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I'm hard to talk to like deaf people that can't speak
N ur rhymes are hard to look at, like Ethiopians dat don't eat
When u rap, it sounds like u rap with no beat
Mah rap is so powerful it can make a man tap with no feet
It can make a man with retarded hands clap to mah beat
Make mah enemies give meeh daps
Make James Brown get rid of his perm and go back to naps
Make Will Smith gangsta rap
Make Christopher Reeves even more handicap
I spit fiyah
like tha nose on Richard Pryor
It'll make Charles dig up tha body of Princess Diana
It'll make Puff Daddy go back to tha ghetto
It'll make unloaded guns spit tecks, yo
It'll make Mase tripple up
It'll make Carmen Elektra rip her nipples up
It'll make Hell icy cold and cool
It'll make mothafucking prick kids shoot up their fucking school
*****, u bunker than beds
U fucked up in tha head
Frontin' like u don't like mah style,
but under yah breath
u wishin' u was meeh, mothafucka, instead
u some weak little bitch
Actin' like u riddle shit
but *****, William Smith
could defeat u and not even diss u with some ill shit
U rappin' ur so called "rill shit"
and gettin' laffed at cuz of ur invisible skills, bitch
but meeh, I'm just laffin' at ur little dick
I hit u with more punches than a Mike Tyson match
I'm lightin' matches
with mah tongue
While u smokin' blunts with ur cunt
and run off ya tongue
like fat chicks on diets
When I spit, u set a fire, like LA riots
I move tha Lunatics out their Free City
I'm tha one that changed Puff Daddy's name to P-Diddy
U tryna hide from me like ur Eminem CDs from ya parents
U can't see meeh like I'm transparent
Needles pokin' at ur wrists
like Jesus at his crucifix
Bones pokin' through ya skin
U ain't bleedin' cuz all ya blood blew with tha wind
Torture, roll ya up in zig-zags and smoke ya
Grip mah hands around ya throat and choke ya
until ya face turns blue, red, purple, then violet
Have ya eyes rippin' out ya eyelids
like Pam Anderson's tits outta her tight dress
Tha stranger witha backwards baseball cap
Puttin' u out ya misery with this baseball bat
WWF on yur bitch ass in the lyrical wrasslin' matt
I'm the ghetto cat in tha hat
Smackin' ya back
harda than ya dad but I could neva be ya dad
cuz mah semen don't produce weak MC's
Ur rap so fulla shit, that itz empty
Don't think just cuz I'm Suburban that I'm friendly
cuz if u try to jump me, than I shall pimp thee
Cut u with mah fucking lyrics
Bloodier than ur mom's pussy when she's on her period
Filthier than ur mom's pussy, period
LyricallyLost ain't stupid, he know he tha dopest lyricist
U takin' these lines harda than junkies on coke
All tawk is cheap, except urs, ur fucking tawk is broke
U try to diss me in mah face, but when u try to tawk, u choke
I leave u 'black and blue' like Backstreet
I split up ur head like Blackstreet
I'm feelin' all of Mystikal's 'danger'
Like Baby Jesus in his manger
*****, feel tha whole range of
mah anger
Gosh dang ya
*****z is such shit startaz
Frontin' like u hip-hoppaz
I'm a 'rap phenomenon' like Big Poppa
I'm a pig stoppa
slash bitch jocka
Leave u shot up
like 2Pac, What?
I hit hard
I'm laffin' at u like ur girl when u don't git hard
*****, quit! stop!
U see deez nutz, *****, git off, What?
N ur rhymes are hard to look at, like Ethiopians dat don't eat
When u rap, it sounds like u rap with no beat
Mah rap is so powerful it can make a man tap with no feet
It can make a man with retarded hands clap to mah beat
Make mah enemies give meeh daps
Make James Brown get rid of his perm and go back to naps
Make Will Smith gangsta rap
Make Christopher Reeves even more handicap
I spit fiyah
like tha nose on Richard Pryor
It'll make Charles dig up tha body of Princess Diana
It'll make Puff Daddy go back to tha ghetto
It'll make unloaded guns spit tecks, yo
It'll make Mase tripple up
It'll make Carmen Elektra rip her nipples up
It'll make Hell icy cold and cool
It'll make mothafucking prick kids shoot up their fucking school
*****, u bunker than beds
U fucked up in tha head
Frontin' like u don't like mah style,
but under yah breath
u wishin' u was meeh, mothafucka, instead
u some weak little bitch
Actin' like u riddle shit
but *****, William Smith
could defeat u and not even diss u with some ill shit
U rappin' ur so called "rill shit"
and gettin' laffed at cuz of ur invisible skills, bitch
but meeh, I'm just laffin' at ur little dick
I hit u with more punches than a Mike Tyson match
I'm lightin' matches
with mah tongue
While u smokin' blunts with ur cunt
and run off ya tongue
like fat chicks on diets
When I spit, u set a fire, like LA riots
I move tha Lunatics out their Free City
I'm tha one that changed Puff Daddy's name to P-Diddy
U tryna hide from me like ur Eminem CDs from ya parents
U can't see meeh like I'm transparent
Needles pokin' at ur wrists
like Jesus at his crucifix
Bones pokin' through ya skin
U ain't bleedin' cuz all ya blood blew with tha wind
Torture, roll ya up in zig-zags and smoke ya
Grip mah hands around ya throat and choke ya
until ya face turns blue, red, purple, then violet
Have ya eyes rippin' out ya eyelids
like Pam Anderson's tits outta her tight dress
Tha stranger witha backwards baseball cap
Puttin' u out ya misery with this baseball bat
WWF on yur bitch ass in the lyrical wrasslin' matt
I'm the ghetto cat in tha hat
Smackin' ya back
harda than ya dad but I could neva be ya dad
cuz mah semen don't produce weak MC's
Ur rap so fulla shit, that itz empty
Don't think just cuz I'm Suburban that I'm friendly
cuz if u try to jump me, than I shall pimp thee
Cut u with mah fucking lyrics
Bloodier than ur mom's pussy when she's on her period
Filthier than ur mom's pussy, period
LyricallyLost ain't stupid, he know he tha dopest lyricist
U takin' these lines harda than junkies on coke
All tawk is cheap, except urs, ur fucking tawk is broke
U try to diss me in mah face, but when u try to tawk, u choke
I leave u 'black and blue' like Backstreet
I split up ur head like Blackstreet
I'm feelin' all of Mystikal's 'danger'
Like Baby Jesus in his manger
*****, feel tha whole range of
mah anger
Gosh dang ya
*****z is such shit startaz
Frontin' like u hip-hoppaz
I'm a 'rap phenomenon' like Big Poppa
I'm a pig stoppa
slash bitch jocka
Leave u shot up
like 2Pac, What?
I hit hard
I'm laffin' at u like ur girl when u don't git hard
*****, quit! stop!
U see deez nutz, *****, git off, What?
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