Come on, move it! Get in one line here!
[Double K]
I got, ten MC's held up in a line
Cause all these dudes told me that they knew how to rhyme
So which one should it be that I choose to test first
The way he grabbed the mic showed signs of a pussy and even worse
He was talkin bout a gat that wasn't tucked in his waist
So I recorded him ass, into the next sucka face (next)
This fool was pretty dope, told him, keep up the good work
Gave him a pound and a pimp, moved on to this next jerk
Hey yo, dude looked like Usher with his chest all exposed
Bustin bout bitches he'd been hittin, his stupid ass clothes
Big smile on his face like there were hands in the air wavin'
But I was anticipatin with Satan to see him bakin'
Under the authority of someone lower than me
Started gettin tired (yawn!), skipped three, now here's the seventh MC
Looked like a pretty cool guy, but sounded like Treach (Hay! Ho!)
Moved around all fast screamin with weapons around his neck
It was like a fuckin joke, me and the gang got a good laugh
He got all hot, tried to dulo, we beat his fuckin ass like
(sounds of fighting)
Number eight was a female, at least that's how I figured
Until it started rappin, sounded like one of my niggas
God damn this that, and all the guns in the world
Harder than most niggas on the mic, even had a Jheri Curl (damn!)
Sent her to Jenny Jones, for the little makeover
Told her, "be back in two weeks!" you see all I wanted to do was bone her
Word, she's out like yesterday's six pack
So let's get back to the last two, yo they from the same crew
What should we do, Thes said he knew them niggas from some open mic spot
They tried to gun up, got cut up, so here's round 2
[Double K]
I got, ten MC's held up in a line
Cause all these dudes told me that they knew how to rhyme
So which one should it be that I choose to test first
The way he grabbed the mic showed signs of a pussy and even worse
He was talkin bout a gat that wasn't tucked in his waist
So I recorded him ass, into the next sucka face (next)
This fool was pretty dope, told him, keep up the good work
Gave him a pound and a pimp, moved on to this next jerk
Hey yo, dude looked like Usher with his chest all exposed
Bustin bout bitches he'd been hittin, his stupid ass clothes
Big smile on his face like there were hands in the air wavin'
But I was anticipatin with Satan to see him bakin'
Under the authority of someone lower than me
Started gettin tired (yawn!), skipped three, now here's the seventh MC
Looked like a pretty cool guy, but sounded like Treach (Hay! Ho!)
Moved around all fast screamin with weapons around his neck
It was like a fuckin joke, me and the gang got a good laugh
He got all hot, tried to dulo, we beat his fuckin ass like
(sounds of fighting)
Number eight was a female, at least that's how I figured
Until it started rappin, sounded like one of my niggas
God damn this that, and all the guns in the world
Harder than most niggas on the mic, even had a Jheri Curl (damn!)
Sent her to Jenny Jones, for the little makeover
Told her, "be back in two weeks!" you see all I wanted to do was bone her
Word, she's out like yesterday's six pack
So let's get back to the last two, yo they from the same crew
What should we do, Thes said he knew them niggas from some open mic spot
They tried to gun up, got cut up, so here's round 2
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