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Gayme Over
Well at least he was smart enough not to rap about him You ain't got no tears nigga You got butterflies you tried to coverup with L.A. tats I'ma get at you guaranteed I
been spitting for ya Ayo this fag shake his ass for a
couple dollas I
murder mics man this that Massacre 2
Even you know your career was basically through I'ma get at you guaranteed I
been spitting for ya Ayo this fag shake his ass for a
couple dollas I
murder mics man this that Massacre 2
Even you know your career was basically through I
Chuck Lidell on tracks When I
spell it smell like crack Hang you lil dicks upside down like bats Who the
face of L.A? Had to get ya butterfly covered up with L.A You the
waste of L.A Get blast up in L.A Face down ass up in L.A You the
crocodile hunter, I
am the
stingray, making my day One blood? More like Michael Jackson gets rid of one glove Like I
threw a
snail at him Get hit with one slug One six foot hole dug One punch? Never happened Playa hush ya self and if it ended a
career you must of punched yaself Ron Jeremy ass nigga, put ya dick in ya own mouth and suck yaself, bust yaself So you can cum harder my oblongata is the
fire starter Don't make me none Jayceon when I
have beef I
serve filet mignon Don't make me do it to ya JT, cause I'll overdo it Push your head in more combinations than a
fucking rubix Tongue Ring Queen lived in the
burbs He that black homo dude from "Revenge of The
Nerds" Got signed to Aftermath, Dre dropped you twice Then only clown to sell three mill and get dropped again, ahoa No Doctors Advocate, boy stranded on geffen and still ain't learned his lesson Lying to the
press and Internet thug Its all good nigga in the
end after you flop I'll still invite you to be my myspace friend I'ma get at you guaranteed I
been spitting for ya Ayo this fag shake his ass for a
couple dollas I
murder mics man this that Massacre 2
Even you know your career was basically through I'ma get at you guaranteed I
been spitting for ya Ayo this fag shake his ass for a
couple dollas I
murder mics man this that Massacre 2
Even you know your career was basically through That first song was a
jab, this is part two of my trilogy feature I
promise number three is Ether His only defense, I
ain't said nothing new But just because you already exposed don't make it any less true This nigga life story switch like the
butterfly effect: get the
picture? Just answer "yes" or "no" nigga, are you a
stripper? (Yes) Went from crip to blood, we call that transformer That man's a
former Deuce Bigelow man whorea Call him "Hurricane Game" cause he shake it like a
saltshaker Drop it like its hot, Chippendale change of heart maker Plus ya shoes ain't selling, you ain't no felon Guaranteed bottle service when I
break yo melon You ain't from no hood, got bitch slapped by Suge N.W.A.? You's a
H.W.A., "Ho With a
Attitude" Confusing banging with ballet Catch him outside the
club take his car away like valet Got Eazy-E tatted on ya arm bitch His own son, Lil Eazy from Compton even said you a
varmint Rat ass nigga murk him on some calm shit Plus my swags funky like Serena Williams armpits Ahh, Made it through the
hellhole Your hood is Glendale to Melrose, look at this black tickle me Elmo Remember the
time you rapped exactly like Shyne Didn't even know this nigga and he shouts me out in rhymes like: "Yeah this killa Cali life is a
mothafucker" "Nigga you from Lancaster" "Niggas hoppin off a
lax's can't wait to see the
sunshine" "Shut up nigga" "Y'all must think it's all chips and championships in L.A. I
got niggas from San Diego all the
way to the
bay" "Who you got?" "E-40, Dre, Tash, Ras Kass" "Who?" (Hahaha) I
get it you my Stan gone bad miss me Dave Chapelle lost episode, this nigga's my pixie So I'mma stay on game like the
referee You lucky I'm on parole I
been put steel in ya soul Throw 'em to the
wolves let the
street divide ya American me that boy is prison vagina And fuck if Interscope created you Big Face done made you 50cent filleted you Stupid, you played you Jimmy can't save you When I
stick my whole arm through ya chest like Chris Angel No love when I
turn in ya clock and Flavor Flav you No Crip or Blood when I
gang bang you I'm able to hop out GT's extra crisp Spit green shit like possessed bitch in "The Exorcist" Ho's I
fuck swear I
got the
extra dick My P.O. is healthy, My tec is extra sick And since you tried to promote your record off me pal "Eat or Die" the
new album in stores now Get real nigga Pistol grip pump? Nigga you's a
high heel pump Yeah, "Eat or Die" the
new album in stores now Fuck this faggot! (G) I'ma get at you guaranteed I
been spitting for ya (A) Ayo this fag shake his ass for a
couple dollas (M) I
murder mics man this that Massacre 2
(E) Even you know your career was basically through (G) I'ma get at you guaranteed I
been spitting for ya (A) Ayo this fag shake his ass for a
couple dollas (M) I
murder mics man this that Massacre 2
(E) Even you know your career was basically through Fake blood!
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