DONT MAKE ME SWITCH N BLOW MY FUSE
IN DISZ CLASH I WIN U LOSE
TYM 2 PUT ON UR DANCIN SHOE
ILL SHANK AND LEAVE NO CLUE
COZ ITSZ STRAPSZ ON DE MIC
N IM BIG IN DE GAME
DNT MAKE ME SNITCH AND BLOW UR COVER.
I WIN U LOSE BITCH, U AINT REAL BROTHA.
TYM 2 PUT ON UR THINKIN CAP SUCKA.
IF U WANNA WIN AT THIS TING MOTHAFUCKA.
COS ITS MCK ON THE DE KEYBOARD FAM.
AND UR FLOW IS A LITTLE BIT FEEBLE MAN.
UR A WEASEL AND, UR NOT EQUAL NEVER.
MY BARS WHIP U, LIKE THEY MADE OF LEATHER.
wastemn finkin hesz all showa
draw 4 de gat like tomb rider
reppin the e.16 straight up
try anyfing pull out the shanker
dont step 2 me cosz am 2 hardcore
things are about bore
strapsz n ill swing 4 ur jaw
leave bang up on the floor
"wastemn finkin hesz all showa, draw 4 de gat like tomb rider
reppin the e.16 straight up, try anyfing pull out the shanker
dont step 2 me cosz am 2 hardcore, things are about bore
strapsz n ill swing 4 ur jaw, leave bang up on the floor"
Here are mine:
COME ON THEN, COME ON THEN. SWING FOR MY JAW.
IF U WANNA GET BORED, ILL SEND FOR THE SWORD
U WROTE ME 8 BARS, BUT IT WAS MORE LIKE 4.
IM A LYRICAL TANK AND IM READY FOR UR WAR.
There that should kill u off nicely, they are like the shittest bars i could allow myself to write and they still kill u.
4 barz Durked.
Bless.
Edited 2 times. Last edit at 07/17/08 06:47PM by MCK.
COME ON DEN, COME ON DEN, BRING IN UR MAN
DNT START BEEF OR ILL SHANK LIKE LAMB,
COME ON THEN BLUD, TRY AND TEST MY PLAN.
IM IN DEVILISH MODE COS I JUS SNIFFED GRAM
COME ON THEN, COME ON THEN, THINK DAT U CAN
I'LL HUNT U DOWN BLUD, AND FRY U LIKE PAN
IM COOL LIKA FAN, BUT MY NAME AINT STAN
COME ON DEN, COME ON DEN, COME ON DEN FAM.
Strapz shut......the......fuck.........up!! YOUR SHIT, tempa's betta dan you (no offence blud)
Its a gd ideas to finish your barz
not shorten your tings or else ill leave....
stupid ass mug finkin hes....
ill tell you now your not showa you tard
your a fake mc dat gets left in the past
i dnt rely want dis shit to sound harsh
bt ure fake like the tits on jody marsh
guns i dnt blast but youll get left ina mess
Dnt start to fink dat me n yous bless
cause im charged dat MC tht no man can tess
im fresh to death so keep ya forts in ya head
cause youll never get your hands on ma ched
instead you'll dream bout p's in ure bed
youll never be me so i dnt a fuck wat u sed
im jus here to Rep the renegades bruv
ill come like sum godly ting from above
never guna slow dwn give maself a shuv
So you bes run away when im wearin a glove