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As usual goin in. Think about the lyrics otherwise don't listen cuz that's what I care about is my words gettin out there.
LYRICS BELOW
Only took a minute
But I took the time to murder this
Mikey buried in the ground
Spittin all that worthlessness
Sittin at the crib
Wit a blunt smokin purple shit
Mikey started dissin
I was laughing when I heard the shit
Everybody knew that I was writin all that crazy shit
Why you say I'm fronting
Oh and get up off of shadys dick
Oh you think you killin them
Oh you think they feelin you
Til Bria's gotta call you
Askin if I hurt your feelings dude
I just ain't got fuck you up
But if I had a reason to
I'd put you in a coffin
6 deep
Plant a tree or two
You know that I'm runnin this
I got a plan for beatin you
Hit you wit my written shit
It's obvious you need to lose
Whatchu doin bro
Bitin flows from whack artists
Ill be winnin til you finished
So be careful whatchu startin
Especially cuz all your verses
Soundin half retarded
Man I mind is always lifted
All the joints that I been sparking
Got me writtin on a level
You'll prolly never get to see
Ill prolly make you quit
Just to show you not to F wit me
I don't give a shit
Cuz your sis down to F wit me
Make it past the second round
You payin me a lesson fee
Teachin you the proper way
To show em that you killin it
I been on the mic
Fryin mike
I be grillin him
Throwin punch lines
Blood sells
I be spillin it
Foldin under pressure
Ain't a problem that I'm dealin wit
You feelin this?
Said you like my shit
And you ain't take it back
So if I say I'm better
Then it's better you just say it back
If you still convinced
That you better
You can make a track
I might just not respond
Cuz I know that you gone pray for that
Calls himself cells
But I never took biology
I skipped it went to college
I ain't dumb just acknowledge me
You see this tough kid wife beater
Flexin on the screen
skinny whack rapper in a bra
Is what I can see