[Round 1: Glueazy]
Yo, the last time I was here I battled Geechi, now the gun reloaded
K-Shine backed out, I took a battle on one week's notice
Yeah, I'm focused, like I'm James Bond mixed with Genghis Khan, an all around beast
You get 30'd bad like Curry mad, you lose ya mouthpiece
I'm 'bout beefin', outside of your house beepin'
With a broomstick in ya room quick like housekeepin'
Lose lips, you pussies gon' leave with ya mouth bleedin'
I already put Geechi in a box, I'm Crip (crypt) keepin'
Lip readin', I'm tryin' to see how you sayin' you got cheese
When against Rex you went straight through twelve like a kid genius
Bitch please, I don't think you know how much this means
Cause you've had a low self esteem since you lowered yourself to Steams
Screamin' URL don't book him enough
Shut the fuck up
Work with the hands they dealin' us, stand there grillin'
So I can slap you so hard AngryFan gon' feel it
Pussy yo' bitch ass ain't from these streets, this shit crazy
My whole gang came from the trenches like Dick Tracy
Lead burn, make his head turn like a thick lady
Two nines, raised by both sides like a mixed baby
A lot of bangers, I hit you dead between yo' eyes
And Jealous Ones Envy, I read between the lines
You get shot up, or knocked out
Either way you'll wake up to see the god
Hugh Hefner, bitch we already thought you was dead before you died
You a straight up a loonie
I will raise up an Uzi that'll have to peel ya face off like the makeup in movies
He be dancin' when he rappin', that shit is straight up buffoonery
You must think doin' the Truffle Shuffle gonna shape up a Goonie
I'm Gluey
Glue official, group of pistols
I'll let two burn on you
Chris Unbias, fuck wit' the kid the whole group turn on you
But where's ya crew Daniel?
My tool will put two in Daniel
And two hands will twist up ya dawgs like balloon animals
I will ruin Daniel, but let yo' bitch come near me
Or you wife will get the strap like DJ Envy
100 guns, 100 clips, I never seen one empty
On the Westside, Ready To Die like a young white Biggie
But who's stoppin' 'em?
Catch him in Vegas: I'm 2Pac-in' 'em
Def Leppard: that one arm drummin', but Glue rockin' 'em
Mufasa, Glue droppin' 'em
Yeah, ya lose oxygen
You got ten kids at home right now...who watchin' 'em!?
He got like ten kids by ten baby mamas and you barely make ends meet
So I don't care how real he act, necrophiliac, he a dead beat
Lead speak, give us V103 like Grape Street
Every time I see you there's a tear in yo' eye like Jon B
"Every time I see you", you know what I'm sayin'
You fuckin' cry baby, why lately we ain't see you?
It's cause URL ain't bookin' yo' and we don't need you
West west y'all
Carolina
Yo, the last time I was here I battled Geechi, now the gun reloaded
K-Shine backed out, I took a battle on one week's notice
Yeah, I'm focused, like I'm James Bond mixed with Genghis Khan, an all around beast
You get 30'd bad like Curry mad, you lose ya mouthpiece
I'm 'bout beefin', outside of your house beepin'
With a broomstick in ya room quick like housekeepin'
Lose lips, you pussies gon' leave with ya mouth bleedin'
I already put Geechi in a box, I'm Crip (crypt) keepin'
Lip readin', I'm tryin' to see how you sayin' you got cheese
When against Rex you went straight through twelve like a kid genius
Bitch please, I don't think you know how much this means
Cause you've had a low self esteem since you lowered yourself to Steams
Screamin' URL don't book him enough
Shut the fuck up
Work with the hands they dealin' us, stand there grillin'
So I can slap you so hard AngryFan gon' feel it
Pussy yo' bitch ass ain't from these streets, this shit crazy
My whole gang came from the trenches like Dick Tracy
Lead burn, make his head turn like a thick lady
Two nines, raised by both sides like a mixed baby
A lot of bangers, I hit you dead between yo' eyes
And Jealous Ones Envy, I read between the lines
You get shot up, or knocked out
Either way you'll wake up to see the god
Hugh Hefner, bitch we already thought you was dead before you died
You a straight up a loonie
I will raise up an Uzi that'll have to peel ya face off like the makeup in movies
He be dancin' when he rappin', that shit is straight up buffoonery
You must think doin' the Truffle Shuffle gonna shape up a Goonie
I'm Gluey
Glue official, group of pistols
I'll let two burn on you
Chris Unbias, fuck wit' the kid the whole group turn on you
But where's ya crew Daniel?
My tool will put two in Daniel
And two hands will twist up ya dawgs like balloon animals
I will ruin Daniel, but let yo' bitch come near me
Or you wife will get the strap like DJ Envy
100 guns, 100 clips, I never seen one empty
On the Westside, Ready To Die like a young white Biggie
But who's stoppin' 'em?
Catch him in Vegas: I'm 2Pac-in' 'em
Def Leppard: that one arm drummin', but Glue rockin' 'em
Mufasa, Glue droppin' 'em
Yeah, ya lose oxygen
You got ten kids at home right now...who watchin' 'em!?
He got like ten kids by ten baby mamas and you barely make ends meet
So I don't care how real he act, necrophiliac, he a dead beat
Lead speak, give us V103 like Grape Street
Every time I see you there's a tear in yo' eye like Jon B
"Every time I see you", you know what I'm sayin'
You fuckin' cry baby, why lately we ain't see you?
It's cause URL ain't bookin' yo' and we don't need you
West west y'all
Carolina
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