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We are fucking Ill
South Park Kids is base on the characters from the Show.. Chef is the beatmaker.. while eric cartman is the battler
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#17,719 in subgenre
Peak #142
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Peak #1,367
Author
Ehud
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South Park Kids
Uploaded
April 02, 2006
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MP3 4.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:05
Story behind the song
doing something for hip hop scene.. hopefully we get a forum after this
Lyrics
Im a Raw battler.. that Grapple In pits
As my Lips Emitts Sick ass Lyrics
U cant Comprehend to Grip
With This Shit, Dat Shatters Averages Wits//
Revenge is a Bitch...
Decapitating Emcee's With a Blade of a Switch//
South Park Kids.. Highly Equip With Suits of Kevlar//
Deciphering Bars// Utilizing Nigh Vision for Targets Afar//
Being Merciless as I spars
Resembling Metalica As they smash ur head in
With there Motherfucking Guitar//
Prepare to be Destroyed//
Soon Kenny will be Deployed//
Just to mumble a diss at yo boys//
Just to see who'll get annoyed//
For mY enemies I set traps to Got em//
Cause I sneak up to Insurgents often//
Just to crush their fucking spinal Collum//
I leave your chin Scarred, When Uppercutting you towards the Stars//
While intercepting your body in2 a Piledriver midway to Mars//
Aint it Bizzare.. On how im Twisting Lines Like Terrrorist
Crossing Wires to Blow U cars//
I got the Equivalence of an Atomic Bar//
But im a rider... An escape Artist That can elude being trap Like Macguyver//
By Unlatching Locks with a pair of plyers//
And Screwdrivers.. man I leave no survivors.. I kill For Hire
Like Dylan I spit Hot fire
Chorus
Im ready to Spark.. But 99 percent of these cats only Bark//
No bite cuz they coming with half a heart//
Dont Start.. Shorty is stupid thinking he is actually smart//
Equals me actually having to ripp this motherfucker apart..
For Nobody Can OutCuss Mr. Cartman While Throwing up Soutpark//
Dats How we Repp.. Rite Beside me is beatmaster Chef//
Cause when he charges He is ignored by the Refs//
I be serving Ballas Like Jording Half turn around Step//
Yo shorty.. I cant believe you tried to step to me and my homie chef and kenny
man I cant believe you tried to fuck with us, why wont you drop the text nigga
And pick up the Mic to bust
I go in a shoot out with Modified Clips//
Inhaled Oxygen ammo is what Exits from the Barrel of my Lips//
WAck Cats cant Resist Being Diss//
Just Like how Germans Coudn't help with Schindlers List//
As the smoke clears from Mist//
Created by Gunfire when they murdered the kids//
I built a time machine to witness this shit//
With a boner while a cigarrette is Lit//
Im sick, twisted demented motherfucker with an evil dick//
Battling me is complete Madness//
Vocal Weaponry Causing ears to bleed with brain damage
TAking drastic Measures againts this Savage//
Im to much to for you 2 handle.. you coudn't manage
No wonder why with a single line I blow up the Masses
Chorus
Im ready to Spark.. But 99 percent of these cats only Bark//
No bite cuz they coming with half a heart//
Dont Start.. Shorty is stupid thinking he is actually smart//
Equals me actually having to ripp this motherfucker apart..
For Nobody Can OutCuss Mr. Cartman While Throwing up Soutpark//
Dats How we Repp.. Rite Beside me is beatmaster Chef//
Cause when he charges He is ignored by the Refs//
I be serving Ballas Like Jording Half turn around Step//
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