V1-A (8) Lyrically deep like the teachings of Spit shit, Like a nipple-less tit - you're useless/ But around anyway hoping to get felt/ Lyrically acidic when I it, making mics melt/ I should change my to phillip cause I'm screwing you up/ Like chicks with piercings I'm assuming you suck/ Plus, I'm the chosen one, you're feeling me trinity/ But you ain't to see me lose it, like your daughter's virginity.
(8) [Wordsworth] Now these are similes, stop the two/ An - no talent - that's a metaphor, a description of you/ You said it was reviews in that pushed your album back/ But it wouldn't come out quicker if you induced labor/ If you said something doper, I'd probably ya/ But sticks, like putting the opposite sides of magnets closer/ The demographics of where my rap Towers of above my peers, from where I air traffic
(8) [PackFM] Eargasmic lyrics - multiples is my verses give/ You aint a fan? Then I'm serving purposes/ You always enter tournaments, always lose in one/ Somebody must have a wack MC cause I just found one/ It ain't like you're trash - but you're far from dope, You're in the middle, chillin with Monie & Malcom/ Your label's on the dough, and they ain't paying/ You get burn if satan gave you rotation on his station.
A It's Substantial, and the contract on your is non-negotiable (Cause word I say should be a hip-hop quotable) Wordsworth is the you're not spoken to (Cause every I say should be a hip-hop quotable) If I battled you and all fans, I guess that means I'm ripping both of you (Cause word I say should be a hip-hop quotable) Session is the reason that your bitch not to you (Cause every word I say be a hip-hop quotable)
V2-A (8) Words travel like Magellan does, you on top? it cause/ If you're over me - you must have in love/ Puff an L and bug, cause I won't be I can't be - I'll be a dalmation and still won't be spotted/ Cause in raps, played/ Your piece of shit raps get bitch-slapped till it's all pitch like Satchel Paige/ Session - and I must be dissing a You could pull your out and still piss on your pants.
V2-B (8) Man, nobody likes me, I performed two songs and most it/ I'm by the heavens, my tombstone is post-dated/ I told he had to wait to get my album, but I guess he can't/ Cause they caught him and Clue breaking in the plant/ I'm smacking ya, cause you ain't said nothing spectacular/ 'Yo! You heard what he - NOPE! I just remember how wack it was/ Who the fuck did your vocals? Man, what studio you They made it like your mic was six studios away.
V2-C (8) Man, if you seen one MC on the scene, that's at least When they say the man is holding them down, mean me/ I'm like, "Lemme out" things I already know/ Like writers have to take a vote with what line to That's horribly said - In, on, or off of your You gets no love! Who would you off of a ledge? Because it looks and like what you're spitting is hard/ Special make you tougher like the Wizard of Oz.
A Session is the reason that your bitch not to you. (Cause every word I say should be a quotable) You say that you're better than rise, but that's a load of bull (Cause word I say should be a hip-hop quotable) Oh, now you wanna give up - you're long overdue (Cause every word I say be a hip-hop quotable) The name is Tonedeff and these be on the totem pole (Cause word I say should be a hip-hop quotable)
V3 (24) Question,.How do you call an MC nice, via the phone Pick up and at the sound of the tone, just 3 four times/ And speak the beep or chime/ And leave more mixed than, um, Tony Hawk's dentist, when telling him, "Please Don't Grind" I reach bold heights Sikhs won't find/ Give guide dogs to rap wannabe's on sight, cause I tend to I foes blind/ Don't mind your eyebrows, that'll regrow As far as your life, I got a on yours and a new lease on mine/ As far as your wife, well, she's easily / You see, your girl got a eye, and she's seeing me on the side/ Quote me up in thesis, I deserve a trophy for some of these quips/ You're surrounded by pussies like you're the brother of 3 kids/ Whoa! Holy of Jesus! you got a soccer mom? I'm the goalie tucked in her cleavage, 'Defense!' You'd think your sense of was sent to prison/ Cause I minds with the strength to hold a genie against his wishes/ I'm genius with renditions mental attrition/ Known for flowing longer than the Lord of the Rings director's cut edition/ So, step to the front, next if wishing/ Claiming you got heart, but in regards to flow, it seems there's a ventricle missing/ Crab rappers with no clause in contract and their genitals itching/ Got me saying 'Pause' more any general Vets assistant/ So I go solo no problem. you got so many guests appearances, that you made a cameo on your own album.
This is what rhymin's Line for line, dying to out So you deny it or doubt Signed or unsigned, to come out In case you rhyme in a bout Then on every line you can