i challenge beto

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Sep 12, 2005
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young beto- ya punches dont effect me
this battles like tha death star verses an xwing

dontcha know ill break u like a boy with a barbie doll
everything ive heard that u spit is hardly raw hardy ha

im sicc like tha plague n hoe u jus a tummy ache
how many different ways can i say that this dummys fake

i heard ya raps and thats why i know ill serve yer ass
faster than a hamburger stand serves out burgers i murder dance on ya

and i could give a fucc less about what u say
cuz i could beat ya from wednesday ta tuesday anyday

so im gonna be honest with ya ud prolly like ta know
that in my opinion u dont deserve a microphone

shoulda never spit you not legit dont lie ta yasef
ask anyone in the room from the right ta the lef

theyll say u wack u should know that u gettin pity votes
u really got online for all the free porn videos

on siccness net uve probably been known for years
now u finally took a loss yup no more tears
 
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no tears here cousin /
cuzz, you cause me no misery

I see how you studied my style /
even structured your verses to mimic me

what up with that wack trilogy?? /
why you spammin' my domain with shitty verses

please, I've see more death then the coroner, mane /
it's time for your funeral services

no need for nervousness....

see, the siccness with out me
is like Outback without the steak

James Brown records with no breaks /
weed spots without no grapes

hood shoe stores w/ no fakes /
shit, my steez makes time freeze

eathquakin' & movin' them plates /
you're sub par, I'm an ace, we can brawl ANYPLACE

slice you with razor sharp rhymes /
leave a scar on your face

like it raw? here's a taste /
leave you sprawled, what a waste

ambidexterious when rhymin' /
switch to southpaw without haste

I'll verbally bruise you /
have you usin' a handicapped parkin' space

I'm tellin' y'all I'm the GREAT /
I turn these "hardrocks" into clay

then get to rearrangin' they shape /
leavin' death in my wake

after every verbal confrontation /
'cause every bar that I lay's similar to nuclear devistation

you're pussy like menstration /
I'm sayin' lights out like Shawn Merriman

have you makin' up excuses for losin' like raider nation /
look out, here comes the Champ again.



good shit kid