yo, i hit up black boards, like the mic was chalk//
When i'mma bout to face anotha wannabe MC, i see'em bakin away, i got'em scared, n gottem hidin like a arab n disguiese<SP?> to avoid my illist rhymes//
When i beat dem i leave'em feelin cocky like dey got three dicks in their ass//
I be takin dem down with a force like a fat bitch hangin on their clothin line, droppon on dem,so all u gonna hear is the crowd goin ooo and ahh//
just to let all u MC's Knoe, im cold as a fridge, i b leavin emcee's lives at the edge//
im known as d tongue twista cuz i take MC's rhymes and bend'em//
i throw u out like pocket lint, once i bust a topic u'll need the whole military to stop it//
im on top kid thats y Mc's look up to me//
i feel pitty to my victoms cuz it must b rough to b anotha mc killed for runnin their mouth//
bitches callin me out? u gonna get burned cuz im hotter than the sun on a mid summer aftrenoon.//
changed it a lil haha
damn nojeel won dis hahaha
Last edited by niggoreanboi on 10-05-2002 at 12:40 AM
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