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Damn Shizz
- I was once cool with you until you let me get snuck,
- Oh but when Shizz had a problem Kemba and I jumped,
- Straight into action, no questions asked,
- Bring that bitch Nic around again and i'll kick his ass,
- Or get him and you put down six feet,
- Call my dude and have em chop ya looking like minced meat,
- Shizz you's a homeless fucking bum who can't raise his daughter,
- I ain't sorry, but you is a sorry excuse of a father,
- I'll go harder in your baby momma introduce her to the slaughter,
- In which you done brought on,
- Yourself and whoever you fucking rock with,
- In them same clothes everyday other peoples change in your pockets,
- You fucking beg for shit you lazy coward,
- All to afford a six pack after your eighth hour,
- Of sitting in front of the local seven eleven,
- Assumed we were brethren but with further inspection,
- I now know how bitch made you honestly are,
- Blaming others for your problems claiming you're hard,
- Claiming to hustle but never gave it your all,
- Matt can get it, D can get it, all can get beheaded,
- In a quick second call the reverend,
- I will end it all in a hot minute,
- Make it violent and make me stop spitting,
- Walking around with your head down you BITCH MADE,
- And at this rate, you'll have a ditch grave,
- Insane, I get raged when you'd claim,
- That you are manly enough to rock for me,
- Nic you's a bitch to, that's why I got shorty,
- Pussy was whack have it back, she rode cock poorly,
- We fucked for a week, from her cabin to her jeep,
- Fuck you mean? I been tagged that bitch,
- In her momma's bed when I was tagging it,
- Loose pussy with no walls you can have her Nic,
- Her head game was so strong i'll miss that though,
- But on that note, she loved my balls in her throat,
- Sucks you don't have those, cause you's a bitch to,
- You lack creativity to diss me with tough bars,
- And you start bitching when things jump off,
- I was with your bitch and Mia you inbred swamp cunt,
- Down in Jersey for six days each day I'd bust em open
- And make em swap nut,
- Matt you are a garbage ass rapper,
- Snorting coke in the basement so you act a,
- Fucking fool now a days on cloudy days,
- I come around pour down with gallons of rain,
- In the form of hot bars and shell casing's,
- I'm cool with knowing hell awaits me,
- Take no shit from nobody is what I was taught,
- So the day you let me get snuck it ignited a violent spark,
- Up inside me, i'd idly stand beside these,
- Men who I call my actual family we be godly,
- Mother fucker throw your hands up, act if you stand tough,
- Hoe, man up, withstand the, force of my damn punch,
- Nah but you won't you fucking joke of a human,
- I hope you choke and your whole life gets ruined,
- When your daughter turns eighteen expect me to be ready,
- I'll be the man of her dreams and your nightmares i'm Freddy,
- Kruger, here to do the impossible,
- Dissing you ain't logical, but i'll do what it is that i gotta do,
- Bust of nine shots I hope you stop a few,
- Spitting fire, cause I got a lot of fuel,
- Scold and burn you like lava do,
- Aww damn the, hard man the, one who spits fire like Charmander,
- Just took his stand, he stands tough,
- In the face of adversity I stand up,
- ConFlict that man, yeah that mans nuts,
- Coo Coo, straight ape shit, bananas,
- Withstand the, talent I spit at you,
- Anything I can use to attack dudes is factual,
- Never have to lie to try and win a bout,
- Detectives type of mind, try and figure out,
- How many rappers I done slayed, Cause I done slayed some,
- Slayed families sprayed sons,
- I done came up rough like,
- Each day was hard and I lived in rough nights,
- Tough times corrupted a young mind,
- But in crunch time, I'd come shine,
- Ending discussions, handing concussions by the bunches,
- Throwing punches, getting tough with,
- Any mother fucker who tries me,
- cause my hands provide me, with shots at your face and body,
- I come off as arrogant, I'm aware of this,
- But if you dare this kid, to spare a kid,
- I'd leave his head where his parents is,
- Then set fire to the spot where his parents hid,
- Ain't nothing ever so simple these days,
- So if you don't wanna beef you best refrain,
- From the mentioning of my name,
- Or be drained of blood from veins i'm Pain,
- And the only way you could be saved is if God came,
- If he even exists, from the barrel shots exit,
- Get checked quick, pussy bitch i'm next in,
- Line for everything great that awaits,
- Just me and my team ya dig?
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