@biggz
- Thread starter tank locc
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HAHHA CEL C US CALLED HIM OUT LET ME GET AT TANK DOGG ILL SPIT
TANK LOCC, back to eighty eight
When you was on gay porno flicks and not focus on a lady mate
Niggas used to rob you an yo o' folks
When niggas laughed at ya, when you wrote jokes
For the Bill Cosby Show
Still, the only beef you'd get was a grilled sloppy Joe
Now, you all on SICCNESS, personifyin a thug nigga
Thought writin rhymes on net was easier, instead you got plugged quicker
Thought of dissin' CELC US to look ruder
But as simple as ya style is older than a house of wood n Tudor
I'm as 'Pure' as 'Money' recently made from tha machine's 'Shooter'
Even my wordplay could kill you
You still too little for me like 'baby' blue for steel blue
Hood niggas would strip you butt naked
Snuff you on the corner, toast yo ass and bake it
I'm too + Notorious + for ya, don't search for too + B.I.G +
Ya lurkin ass hidin like a bitch perched at the V.I.P
TANK? You're more impure than bitches' vaginas
Money? You wouldn't afford it even if you was sold as rich as Hill Mynas
And LOCC... Nah, you probably a snitch from China
Didn't entitled it wit yo name, cause it's too good to diss you
Wash ya + Facial + then remove it with + Tissues +
You like the plating system, "a fruit gone trash"
Better yet, you get more lost in yo rhymes
Than a 'Murphy' product on 'Pluton Nash'
Quick too send you hype wounded to the nearest Medical center
My rhymes intellectually mixed, classify me as a chemical tenner NIGGUH!
TANK LOCC, back to eighty eight
When you was on gay porno flicks and not focus on a lady mate
Niggas used to rob you an yo o' folks
When niggas laughed at ya, when you wrote jokes
For the Bill Cosby Show
Still, the only beef you'd get was a grilled sloppy Joe
Now, you all on SICCNESS, personifyin a thug nigga
Thought writin rhymes on net was easier, instead you got plugged quicker
Thought of dissin' CELC US to look ruder
But as simple as ya style is older than a house of wood n Tudor
I'm as 'Pure' as 'Money' recently made from tha machine's 'Shooter'
Even my wordplay could kill you
You still too little for me like 'baby' blue for steel blue
Hood niggas would strip you butt naked
Snuff you on the corner, toast yo ass and bake it
I'm too + Notorious + for ya, don't search for too + B.I.G +
Ya lurkin ass hidin like a bitch perched at the V.I.P
TANK? You're more impure than bitches' vaginas
Money? You wouldn't afford it even if you was sold as rich as Hill Mynas
And LOCC... Nah, you probably a snitch from China
Didn't entitled it wit yo name, cause it's too good to diss you
Wash ya + Facial + then remove it with + Tissues +
You like the plating system, "a fruit gone trash"
Better yet, you get more lost in yo rhymes
Than a 'Murphy' product on 'Pluton Nash'
Quick too send you hype wounded to the nearest Medical center
My rhymes intellectually mixed, classify me as a chemical tenner NIGGUH!