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Aim-DeuceTheYungPimp
I'll battle you right now on the spot cuzzo being that i'm in the mood. Get ready for Deuce the lyrical exorcist.....
*Voice over intercom:* This is your principal speaking
i need Calico to report to my office immediately/
school is in session time to relieve some aggresion
Some basic shit should kill this newbootie we'' leave it at 20 bars cuzz aight?
Here I come with my young gun cocced, and’ U ready to run 1
My rep preceedin’ my speed, heard I extinguished the sun 2
With a single spitt the Nile flowed out, You had no paddle 3
Got your mind in doupt, like Cassady, You slumped over in your saddle 4
I battle for tha joy of givin’(it’s like tha holiday season)5
Elaborate lyrical ass whippin’s (Cuz I don’t like receivin’)6
Now your eyes R bleedin`, I told You not to challenge me 7
Can’t You see? Your bacc is on the canvas an’ the count’s at 3 8
Hearin’ me callin’ "next", lyrcal suplex left ya vexed 9
like a phyco-bitch You don’t clicc with, but she gives good sex...10
Pause for a second, cuzz. This is yo first battle
Don't have Mothafuccas in here sayin' you soft
I'll Throw some punches at this Mothafucca
Yo,
You like a ‘castrated porn star’, not quite UP TA CUT 11
I guess Your last name is ‘Planters’, Because to challenge me You MUST BE NUTS 12
You like a boxer with ‘hollow arms’, You throwin EMPTY HOOKS 13
You remind me of a ‘cold Mothafucca on a windy day’, Because bitch I GOT YOU SHOOK 14
Your rhymes Are like a ‘car with no wheels’, GOIN’ NOWHERE AT ALL 15
You like a feather weight tryin’ to take Ali, U GOIN' FOR A QUICC FALL 16
I can rhyme all day wit just punches but that’s like ‘breakin a ten $ bill for 5s an’ 1s'~17
IT MAKES NO SENSE--Pitt it against Locs like me an’ Your done! 18
Because I spitt about how Your nonsense’ill get your ass droped-on-the-streetz 19
Street Mothaufccas ain’t got no consents; we quicc to make Your heart-cease-to-beat~20
Mothafuccas who talk more shit than they worth find their way home in a Hertz 21
I guess its like killin’ a pregnant AIDS victim, that way that shit ain’t rebirthed 22
Now You come in my face with brown teeth, that means shit’s commin’ out 23
Don’t make me put You on blast in front of your fam, I’d hate to put your son in doupt 24
I’ll end This with one last analogy so Your simple mind can understand: 25
You like a 'barefoot Mothafucca who walked the blacc Hawaii beach, U JUST GOT BURNED BY Sand 26
Aight folks...Mad love for steppin' to the plate son....Lemme see what you got..If you got skill i'll battle you for real that's just a warning cuzz a simple one at that
2 C's
I'll battle you right now on the spot cuzzo being that i'm in the mood. Get ready for Deuce the lyrical exorcist.....
*Voice over intercom:* This is your principal speaking
i need Calico to report to my office immediately/
school is in session time to relieve some aggresion
Some basic shit should kill this newbootie we'' leave it at 20 bars cuzz aight?
