Line Them Up

( pac sample ) chorus

 

line them up against the wall and close they eyes

since they lie they die good bye

let my real life niggas hear the truth from me

what would you do if you was me

 

Melo diss

 

nobody really understand them crazy metaphors

he the type to ask what the hell the medal for

so i can pull it out and turn you into Skeletor

my pockets looking fat and yours look like olive oyl

i thought you had money with them golds in your mouth

but i'm gonna fuck around and knock them golds out

they going to hit the floor and look like spilled corn

now this nigga gonna wish that he was never born

you say i talk a lot of gangsta shit on the forum

but the truth be told that's really all i got ( for em / forum )

i'm gonna keep talking shit til frat ban me

then give my silly ass to kiss to his family

 

Maz diss

 

you just a rap pad puppet master like frat

a good student that never really talk back

and you wanna try to diss and mention my age

but who the most talk about on this page

a nigga with a attitude and no aids

just B's and C's no A's on my grades

i'll give your girl the D for a smiley face

as long as she's about Miley Cyrus weight

i'm lying i ain't trying to catch another case

but this grown man shit you a boy bitch

you made up the rumors of some employment

that's a nice laugh i hope you enjoyed it

 

( pac sample ) chorus

 

line them up against the wall and close they eyes

since they lie they die good bye

let my real life niggas hear the truth from me

what would you do if you was me

i'm going against all odds

 

 

mav diss

 

i got a lot of respect for the little homie mav

but he got to learn a lesson in English class

take down some notes and write them in your note pad

and i can help you improve your impressive vocab

you got a summer job but still ride in a cab

you can work for me and we can flip them slabs

you know i'm used to the beef and the bread

BK jokes but i ain't seen no blood shed

you feel relieved you finally got it off your chest

a whole summer went by and no battle yet

no inspiration and you down to your last check

little boy you ain't worst than my last threat

 

doc diss

 

i'm starting to feel like you my personal punching bag

he the type i would've took lunch cash and laughed

any new sneakers he would've told his mom

don't buy me them Nike's they gonna break my jaw

when the last time you seen a doctor with a thug

the only time is when you seen him stitching one up

you not a street dude and trust me we know the truth

100 and something battles in 5 months the proof

you don't get pussy you don't get money ( *fax* )

you'll ask if you could do something for me ( *whack* )

and i'll tell you to get away from me dummy ( *back* )

before i have your jaw hanging like a nummy ( *crack* )

 

( pac sample ) chorus

 

line them up against the wall and close they eyes

since they lie they die good bye

let my real life niggas hear the truth from me

what would you do if you was me

 

( frat ) diss

 

nobody asking you for your funny opinion

your broke ass always putting cents in

shut up before i take away your senses

snatch your nose off and wont be no magic trick

cut your ears off and yell can you hear me kid

i'm psycho like Sid Vicious is

you don't want beef with the 4 horsemen

cause we run shit just like the Georges

you making money in my hood i want a portion

or i'm going to be knocking on the door like Mormon's

my rhymes is on point just like a sword fish

without sunz my name still out of this orbit

 

( pac sample ) chorus

 

line them up against the wall and close they eyes

since they lie they die good bye

let my real life niggas hear the truth from me

what would you do if you was me

i'm going against all odds