[Round 1: Aye Verb]
Okay fans, out of the gate let's get one thing straight
In my eyes Diz' is not a great, he's out of place, out of date
Sloppy, lyrically out of shape
I'm muddy water, he fresh water, a pond, a lake
The reason that you failed in URL
Cause you couldn't reel your street niggas in
Cause you didn't have nothing on them lines
Translation: he don't got the bait
Let's not debate, he's distant, type to send a missile and hide his face
I'm different, vicious, vindictive, this Saddam verse Jeffrey Dahmer case
Me and you have nothing in common, comma, wait
Cause when I spit, niggas body's shake, I send opponents souls outer space
When you go, the crowd be like "Ugh! Fuck!"
Nigga yo bars give niggas that same feel as when the condom break
Morphine injection, before I chop up my patients
I make sure they in a common state
Cause words I throw can get surgical...it's time for doctor operate
Preshow, every time I land in Cali I expect a certain vibe
Purple skies, different vibes, niggas lying, bitches, "hi!"
Getting high, whipping rides I never get to drive
You bring extra shit around dickhead?
You getting circumcised
Extra shit around dick head, you getting...nevermind
Tonight I'ma kill you, but I am gon send you out in sstyle
I just need to know, what's your shirt, your size, turban and purple tie
What you want? Box with little Arabic inserts inside?
You want ya hearse covered in Slurpee signs, what?
I don't fuck with this nigga, I been waiting to kill him for a long time
I hope y'all know my slogan, when it's go time it's SHOWTIME!
This the part of the movie when the killing starts
What you nerds ain't ever seen New Jack City before?
I ride up on a llama, gripping a llama, Diz' who I'm asking for
Boom box playing flute music snakes come out the baskets for
Let rip with one arm, spray y'all bastards
Back the llama up and it's the same shit in reverse
Like spelling "radar" backwards
You out of control you on some shit
You got you a little bodies but none of them bodies is nothing like me
I'm MMA fighting now, I'm good standing, never on my knee
I'll knock him out, go like "this" and scream y'all shit
That's "KOTD!"
Okay fans, out of the gate let's get one thing straight
In my eyes Diz' is not a great, he's out of place, out of date
Sloppy, lyrically out of shape
I'm muddy water, he fresh water, a pond, a lake
The reason that you failed in URL
Cause you couldn't reel your street niggas in
Cause you didn't have nothing on them lines
Translation: he don't got the bait
Let's not debate, he's distant, type to send a missile and hide his face
I'm different, vicious, vindictive, this Saddam verse Jeffrey Dahmer case
Me and you have nothing in common, comma, wait
Cause when I spit, niggas body's shake, I send opponents souls outer space
When you go, the crowd be like "Ugh! Fuck!"
Nigga yo bars give niggas that same feel as when the condom break
Morphine injection, before I chop up my patients
I make sure they in a common state
Cause words I throw can get surgical...it's time for doctor operate
Preshow, every time I land in Cali I expect a certain vibe
Purple skies, different vibes, niggas lying, bitches, "hi!"
Getting high, whipping rides I never get to drive
You bring extra shit around dickhead?
You getting circumcised
Extra shit around dick head, you getting...nevermind
Tonight I'ma kill you, but I am gon send you out in sstyle
I just need to know, what's your shirt, your size, turban and purple tie
What you want? Box with little Arabic inserts inside?
You want ya hearse covered in Slurpee signs, what?
I don't fuck with this nigga, I been waiting to kill him for a long time
I hope y'all know my slogan, when it's go time it's SHOWTIME!
This the part of the movie when the killing starts
What you nerds ain't ever seen New Jack City before?
I ride up on a llama, gripping a llama, Diz' who I'm asking for
Boom box playing flute music snakes come out the baskets for
Let rip with one arm, spray y'all bastards
Back the llama up and it's the same shit in reverse
Like spelling "radar" backwards
You out of control you on some shit
You got you a little bodies but none of them bodies is nothing like me
I'm MMA fighting now, I'm good standing, never on my knee
I'll knock him out, go like "this" and scream y'all shit
That's "KOTD!"
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