I WILL NOT LOSE CALLIN OUT STEALTH U BITCH BOY U 1
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im that nigga sam watch ur self
sam you's a trifling whore/
my mentality fade you like a buzz spit hydrogen flo
off the top name rappers that be nicer than Toh/
shank you verbally prepare for a monument toll/
alchoholic duke what you been guzzling mo?/
why the fuck couldnt you mind your own biz?/
you a bitch with her leg open thats why yo name sam/
you were to busy zoning for that cain connect/
thoughtwise unlikely have your brain connect/
you ugly so like Al ima yank your bitch/
you speak princesses who laced your wrist/
talk tough and greasy wont you state your size/
your lyrics is illusion cause its plaesurized(plays your eyes)
this is the moment where all 50 states combined/
since i blew up from underground like napalm mine/
stupid motherfucker g'head you can take your time/
cause you gon give one of your written rhymes/
situation is repulsive it gets lagit/
do the battle like your name done just split/
only time you work d is in yo tits size pussy/
bet you double stuff yo bra like a oreo cookie/
ill end your glory my menomial is no rookie/
skip wall street ill give you a deadstock/
yo girl like flinstones all she do is make my bed rock/
twisted out your baby boo busted on her face/
your girl done gave me more brain then hannibals plate/
mean arm lace and i be armed with cannons/
so due to the fact i bring armageddon/
thorough bread gave me the right to rate your shit/
your a shithead with toilet-paper on it like boss playas/
broke you with dumdums you never skate the six/
not a loose chokehold could escape the death/
with mad armory its twice as hard to defend/
treat your career like a fucked up hairstyle this is the SPLIT end/
sam you's a trifling whore/
my mentality fade you like a buzz spit hydrogen flo
off the top name rappers that be nicer than Toh/
shank you verbally prepare for a monument toll/
alchoholic duke what you been guzzling mo?/
why the fuck couldnt you mind your own biz?/
you a bitch with her leg open thats why yo name sam/
you were to busy zoning for that cain connect/
thoughtwise unlikely have your brain connect/
you ugly so like Al ima yank your bitch/
you speak princesses who laced your wrist/
talk tough and greasy wont you state your size/
your lyrics is illusion cause its plaesurized(plays your eyes)
this is the moment where all 50 states combined/
since i blew up from underground like napalm mine/
stupid motherfucker g'head you can take your time/
cause you gon give one of your written rhymes/
situation is repulsive it gets lagit/
do the battle like your name done just split/
only time you work d is in yo tits size pussy/
bet you double stuff yo bra like a oreo cookie/
ill end your glory my menomial is no rookie/
skip wall street ill give you a deadstock/
yo girl like flinstones all she do is make my bed rock/
twisted out your baby boo busted on her face/
your girl done gave me more brain then hannibals plate/
mean arm lace and i be armed with cannons/
so due to the fact i bring armageddon/
thorough bread gave me the right to rate your shit/
your a shithead with toilet-paper on it like boss playas/
broke you with dumdums you never skate the six/
not a loose chokehold could escape the death/
with mad armory its twice as hard to defend/
treat your career like a fucked up hairstyle this is the SPLIT end/
fucc u nigga answer bacc wit ur wacc flows im here and ready 2 rip u again
