Jumpoff TV, Dumbfoundead, Nocando, Sahtyre, Rhetoric - WRC07 Dumbfoundead & Sahtyre vs NoCanDo & Rheteric lyrics
[Jumpoff TV, Dumbfoundead, Nocando, Sahtyre, Rhetoric - WRC07 Dumbfoundead & Sahtyre vs NoCanDo & Rheteric lyrics]
Okay Okay okay, okay
You came with lisa left eye lopez
Thinkin your so fresh
Two cokeheads, go to your homestead
Before your both dead yo Johnathan park
You don't got a shot in the dark
You got to be crossing your heart
Like a catholic passing a crash with a
Dead baby's body caught in the car
That would be where Rhetoric comes in
That would be where rhetoric comes in
But i couldn't say nothing
Cause i couldn't rap forever
I ain't gonna battle this mother fucker
When he lives his dad and pays his rent-er
You thinking your better
You don't look the same without
Your helmet, your coloring book
And your fucking suspenders
Kill'em with this rap shit
You little whack bitch can't
Even spit my name
Unless sayin it in the past tense
I fathered you both you get your ass kicked
Hes wearing his shirt
Cause you spit 20 milligrams of whackness
You ain't going against me who is this?
You stupid bitch i smack the fuckk out of
Ludacris and bruise his lips
Ain't nobody beatin No
You all mutherfuckins smoke tweak and blow
Your facial features decomposed a weak ago
Y'all don't have the surgery or
The technology to fade me
Nice choice of partnership
Both of you look like
Affirmative action slavery
Shut up your the whackest armenian
Stop using rap as a medium
You hat is a map on expedia
Yo im rapping for the people
This what i like to see
An immigrant in the shadow of a negro
I'll stab him with a steeple
Imma sit this battle out so
This battle could be equal
Yo all of your shit is whack
Like P Diddy's tracks
Nocando had to carry you piggyback
You can't really rap, shit
Its broke lenny kravitz with
A coke sniffing habit
Im bout to tear you in fours
Your a square in the door
You couldn't comb your hair with a fork
Your an aryan lord youre just a little tan
He won scribble jam
What are you doing little man dumb:
Yea, you won scribble jam
Too bad your alcoholic father
Doesnt give a damn
I have to communicate through both of
Them as the middle man
Im killin cats this fool ain't bustin
He raps for 17 bars and don't say nothin
And it can still be that simple
Ill pop you like a little black pimple
Your fucken bimbos temples sick flow
What are you expecting from me
Im the freshest MC time!
Those are the designs from Penny
Mother fuckers are talking like
They're doper than us you sit the fuck out
You motherfuckers are posers and suck
I punch your friend in the sternum
And i bet your shoulder'll touch
You came with lisa left eye lopez
Thinkin your so fresh
Two cokeheads, go to your homestead
Before your both dead yo Johnathan park
You don't got a shot in the dark
You got to be crossing your heart
Like a catholic passing a crash with a
Dead baby's body caught in the car
That would be where Rhetoric comes in
That would be where rhetoric comes in
But i couldn't say nothing
Cause i couldn't rap forever
I ain't gonna battle this mother fucker
When he lives his dad and pays his rent-er
You thinking your better
You don't look the same without
Your helmet, your coloring book
And your fucking suspenders
Kill'em with this rap shit
You little whack bitch can't
Even spit my name
Unless sayin it in the past tense
I fathered you both you get your ass kicked
Hes wearing his shirt
Cause you spit 20 milligrams of whackness
You ain't going against me who is this?
You stupid bitch i smack the fuckk out of
Ludacris and bruise his lips
Ain't nobody beatin No
You all mutherfuckins smoke tweak and blow
Your facial features decomposed a weak ago
Y'all don't have the surgery or
The technology to fade me
Nice choice of partnership
Both of you look like
Affirmative action slavery
Shut up your the whackest armenian
Stop using rap as a medium
You hat is a map on expedia
Yo im rapping for the people
This what i like to see
An immigrant in the shadow of a negro
I'll stab him with a steeple
Imma sit this battle out so
This battle could be equal
Yo all of your shit is whack
Like P Diddy's tracks
Nocando had to carry you piggyback
You can't really rap, shit
Its broke lenny kravitz with
A coke sniffing habit
Im bout to tear you in fours
Your a square in the door
You couldn't comb your hair with a fork
Your an aryan lord youre just a little tan
He won scribble jam
What are you doing little man dumb:
Yea, you won scribble jam
Too bad your alcoholic father
Doesnt give a damn
I have to communicate through both of
Them as the middle man
Im killin cats this fool ain't bustin
He raps for 17 bars and don't say nothin
And it can still be that simple
Ill pop you like a little black pimple
Your fucken bimbos temples sick flow
What are you expecting from me
Im the freshest MC time!
Those are the designs from Penny
Mother fuckers are talking like
They're doper than us you sit the fuck out
You motherfuckers are posers and suck
I punch your friend in the sternum
And i bet your shoulder'll touch