[Verse 1: Dirty J]
Well, my, hat brim might be worn a little too low
You're too slow, what the fuck do you really think you know
I do so, and every rhyme that I spit is just so crucial
Like Metamucil, I kill some rhymes that I'm used to
You park so high and mighty, but I'm not mighty high
Duddy smoke you out with weed and leave your mouth fucking dry
Cause some of them rappin', clappin', laughin'
Always beer tappin', fuckin' dorkette slapping
Be ridiculous at how I'm trippin'
Is all I'm thinking is this the best MC that you can find
I shine like some moonlight through the pine
Yo, and even if you were wine
I'd still stay dope up with my line
[Verse 2: Duddy B]
Well if you generally irie
Then roll with the stylie
Duddy "smokin' Cali green leaf 'til I die" B
Leave me alone when I'm chilling in my home
Yo, I'm smooth like a Schwinn and I shine like the chrome
Of its fender, remember this microphone defender
Return your shit to sender cause no one wants to hear it
Yo, your lyrics are weak and yes your spirit's meek
And you an ignant motherfucker, yes it shows when you speak
You're a wicked disappointment, your rhymes need some ointment
The crowd at your shows always laughing and pointin'
Leavin' and blewin', my boy has been groovin'
And I'm still backstage just smokin' and boozin'
Confusin' the sets, save the best for my choosin'
I'm choosin' the rest so you're losin'
Well, my, hat brim might be worn a little too low
You're too slow, what the fuck do you really think you know
I do so, and every rhyme that I spit is just so crucial
Like Metamucil, I kill some rhymes that I'm used to
You park so high and mighty, but I'm not mighty high
Duddy smoke you out with weed and leave your mouth fucking dry
Cause some of them rappin', clappin', laughin'
Always beer tappin', fuckin' dorkette slapping
Be ridiculous at how I'm trippin'
Is all I'm thinking is this the best MC that you can find
I shine like some moonlight through the pine
Yo, and even if you were wine
I'd still stay dope up with my line
[Verse 2: Duddy B]
Well if you generally irie
Then roll with the stylie
Duddy "smokin' Cali green leaf 'til I die" B
Leave me alone when I'm chilling in my home
Yo, I'm smooth like a Schwinn and I shine like the chrome
Of its fender, remember this microphone defender
Return your shit to sender cause no one wants to hear it
Yo, your lyrics are weak and yes your spirit's meek
And you an ignant motherfucker, yes it shows when you speak
You're a wicked disappointment, your rhymes need some ointment
The crowd at your shows always laughing and pointin'
Leavin' and blewin', my boy has been groovin'
And I'm still backstage just smokin' and boozin'
Confusin' the sets, save the best for my choosin'
I'm choosin' the rest so you're losin'
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