jus me wit some tight punchlines
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Lyrics
Yo, I got a Chamber of Lyrics Pointed at you I'm steady AiminWhy the hell should i Blaze this b*** , when he's already flamin
talk to much i fill up ya liver like a mute mail man I don't talk I deliver
pussy falls in my lap like a strip club wit crippled b*** es an u be givin head ta not get shot fa snitchin
An u dont wanna push me my status in the game's C section is a cut above you pussies
an people always shootin they mouth-off, you wanna spit "clean" you shoulda stuck to the mouth-wash"
hyping bout the drugs, the women hugs the four fith slugs and persian rugs you stack, when really you married lisa ring to be able to pack 2 kilos a crack
These verses are like 'swallowing-cement,' they'll leave you ' sh** tin-a-brick'/ so biter, your verse couldnt be more 'fishy' if you got caught 'sniffing-a-clit'/
I done been "on top" of more " b*** es" than revlon You rap in a room full of insomniacs and still get slept on
I cut whoever tries to touch me like barbed wire You got a mouth full of asbestos you can't spit fire
Bring my nine in, youre the next to be finished Its a shame youll last less than 3 minutes //
To teach The Lesson, so listen up, cuz This Is The Way // You little gay punk, pay attention to the swish in my sway
The spits that I spray to any b*** who gets in my way //
F*** an AIM chat, all you can do is sit an sh** talk Like a paraplegic dissing on somebodys cryp-walk //
You boring weakling, you a geek rapper In a street battle Ill leave wit a weak bladder //
I reach and attack any deskrete matter Smash your head into the concrete until ya teeth shatter // from every ion to each atom
Got your friends scared remembering how bad tweez had um
lets define ill, is it to sign deals, or is it your rhymes skill, either way you get clapped walkin in this mine field
baller or hater? sh** , you dont even deserve a class, call me the waiter because i just served yo ass
