapon - bottle of wine
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let me skull it back...it will help my attack...
...hitting you with so much agression......
i do it in full view,....i dont need no discretion....
hit you so hard ill leave you with mental depression....
why am i doing this?....to teach you a lesson...
....or i could be a cop....needing a confession..either way you wont live to see the next day.....
fuck it....time to make the vets pay.....
(vets= the vets on this site....
n/w pool cue....