now here`s the real reason that my n!ggas call me PIMP/ 2 sides to my madness, the same outcome....YOU`RE HIT/ now u pop up in boss playas tournament tryin` to ring bells/ don`t you know you`re a marked bitch and i work them things well??/ do u know how fast you can leave this planet/ i'll tie yo azz up wit` a velvet rope like janet/ you ain't ready to spit ma, i'm keepin' this crown/ spttin!' bars to yo' face just to knock off ya frown/shawty take a vacation, think of ways to dethrone/ i`m sittin` here chillin` wit` my pockets on swole/ ma i`m SPLIT PERSONaLiTy, don`t get confused/ go and call child welfare, you`re gettin` abused/ i`m in my rap prime, i refuse to lose/ the 9 or the pump, muthafukka won`t you choose/ i got peeps at all angles, and they ready to mangle/ if the bullets run out yo i`m ready to strangle/ you ain`t powerful enough to fukk wit` DA BOSS/ rap ain't your forte, go listen to rock/ stay in a girls place, fukk you and sam/ i done ran thru yo hood wearin' panthers jersey/this is word to my camp, rest in peace orville/ homie if u want it 4 real, i can roll thru heavy/ in the all black yukon, wit` 22`s on it/ ready to flash steel to whatever fool want it/ i will rip ya chest open like a pice of junk mail/ then fill it wit` pasta, i got nothin` but hot shells/ call my burner the oven, it heat up the inside/ ready to bake at 400, toastin` ya shyt high/ take heed to my words, i hope that you heard me/ the 8 will be at ya chest, like u wearin' a kobe jersey/
now here`s the real reason that my n!ggas call me PIMP/ 2 sides to my madness, the same outcome....YOU`RE HIT/ now u pop up in boss playas tournament tryin` to ring bells/ don`t you know you`re a marked bitch and i work them things well??/ do u know how fast you can leave this planet/ i'll tie yo azz up wit` a velvet rope like janet/ you ain't ready to spit ma, i'm keepin' this crown/ spttin!' bars to yo' face just to knock off ya frown/shawty take a vacation, think of ways to dethrone/ i`m sittin` here chillin` wit` my pockets on swole/ ma i`m SPLIT PERSONaLiTy, don`t get confused/ go and call child welfare, you`re gettin` abused/ i`m in my rap prime, i refuse to lose/ the 9 or the pump, muthafukka won`t you choose/ i got peeps at all angles, and they ready to mangle/ if the bullets run out yo i`m ready to strangle/ you ain`t powerful enough to fukk wit` DA BOSS/ rap ain't your forte, go listen to rock/ stay in a girls place, fukk you and sam/ i done ran thru yo hood wearin' panthers jersey/this is word to my camp, rest in peace orville/ homie if u want it 4 real, i can roll thru heavy/ in the all black yukon, wit` 22`s on it/ ready to flash steel to whatever fool want it/ i will rip ya chest open like a pice of junk mail/ then fill it wit` pasta, i got nothin` but hot shells/ call my burner the oven, it heat up the inside/ ready to bake at 400, toastin` ya shyt high/ take heed to my words, i hope that you heard me/ the 8 will be at ya chest, like u wearin' a kobe jersey/
Yea steath u already made a name for him self,butt that doesn't give you the right to nott spit shit and be a critic-your very overatted and Ill be the first to 1 to say it.
Fucc all you hattaz that don't reconize me and my niggaz...We Factor's and we bout to wake you sleepaz!
My shit list consist of:
Tim-C
Tragic Losses
Steath(weakest link)
Yall bitches don't wan't none with the "BOSS PLAYAZ CREW" that's right folk's, We just called these so called bitch made lyricalist out,to prove they irrellevent factors that's a discrace to human existance...and the game
Fucc all you hattaz that don't reconize me and my niggaz...We Factor's and we bout to wake you sleepaz!
My shit list consist of:
Tim-C
Tragic Losses
Steath(weakest link)
Yall bitches don't wan't none with the "BOSS PLAYAZ CREW" that's right folk's, We just called these so called bitch made lyricalist out,to prove they irrellevent factors that's a discrace to human existance...and the game
Cel...before you call me overrated, look at your signature.
UNANIMOUS. That's all i gotta say. Me and you battled...and you didn't get ONE vote. I prove myself to lyricists. I battled Cyrus, Dvious, Jef, Kawada, etc.
I battled you cuz i knew it was easy kill. I didn't battle you to prove shit.
If i'm overrated...and you think you're good...then i don't know what word I could use to describe you.
You ain't shit.
UNANIMOUS. That's all i gotta say. Me and you battled...and you didn't get ONE vote. I prove myself to lyricists. I battled Cyrus, Dvious, Jef, Kawada, etc.
