Single $0.75
Album $8
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #4,431
Peak in subgenre #77
Author
birdtweezy
Rights
http:birdtweezy.my-place.com
Uploaded
January 22, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 1.6 MB • 128 kbps • 1:44
Lyrics
look i drop lyricall bombs on you like bush did saddam/
f*** you im off with my flow like your dad did your mom/
sh** dont go to well if u a nark,im the pimp u c in ya room in the dark/
i f*** ed ur b*** last nite n left marks, then lit her pussy up wit sparks/
beating all u f** s is an obligation/
Better no show, I'm throwing low blows, sending these pussies through ovulation/
Look face it, i dont need magical powers to make you dissapear like twin towers.
leave you with a sour taste while i devour leave you stuck like rush hour/
so step up to the plate and await while i create to be someone great/
.but at any rate i seal ya fate wit hate we can debate on ur skills but there a waste
i have u Chokin to death for opposing the best put the 22 to ya chest
An watch it spread like a Paranormal substance as I put you to rest/
You always open for stress like women undergoing pregnancy test/
eliminate u Like the exterminator as I exterminate pests/
My Intensity shatters the density of this entity mentally
as my extendency of supremacy rises and explodes like combustible energy/
you get publicity after your on Cnn footage the chemistry of my abilities
and capabilities locked this battle down like a correctional facility/
Cos most b*** es periods flowin like it came straight out of a streams,
And if the pussy think its gonna sleep before sex I leave it raped in its dreams//
cause most cats spit more sh!t than a babys anus i spit anguish/
cause i rap a whole nother language hear my name so much that i must be famous/
You yappin bout how u tight but jus stick ta suckin ya moms breast/
cause u couldn't move a crowd rockin a turban yellin bomb threats/
Notify the morgue~coz my spits a killin ya faster than surges from power cords
call me ya lord~I'm drownin ya 4 sure~in saliva with da way these spits pour
Im the best cause i spit limitless bars~u still couldnt be sick if u smelled like sh** from sars/
the only way u come close ta bumpin hoez is gettin hit by they cars
An this beat is over im done wit it it was murder so im retirin
cause u like 50 u cant rap till u get shot in the mouth an medics do some re-wire-in
