dough1
Oh yea...I got sumthin for this topic...
JerseyDevil is a bitch ass faggot dat got a fetish for suckin dick
But when I send him beef dis nigga act like he can't accept it
Muthafucka get a life and quit tryna interfere wit mines
Dis nigga seem like he was created to jus waste my time
And who da fuck is this nigga Scoobe? Where dis fool come from?
He claimin a crew that dont even fuckin exist, man this nigga is dumb
Plus u ain't won no battles, and u NEVER gonna come close to me
So go find sumbody else to fuck wit, cuz I ain't da one G
And it's a whole lot more hatas that I can't even remember
Niggas is nothin to me, I'm hard, you faggots is tender
Take a permanent nap muhfuckas, and stop gettin in my way
I ain't takin no shit from neither of u faggots no more, startin today
Yo anybody wanna hate Im wit my girl dough/
Fuck yall bitches fuckas too slow/
Can't get off our grind u know we hustle/
Bench weight bitch my click we move mucsle/
Fuck that and fuck tha untouchable crew/
Yall bitches gonna run when W.W.S come thru/
When tha glocks come out wat dem bitches gone do/
Thats why I aint fakes like PalmonmyClappa/
real little bitches he actually think he a rapper/
Im fucken cuttin up Im filled with laughta/
Fuck all yall that hate on dough and my team/
Ya heard of tha crop well bitch I'm tha cream/
And they aint everything they seem/
Bitches hatin only win battles in they dream/
Come to my face if ya ass wanna beef or battle/
Cuz Im Psycosis and Ill make ya fucken brains rattle//
Yo if its really about anyting then let me
spit/ yo I come back to a shitty ass welcome
on my first come back cypher ni99as all ready
talkin' shit/ its like he mad cause he claimen'
gay unit/ ,ha, best know not to start beef wit me dog
cause you ain't goin' finish right just look at the battles they all
fell off an' now claimen a bitch ass click/ ,ha, yup now time
talk about the hatas hatin on my style/ shit yall bout to
be punished like yall was my own child/ bout to put you in timeout
but think you slick sneakin out but you don't see me inda
closet wit da slick smile/ now you bein followed out to da streetz
now you livin' unda grass/ an' now we usein' your buis' for profit
and now ya wife runnin door to door makin' an' gettin' us our
cash/ ha look at da chain an' you see lights camrea action den
you see da flash/ yup any time you want it/ just copy and paste
an' act like you spittin' it/ but if not just do wats best an keep my name
from leavein' ya lips/
time to reopen some old wounds/ relinquish some gooms/ like they parents send em to they rooms/cause i'm an classic straight out da ol'sckool/ equipped wit new tools/
wit enough clips to torch any fool/ run-up wrong and get found across seas/ tha click like an sworm of bees/rap just an ordeal/ it's easy to me/ you can hate/ buta neva be hot as me/ my flow has no equivelant/ i been here one day and thats relavent/ get killed and i'll leave no trace of eveidence/ so wat it do beef is nothin/ take em to war and leave em soft like stuffin/ every cat claim he hard and he da best/ da good die yung and get laid to rest/ tha best on ya brain/ but don great he like an heavey stone on ya chest/ you cant breathe and you cant stop em/ even on his worst day he da best / tha kid ungry and he thursty
im tired of all these niggas tryin ta get wit me all these niggas lookin at me like im fake come spit wit me/i said ill bang witchu out in tha street hit u wit a left right 2 hitta quitta sweet,sleep/and im down wit the presidents but fuck all the politics talk down ill leave ya on tha corna swalla holla tips/and all these hatin ass niggas aint got shit ta say when i come ta they back clack wit tha ak,dont play niggas really aint hot theysee me in the drop top, pop shots cuz im pimpin on rocks/and when it comes ta my hustle best belive i go hard cuz i aint play the hand i was dealt i changed the cards, came up from the ghetto now i live life classy and all the bitches on my dick cuz a nigga so flashy/and when i roll through the hood i get my respect is it cuz a tha stacks in my pocket or the doors on the lex/wats next pop off i put ya brains on ya lap, and murda niggas in the booth cuz im mean wit tha rap/ kno dat nigga cuz im good in any hood around im a universersal nigga any city ne town i put my pimp came down when it comes ta tha bitches/ and any nigga talk shit get left wit stitches/ and everybody done know im hottest on lets beef dont play i got that hook that got you chokin on ya teef
Yo haters can hate, players can play,
Haters get f*d up in the game of the day
Say me, coz I'm ill, representin' dis cypher
Droppin last, coz i know haters bein the biters
Of rhymes that we spit, original like Tical
Method man, incorporate emotions go wild
So now, in the art of hatin on haters
They borned from bootyshakers, who got quickied and dumped them in a trailer
Failure to launch, deir rockets ain't goin
So dey start hatin, while us pplz keep da rhymes flowin
It's owed, we in a team, recollect from the past
when haters never existed, they were called 'kiss-ass'
Now aint got no pay, they are all gay,
I can stand here and rhyme to me its f*n payday
So weigh it up, on the line, haters can hate
But rappers always get their way,
no matter wat da punks say...
Cypher started: July 17th 2006 at 23:40
dat was tight Posted on: 2006-07-18 02:59:45
jersy devil come out were ever u are lol Posted on: 2006-07-18 03:05:39
nice psy Posted on: 2006-07-18 05:33:26
hahaha... Posted on: 2006-07-18 16:10:46
dat waz cold Rated: 5 Posted on: 2006-07-19 01:54:51
Its another one! Posted on: 2006-07-19 12:48:54
Ha shit we killed it yall. Posted on: 2006-07-19 18:32:17