I battled you cuz i knew it was easy kill. I didn't battle you to prove shit.
If i'm overrated...and you think you're good...then i don't know what word I could use to describe you.
You ain't shit.
spit sumtin quit the tall boss playas crew aint scared
Lets make this clear, Its Jasons year/
The same cat you dread like Jamacian hair/
We can take it to audio, I don't support these games/
My verse can be weak but your fourteen days/
Your 2 weak, Don't test me or try to manage,
Rappin wit Fingerz withou a profession in sign language/
& don't approach wit your old flows/
Cuz I'm flyer then them posters they put up to promote shows/
These games a durby, Peep what I did on this rap/
I'm like Jasons jersey, keepin a "kidd" on his back/
Cuz when Jay spit, spray clips, I'll slaughter your men/
Both hands on a nine like a quarter to ten/
You don't know who your facin kiid/
Cuz Joey's got a gun that'll bust quicker then Jason Biggs/
You never had beef wit a man before/
Heres the difference, I am mature your amatuers/
So you can stay on the net & try to relate/
I got bitches suckin my dick tryin to be Jay (Bj)
My spits mastered, I'll prove/
This son's goin down like its mid afternoon/
Lets make this clear, Its Jasons year/
The same cat you dread like Jamacian hair/
We can take it to audio, I don't support these games/
My verse can be weak but your fourteen days/
Your 2 weak, Don't test me or try to manage,
Rappin wit Fingerz withou a profession in sign language/
& don't approach wit your old flows/
Cuz I'm flyer then them posters they put up to promote shows/
These games a durby, Peep what I did on this rap/
I'm like Jasons jersey, keepin a "kidd" on his back/
Cuz when Jay spit, spray clips, I'll slaughter your men/
Both hands on a nine like a quarter to ten/
You don't know who your facin kiid/
Cuz Joey's got a gun that'll bust quicker then Jason Biggs/
You never had beef wit a man before/
Heres the difference, I am mature your amatuers/
So you can stay on the net & try to relate/
I got bitches suckin my dick tryin to be Jay (Bj)
My spits mastered, I'll prove/
This son's goin down like its mid afternoon/
u niggas just talk for real show sumtin u so called vets lol bpc 4 life
the only thing you got on ya hip is a previouse gun shot wound , and ya ass is full of warm wind like a hott air balloon , ill leave ya head resembling a half of the moon , you want beef wit PIMPSMOOTH ill have you dead by high noon , got cho in hotels hiding in closets and rest rooms , i be runnin wit two guns like sammity sam from cartoons / ill roll up in ya city like a thousand parapelegic patiants , killin up ya team - leavin em in lots , abandoned houses and dark basements , bleedin in hallways and slumped in project staircases , make yall niggaz start stinkin like a pot boiling hatians , police chalkin up , tappin off the the shell casings , takin pictures of dark lots , burned cars , and duck tapings , leave blood stains on clothes , cold knives and scared faces , CEL C US hide niggaz off highways and strange places , leave a laceration from ya head all the way down to shoe laces , and leave you wit cha jewlrey , rings , watchez and all braceletts !!!!!
the only thing you got on ya hip is a previouse gun shot wound , and ya ass is full of warm wind like a hott air balloon , ill leave ya head resembling a half of the moon , you want beef wit PIMPSMOOTH ill have you dead by high noon , got cho in hotels hiding in closets and rest rooms , i be runnin wit two guns like sammity sam from cartoons / ill roll up in ya city like a thousand parapelegic patiants , killin up ya team - leavin em in lots , abandoned houses and dark basements , bleedin in hallways and slumped in project staircases , make yall niggaz start stinkin like a pot boiling hatians , police chalkin up , tappin off the the shell casings , takin pictures of dark lots , burned cars , and duck tapings , leave blood stains on clothes , cold knives and scared faces , CEL C US hide niggaz off highways and strange places , leave a laceration from ya head all the way down to shoe laces , and leave you wit cha jewlrey , rings , watchez and all braceletts !!!!!