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I'm real fuckin dope cuz none of the shit I spit on heres fuckin wrote
take some fuckin notes, try to learn how to flow like this, but then again you couldn't find my style if u had a ten fuckin glow sticks
its on the road called sick, u cant find it on a map, in an attempt to find-it, ya'll start whine-in, yellin' "i dunno where its at."
This is all fact, the only thing that is fiction is that i'm a flyweight and the worse member of the redemption.
wait theres some-thin i forgot to mention, look out for me if u gotta title, cuz u better be dam right i will rip that shit from posesition.
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Treach ps th name beatin these kids,
Before they feel pain, Puttin wack emcees to shame,
Keyin legendary verses, doper than legendary curses,
Ur worthless, Ur styles never quotable,
I made a town, and i called it dopevile...........rolmao
Ur styles random, straight run of the mill
rolmao
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yo they call me the zimmerman and i dont do the simmerman
i got cash money and hoes
see i rode the benz and you know i get blow
even if it was your gurl
my ryhmes got books
and you know i never let a niggga off the hook
fuck, shyt you know since i was 6
got money clodd up and i aint even rich
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the lyrical giant is, da nick-name
Dont talk shit, so imma little in-sane
Play a little ball, n dat pay for my range
Hit a couple broads, keep me wise for my age
Never back down, when a nigga calling bluff
Treat him like a dutchy, smoke him down to da dust
Only care for niggas, when dey buried unda the earth
Put dey mommaz on da streets, n take dem outta da chruch
Evil in da mind, n strong in da wit
jay a motivator, Neva envy's a bitch
Looking for a battle anybody up for it gimme ya hardest hit
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im doper then you
not a liar cuz its true
fuck with me, hell no
get burried 6 below
all you suck, just fuck
im better so suck my nuts!
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I spit like a pro and slaughter my competion
with punches so hard they need a physition.
Leave them broken and cold lying dead on the floor
when ive not even started, still they're begging for more.
If you thing your dope, then just look my way
Althought I may be a newbie, im now here to stay.
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Why am i so ill, i ask that question regulary
I'm just so dope, it's got ya'll scared of me
Used to be a herb, i had zero respect
but when i dropped, ya didn't except
for me to be so fuckin amazing
i'm just so hot, i'll always be blazing
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im ill, i tell ya....iller than an oil spill
leavin minds crazed.................
..................& empty with no skill
i came to this site ready to fuckin win
mind set to kill from ma own 'with in'
so look now at ma record, if its shown
glown record with more wins for thrown
keeping an aight record of popularity
but soon to sky rocket with mad fury
imma inna hurry for more wins under ma belt
leavin a welt on every victims record, thats felt
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I don't give a fuck if you dope/I still say you suck,no hope/'coz i kno i'm better like watever/with flow tougher than leather,harder than a berreta/Why should i praise myself,you can do that for me,/I used to shoot shells but da court blew that for me/
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i wouldn't care if the kats are fiendin on me/
i do me, if it's heated up ill drop a grenade on em quickly//
the term "ill" and "dope" is for the youngin's/
im aka like Pam Grier in Foxy Brown, with conflicts i take part-in//
i settle my own wars i dont need nobody to back me up/
and some verses i spit, i dont really have to cuss//
im that ill enough/
the "Three R's" is all said and done//
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yo im the greatest
the most hatest
but know one can scare me
cause im the one who is scary
so bring it on pussy
im to tough be push by a wussy
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I'm so fly, like a pie to a fat guy
but i'm always so high, cos I pack that bong
pass the blunt to cheech, pass the spliff to chong
if i was sick, dead and ill, i'd still be for real
cos i'd still sink 'em like shaqa o'neal
slam punks through the rim, watch my grin
fucking wit me is like a hanging on to a piece of string
fucking tight-rope, contrast with ya throat
no need to squeeze, cos my rhymes will make you choke
like russian roulette will end you being broke
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self glorfiying my self i feel so bad
for all you other people who cant rap
cause im the best best there was
when you go up against me and lose yull rust
cause thats just how i am
and always well be and have been
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Am I ill? the question remains...But there's no use second guessin' the name
Too Fly all my methods are plane, Ven's a teacher Grading papers, F'n the game
And who'd be stupid to beef, I'm 45 hits of crack chump, your loosing your teeth
The chief brutal with speech, and if it's that time of the month, my tool is in heat
I'm tired of talk and the babble, half hearted in battles, lose then it's off to go tattle
so i don't waste my time, i stay home and sale your girl meat like auctioning cattle
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I'm the illest white boy wit a mic, dont get it twisted
in fact if u blink u might miss it
cuz at the end of the night the grip on my drinks will be tight
and i'm always double fisted
they say these drinks put your mind as ease and make u think
and say whats really on ur mind
well captain mo said your a hoe and i havent heard from my corona and lime