[Round 1: Illmaculate]
I seen you on them blogs cousin, doin' them soft crunches
What you thought youngin'?
This was Rock IV and you that tall Russian, Dolph Lundgren?
You know where I was at when you was shootin' that stupid ass blog? London
I have his mom cuttin' raw onions, calling me small as somethin' long cut him
And turn Paul Bunyan to a small munchkin, it's nothin' he saw comin'
You're past your prime
Did you forget about your last few battles? Fine
MIB memory swipe flash past your eyes
I'ma milk this match up you gettin' flash pasteurized
Caskets fly you call me under average size, faggot
That is why you're blacker than them bags you find underneath Dizaster's eyes
Tryin' me is feudal
If he think we beefin', you wanna fire heaters, do you?
I will eat your food, a side of me is cuckoo
Play with me closer than the space between your people Brian Peeples pupils
Dawg, you softer than chai tea
Crossin' customs let's you know how fake Arsonal might be
Either his record's never been charged or wiped clean
Which means you're not a gangster, cooperated or...Wale let you borrow his ID
You know how I know you're a weirdo? It shows in your past
Your "I hate midgets" slogan is trash
And that's why every little person from here to the east coast toasted a glass
When Rex roasted that ass
I mean, I'm surprised you didn't call your lawyer
Cause watchin' back when Tech 9's short ass put that murk on ya
I bet Verne Troyer was somewhere lightin' herb for ya
The SONS crew lit a blunt too
But watchin' Rex rip you in your own city son, that was a cherished moment
Even Conceited poured out liquor from his sippy cup in memory of Gary Coleman
And don't try to tower over me and think you in a dominant position
Like you did against Con' when you was spittin'
Cause that shit's hella gay
That just means if he was taller y'all would've been kissin'
See, he usually try to bully the smaller cat and that ain't cool wit me
So it's time somebody spoke out on behalf of the community
We've had enough
What about our height makes you mad as fuck?
Is it cause we can cop some clothes for half as much?
Eat out model hoes standin' up?
Dawg, there ain't a height limit for doin' me
Kinda like how your wife isn't the cutest breeze
But I'll still dive in it like Scuba Steve
I hit it for five minutes, when I'm finished I do my thing
Leave her a drive-by victim, get it? Cause I whip it, then shoot and leave
You can call me what you want, I guarantee they'll always love me
I'm gettin' Danny DeVito paper and out here in L.A. It's Always Sunny
Speakin' of Danny DeVito, the fuckin' thing that's funny
Is I took a Taxi to this Heist, like, "Fuck it, keep it running."
My business in L.A. is Confidential cause I'm leavin' with Other People's Money
And if you didn't get the reference, huh, it's cause his slogan doesn't fit his record
It's all a misdirection
I can give you a history lesson on how he's a little jealous
No, not as an amount, as in people, he's "little jealous"
Between Tech, Conceited, Rex and me, the shit's pathetic
This is your intervention, it's time you went and said it
Admit it Durrell, you're 24 and have a motherfuckin' midget fetish
Time!
I seen you on them blogs cousin, doin' them soft crunches
What you thought youngin'?
This was Rock IV and you that tall Russian, Dolph Lundgren?
You know where I was at when you was shootin' that stupid ass blog? London
I have his mom cuttin' raw onions, calling me small as somethin' long cut him
And turn Paul Bunyan to a small munchkin, it's nothin' he saw comin'
You're past your prime
Did you forget about your last few battles? Fine
MIB memory swipe flash past your eyes
I'ma milk this match up you gettin' flash pasteurized
Caskets fly you call me under average size, faggot
That is why you're blacker than them bags you find underneath Dizaster's eyes
Tryin' me is feudal
If he think we beefin', you wanna fire heaters, do you?
I will eat your food, a side of me is cuckoo
Play with me closer than the space between your people Brian Peeples pupils
Dawg, you softer than chai tea
Crossin' customs let's you know how fake Arsonal might be
Either his record's never been charged or wiped clean
Which means you're not a gangster, cooperated or...Wale let you borrow his ID
You know how I know you're a weirdo? It shows in your past
Your "I hate midgets" slogan is trash
And that's why every little person from here to the east coast toasted a glass
When Rex roasted that ass
I mean, I'm surprised you didn't call your lawyer
Cause watchin' back when Tech 9's short ass put that murk on ya
I bet Verne Troyer was somewhere lightin' herb for ya
The SONS crew lit a blunt too
But watchin' Rex rip you in your own city son, that was a cherished moment
Even Conceited poured out liquor from his sippy cup in memory of Gary Coleman
And don't try to tower over me and think you in a dominant position
Like you did against Con' when you was spittin'
Cause that shit's hella gay
That just means if he was taller y'all would've been kissin'
See, he usually try to bully the smaller cat and that ain't cool wit me
So it's time somebody spoke out on behalf of the community
We've had enough
What about our height makes you mad as fuck?
Is it cause we can cop some clothes for half as much?
Eat out model hoes standin' up?
Dawg, there ain't a height limit for doin' me
Kinda like how your wife isn't the cutest breeze
But I'll still dive in it like Scuba Steve
I hit it for five minutes, when I'm finished I do my thing
Leave her a drive-by victim, get it? Cause I whip it, then shoot and leave
You can call me what you want, I guarantee they'll always love me
I'm gettin' Danny DeVito paper and out here in L.A. It's Always Sunny
Speakin' of Danny DeVito, the fuckin' thing that's funny
Is I took a Taxi to this Heist, like, "Fuck it, keep it running."
My business in L.A. is Confidential cause I'm leavin' with Other People's Money
And if you didn't get the reference, huh, it's cause his slogan doesn't fit his record
It's all a misdirection
I can give you a history lesson on how he's a little jealous
No, not as an amount, as in people, he's "little jealous"
Between Tech, Conceited, Rex and me, the shit's pathetic
This is your intervention, it's time you went and said it
Admit it Durrell, you're 24 and have a motherfuckin' midget fetish
Time!
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