Here I come with my young gun cocced, and’ U ready to run 1
My rep preceedin’ my speed, heard I extinguished the sun 2
With a single spitt the Nile flowed out, You had no paddle 3
Got your mind in doupt, like Cassady, You slumped over in your saddle 4
I battle for tha joy of givin’(it’s like tha holiday season)5
Elaborate lyrical ass whippin’s (Cuz I don’t like receivin’)6
Now your eyes R bleedin`, I told You not to challenge me 7
Can’t You see? Your bacc is on the canvas an’ the count’s at 3 8
Hearin’ me callin’ "next", lyrcal suplex left ya vexed 9
like a phyco-bitch You don’t clicc with, but she gives good sex...10
Pause for a second, cuzz. This is yo first battle
Don't have Mothafuccas in here sayin' you soft
I'll Throw some punches at this Mothafucca
Yo,
You like a ‘castrated porn star’, not quite UP TA CUT 11
I guess Your last name is ‘Planters’, Because to challenge me You MUST BE NUTS 12
You like a boxer with ‘hollow arms’, You throwin EMPTY HOOKS 13
You remind me of a ‘cold Mothafucca on a windy day’, Because bitch I GOT YOU SHOOK 14
Your rhymes Are like a ‘car with no wheels’, GOIN’ NOWHERE AT ALL 15
You like a feather weight tryin’ to take Ali, U GOIN' FOR A QUICC FALL 16
I can rhyme all day wit just punches but that’s like ‘breakin a ten $ bill for 5s an’ 1s'~17
IT MAKES NO SENSE--Pitt it against Locs like me an’ Your done! 18
Because I spitt about how Your nonsense’ill get your ass droped-on-the-streetz 19
Street Mothaufccas ain’t got no consents; we quicc to make Your heart-cease-to-beat~20
Mothafuccas who talk more shit than they worth find their way home in a Hertz 21
I guess its like killin’ a pregnant AIDS victim, that way that shit ain’t rebirthed 22
Now You come in my face with brown teeth, that means shit’s commin’ out 23
Don’t make me put You on blast in front of your fam, I’d hate to put your son in doupt 24
I’ll end This with one last analogy so Your simple mind can understand: 25
You like a 'barefoot Mothafucca who walked the blacc Hawaii beach, U JUST GOT BURNED BY Sand 26
Aight folks...Mad love for steppin' to the plate son....Lemme see what you got..If you got skill i'll battle you for real that's just a warning cuzz a simple one at that
2 C's
Aim-DeuceTheYungPimp
I'll battle you right now on the spot cuzzo being that i'm in the mood. Get ready for Deuce the lyrical exorcist.....
*Voice over intercom:* This is your principal speaking
i need Calico to report to my office immediately/
school is in session time to relieve some aggresion
Some basic shit should kill this newbootie we'' leave it at 20 bars cuzz aight?
Here I come with my young gun cocced, and’ U ready to run 1
My rep preceedin’ my speed, heard I extinguished the sun 2
With a single spitt the Nile flowed out, You had no paddle 3
Got your mind in doupt, like Cassady, You slumped over in your saddle 4
I battle for tha joy of givin’(it’s like tha holiday season)5
Elaborate lyrical ass whippin’s (Cuz I don’t like receivin’)6
Now your eyes R bleedin`, I told You not to challenge me 7
Can’t You see? Your bacc is on the canvas an’ the count’s at 3 8
Hearin’ me callin’ "next", lyrcal suplex left ya vexed 9
like a phyco-bitch You don’t clicc with, but she gives good sex...10
Pause for a second, cuzz. This is yo first battle
Don't have Mothafuccas in here sayin' you soft
I'll Throw some punches at this Mothafucca
Yo,
You like a ‘castrated porn star’, not quite UP TA CUT 11
I guess Your last name is ‘Planters’, Because to challenge me You MUST BE NUTS 12
You like a boxer with ‘hollow arms’, You throwin EMPTY HOOKS 13
You remind me of a ‘cold Mothafucca on a windy day’, Because bitch I GOT YOU SHOOK 14
Your rhymes Are like a ‘car with no wheels’, GOIN’ NOWHERE AT ALL 15
You like a feather weight tryin’ to take Ali, U GOIN' FOR A QUICC FALL 16
I can rhyme all day wit just punches but that’s like ‘breakin a ten $ bill for 5s an’ 1s'~17
IT MAKES NO SENSE--Pitt it against Locs like me an’ Your done! 18
Because I spitt about how Your nonsense’ill get your ass droped-on-the-streetz 19
Street Mothaufccas ain’t got no consents; we quicc to make Your heart-cease-to-beat~20
Mothafuccas who talk more shit than they worth find their way home in a Hertz 21
I guess its like killin’ a pregnant AIDS victim, that way that shit ain’t rebirthed 22
Now You come in my face with brown teeth, that means shit’s commin’ out 23
Don’t make me put You on blast in front of your fam, I’d hate to put your son in doupt 24
I’ll end This with one last analogy so Your simple mind can understand: 25
You like a 'barefoot Mothafucca who walked the blacc Hawaii beach, YOU JUST GOT BURNED BY Sand 26
Aight folks...Mad love for steppin' to the plate son....Lemme see what you got..If you got skill i'll battle you for real that's just a warning cuzz a simple one at that
2 C's
I'll battle you right now on the spot cuzzo being that i'm in the mood. Get ready for Deuce the lyrical exorcist.....
*Voice over intercom:* This is your principal speaking
i need Calico to report to my office immediately/
school is in session time to relieve some aggresion
Some basic shit should kill this newbootie we'' leave it at 20 bars cuzz aight?
