Lil_Touch
01-27-2007, 11:06 AM
Dime you fat like that fat nigga in ya d/p pict-a (picture)/
My rhyme excercize you like hambagers at mc.donalds /
You a fuckin fat sucka /
I'll destroy your career cause your fuckin q.ueer /
You better suck some more dick cause the end of the world is near /
Im a lyrical beast / You mad cause your career is deceased /
You a descrace to the east, you should be shot dead like biggie smalls /
Refresh your breath, so you take halls thinkin they'll attract bitches /
You try and test the worthy, ima fuckin bring back columbine /
Aim for your head then pull the trigger on my AK 49 /
Your the definition of a failure /
You just another bitch nigga who wanna run the west like they dre /
But you gonna be stuck like "i love dre, i hate dre, i love dre" like game and whatever else he say /
Ima test your stylez you a snitch, got me PROFILED for life in police files /
You lucky if i dont find you out side of this site /
Cause i just might end up killin your family infront of you tonight /
All my real niggaz on Rd know, i aint fuckin around /
One shot, one blow, shoot off another round /
Fake niggas tryna turn other against me /
You cant face me, yall fake bitches dont phase me /
Yall bitches amaze me /
Now that i aint kickin' it wit King Mc & Gtech you aint feelin me /
You cant fuck wit me lyricaly / all other proteges flopped /
GTech got mad cause beef was my thing and thought it would b stopped /
Back to Dime,
You fallin like rain from the sky / im smokin upwards cause im high /
Spreading wings you hopin to fly, but like planes in 9/11 you gonna crash / So when you do all ima say is "bye bye" like ya knephews & nieces /
Like a puzzle ima leave you in pieces / You a sucker for love /
Caught up like Nas a sucker for Kelis / Burnin on the stove /
On the stove, turn the turn table and the heat increases /
You livin a lie, stuck with aids emotional cause you fucked your soul mate
She didnt tell you she got aids so you in a fucked up state of mind /
You fallin' slowly from the sky like feather weight /
"Yeah MOTHER FUCKER!!! Ima fuckin say it like this..
I'm goin back to my roots, where i started from..
Go ahead mother fucker!! Get mad at me!!
Hahahahaha, you like.. You like Paris Hilton mother fucker,
Once you came into the rap game, u fucked shit up..
Suckin too much dick, sellin your body to make money..
You a mad faggot, this just the begining, hahahaha..
I do this shit all day!!! Hahahaha, ill knock your ass ooouuuttt"
My rhyme excercize you like hambagers at mc.donalds /
You a fuckin fat sucka /
I'll destroy your career cause your fuckin q.ueer /
You better suck some more dick cause the end of the world is near /
Im a lyrical beast / You mad cause your career is deceased /
You a descrace to the east, you should be shot dead like biggie smalls /
Refresh your breath, so you take halls thinkin they'll attract bitches /
You try and test the worthy, ima fuckin bring back columbine /
Aim for your head then pull the trigger on my AK 49 /
Your the definition of a failure /
You just another bitch nigga who wanna run the west like they dre /
But you gonna be stuck like "i love dre, i hate dre, i love dre" like game and whatever else he say /
Ima test your stylez you a snitch, got me PROFILED for life in police files /
You lucky if i dont find you out side of this site /
Cause i just might end up killin your family infront of you tonight /
All my real niggaz on Rd know, i aint fuckin around /
One shot, one blow, shoot off another round /
Fake niggas tryna turn other against me /
You cant face me, yall fake bitches dont phase me /
Yall bitches amaze me /
Now that i aint kickin' it wit King Mc & Gtech you aint feelin me /
You cant fuck wit me lyricaly / all other proteges flopped /
GTech got mad cause beef was my thing and thought it would b stopped /
Back to Dime,
You fallin like rain from the sky / im smokin upwards cause im high /
Spreading wings you hopin to fly, but like planes in 9/11 you gonna crash / So when you do all ima say is "bye bye" like ya knephews & nieces /
Like a puzzle ima leave you in pieces / You a sucker for love /
Caught up like Nas a sucker for Kelis / Burnin on the stove /
On the stove, turn the turn table and the heat increases /
You livin a lie, stuck with aids emotional cause you fucked your soul mate
She didnt tell you she got aids so you in a fucked up state of mind /
You fallin' slowly from the sky like feather weight /
"Yeah MOTHER FUCKER!!! Ima fuckin say it like this..
I'm goin back to my roots, where i started from..
Go ahead mother fucker!! Get mad at me!!
Hahahahaha, you like.. You like Paris Hilton mother fucker,
Once you came into the rap game, u fucked shit up..
Suckin too much dick, sellin your body to make money..
You a mad faggot, this just the begining, hahahaha..
I do this shit all day!!! Hahahaha, ill knock your ass ooouuuttt"