before ya fuckin go dawg, don you fuckin forget
battle me in cyper, like a game of russion rulette'
fussin fo' vet.... ya mussnt rule net,
slobadonmacokyabich, wiped ya drool yet
yeah woogy boy check back, "rrrep rrrap"
me and you in the cyper dawg, there aint no stoppin that
Word up yo, we keepin shit ringin n beefin...
Keepin it G, like we b bringin these streets in...
A reason to stop u breathin, is its a crime...
For you to b tryna rap, n still struggle to rhyme...
Been like 4 days? u outlastin the other chumps i crushed...
But in them 96 hours yo, i still waitin for a punch to touch...
Guess i ask to much, but whatever its all good...
Beefin is me cuz i always gon keep it all hood.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
keep it in the hood boy, how ya'll do that from london
ya never fuckin could OI', like you was born a punks' son
jonny rotten' boy, like the lines ya droppin
sid viscous' dawg, bitin vagina, wives choppin'
sex pistols', ya ainy got shit all, ya juss stall
ya won sham 69', z be doin fine, urry up arry' cum-on ya'll
Lmao ur killin me wit brit jokes...cuz they old played n stretched...
Jus like yo mamas pussy, after all da dicks she took that was erect...
Whatcha expect from a villian from da UK, suttin polite?..
Ask yo girlfriend how i get down, after i dig her tonite...
Thats right, gotcha girl in my left palm my meat in other...
Aint gon let her touch it since she got more herpes then yo mother...
Fucka lova, im diggin her jus for da action then bouncin...
Nah dogg u know i jus checkin fa reaction when clownin.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
ya stretched bitch, your gon regret this
the only pussy i see quit, is the one thats over there shit
ya not polite like, ya bitch was tight shyte
i fucked her all night, ya on the mic right
how my do this, when the lines i drop are so nice
auto pilot woogy boy, the cockpit got the co' ice
ya ho flys, she got me so wild, ya bussin freestyles
i got low rides, ima eat yo mo styles, im from the east side
East side b known fo tragedies, ur jus another catastrophe...
Talkin bout yo rides n shit, kid aint u know that i mash-on-G's?..
Crash on g's, shit i b a lyrical surgeon and this is urgency...
Ur in need of some serious help like it b an emergency...
Surgically cured ur rhymes, but they still make me "sicker"...
Now ^ that b a compliment or diss? bitch go figure!...
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On Vacation, Bitches.
castastrope, catasrope, stay-z juss fuckin capped this G
ya'll don know east side well, ya'll be fuckin dinin queens'
ya drivin mean, i take your compliment and spit it
rip it forty four times, you still won ya crewed up lyrics
ima crippa, blood is thicker....
shit that true, then maybe i am sicker
emergency at the hospital,
you can bet won be serve these three
patience is it possible,
operating theatres overseen your stages see
We b on triple digit posts n still dissin folks...
Kid u cant win a battle, like u "missin votes"...
Ur punches hittin? a joke,kid ur gettin smoke...
Every1 wanna take a turn, like da bong n a toke...
Kid ur broke, not economically but skill wise...
U should know by now that i lyrically kill guys.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
yeah right, three and the third, so obserd
8-1-0, you no show herb, ass to the curb
men prefered, word, theres a girl, shit woogy perves
don look at my ass B, look at the bitch, served ^
regurgin curds, from the guy juss gave head for 5 clicks
more like it, ya like my shit, bongs dry, i make high hits
Aight son ur elevatin no doubt, but u still below me...
Callin me gay, yet ur bitch was askin if she can blow me...
Slowly, then speedin up cuz she a slut wants a nut...
Went to bend over but i tell her i aint fuck in da butt..
So what, she took a shit n now wants dick, yo...
Told ur bitch no, cuz au know i aint dig hoesssss!
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On Vacation, Bitches.
fuck in the butt, you took all that, and a nut
sorry slut, i had to say that, shoulda kept it shut
but since ya'll seen it now, ima have to change my style
runnin cats down, who be livin the mile wide
child hide, hide and fuckin seek, ya weak, compete
b sweet between my sheets, be dick be squeezin cheeks
not me, not yours, i don fucked with dirty whores
ya won thirty more, my tips bleed herding raw
U on da east side n still up, kid dontcha ever sleep?...
Ur dick so small yo girl says that u aint ever deep...
Pushin aside da beef, i think i know u, aint sure tho...
My girl is wifey material, urs is jus a pure hoe!...
For sho', u b poor yo, <--- bout yo weak rhymes...
Borin me readin em, increasin my sleep time...
U got a creep mind, pervin over bow wow bitches...
Ur like a blind man brawlin, punches always count as misses.
Holla.
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On Vacation, Bitches.
yeah that one was bit week, ima admit the love
but i was dissin a bitch...in diss the person above
ya gon need gloves, before ya read that
ya be a quater back, coz you aint get that
touch down on that bitches ass, quarter back of weed aint gon forget crap
at least an oz for sho,
posted aye you before, thought you was sayin you know where im at yo'
now i did say it was a big mile, and very fuckin wide
like to hide, check back the cyp', i didnt really lie
still the same ill styles, nothin gon be changin
rearangin like yanker vok, this guys gob be gapin
is you im rapin, and now you now this, can it bitch
your secret, mine too, can we juss, let it slip
Word i know u if yo name b Damon or Patrick...
Spittin off da top of my dome, its a hat-trick...
Lyrics too hot u cant catch it, bitch ass kid...
Yo bitch is jus a hoe, u know, trick ass bitch...
Dick ask dick, cuz u wanna touch it, faggot...
Yo call to yo mans "Yo man, come here i wanna grab it"...
Smack it, fuck it, i gotta bounce in twenty...
Gon buy an Eighth, save, then buy me plenty.
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