Here I come with my young gun cocced, and’ U ready to run 1
My rep preceedin’ my speed, heard I extinguished the sun 2
With a single spitt the Nile flowed out, You had no paddle 3
Got your mind in doupt, like Cassady, You slumped over in your saddle 4
I battle for tha joy of givin’(it’s like tha holiday season)5
Elaborate lyrical ass whippin’s (Cuz I don’t like receivin’)6
Now your eyes R bleedin`, I told You not to challenge me 7
Can’t You see? Your bacc is on the canvas an’ the count’s at 3 8
Hearin’ me callin’ "next", lyrcal suplex left ya vexed 9
like a phyco-bitch You don’t clicc with, but she gives good sex...10
Pause for a second, cuzz. This is yo first battle
Don't have Mothafuccas in here sayin' you soft
I'll Throw some punches at this Mothafucca
Yo,
You like a ‘castrated porn star’, not quite UP TA CUT 11
I guess Your last name is ‘Planters’, Because to challenge me You MUST BE NUTS 12
You like a boxer with ‘hollow arms’, You throwin EMPTY HOOKS 13
You remind me of a ‘cold Mothafucca on a windy day’, Because bitch I GOT YOU SHOOK 14
Your rhymes Are like a ‘car with no wheels’, GOIN’ NOWHERE AT ALL 15
You like a feather weight tryin’ to take Ali, U GOIN' FOR A QUICC FALL 16
I can rhyme all day wit just punches but that’s like ‘breakin a ten $ bill for 5s an’ 1s'~17
IT MAKES NO SENSE--Pitt it against Locs like me an’ Your done! 18
Because I spitt about how Your nonsense’ill get your ass droped-on-the-streetz 19
Street Mothaufccas ain’t got no consents; we quicc to make Your heart-cease-to-beat~20
Mothafuccas who talk more shit than they worth find their way home in a Hertz 21
I guess its like killin’ a pregnant AIDS victim, that way that shit ain’t rebirthed 22
Now You come in my face with brown teeth, that means shit’s commin’ out 23
Don’t make me put You on blast in front of your fam, I’d hate to put your son in doupt 24
I’ll end This with one last analogy so Your simple mind can understand: 25
You like a 'barefoot Mothafucca who walked the blacc Hawaii beach, YOU JUST GOT BURNED BY Sand 26
Aight folks...Mad love for steppin' to the plate son....Lemme see what you got..If you got skill i'll battle you for real that's just a warning cuzz a simple one at that
2 C's
-Hold on,stop the press/this n*gga from Ireland and tryin mock the West?!!!/
I put the glock to ya brest/clot ya chest/and have the doc come and mop ya vest
-So stop the mess/cause if I dropped my best you definitely couldn't withstand it/
Plus you got it all backwards like White bitches lovin Tupac on BlackPlanet
-Face it/ya plain Deuce/and I got artillery to maim moose/
If there was a thread subject "name flukes" the whole 9-1 would name you
-Big weapons/Hypnotique/and catfish what my hoodlike/
And you battling me/like fucking the wife of Suge Knight
-I throw punches and kicks like an Alcatrez shower/
Now pay attention/but I know it's hard when you tempin' for Manpower
-Ya fuckin homo/Imma show you what nobles go through/ when they try to get vocal/and forget that they still local
-I go postal and deliver rhymes phatter than Serena Williams
Then get 11-9's/pretend like you those buildings and shoot you like billiards
-I got 8 8balls in my side pocket/and 2 brown balls under zipper/
So the sooner you slip up or hiccup/I raise the 5th up/and hit up every sticker on ya pick up/NOW GET UP
I put the glock to ya brest/clot ya chest/and have the doc come and mop ya vest
-So stop the mess/cause if I dropped my best you definitely couldn't withstand it/
Plus you got it all backwards like White bitches lovin Tupac on BlackPlanet
-Face it/ya plain Deuce/and I got artillery to maim moose/
If there was a thread subject "name flukes" the whole 9-1 would name you
-Big weapons/Hypnotique/and catfish what my hoodlike/
And you battling me/like fucking the wife of Suge Knight
-I throw punches and kicks like an Alcatrez shower/
Now pay attention/but I know it's hard when you tempin' for Manpower
-Ya fuckin homo/Imma show you what nobles go through/ when they try to get vocal/and forget that they still local
-I go postal and deliver rhymes phatter than Serena Williams
Then get 11-9's/pretend like you those buildings and shoot you like billiards
-I got 8 8balls in my side pocket/and 2 brown balls under zipper/
So the sooner you slip up or hiccup/I raise the 5th up/and hit up every sticker on ya pick up/NOW GET UP