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battle on agilemc.com
Lyrics
soul soljah...you wanted it...
agile emcees we're bout to get the truth out bout this guy...
this boy is just thru...and dude...i'm warnin this fool...
now thinks he so good after joinin my crew...
forcin to drool...over massive spits...you fuckin pacifist...
i've mastered this, while all ur verses left me laughin kid...
lettin off an ur dead...kick to make ur brains drop to ur leg...
spiderman...goes to show he's really caught in the web...
poppin the lead...i kill fags that like dicks and cocks...
his other name is true...he sure sir spits alot...
and i don't mean flows...i mean after suckin the dick...
i'm punchin this kid his teeth are stuck in his lip...
touchin on kids...you fuckin pervert...i'll leave ya nerves hurt...
red oozin out ur head...leave him bleedin sherbert...
i come thru holdin iron...i spit the golden fibers...
with niners to shoot off...and i'm the only soul surviver...
i'ma swollen fighter...and bitch you better start to fear this...
i'll rip out his 'soul'...and start to fuckin spear-it...(spirit)
i pierce kids...i usin this hold...with molds and bruisin this troll...
start to believe in holy spirits when i'm shootin thru soul...
"hey steve...i really want you to spank, and fuckin rape me...
cuz i fear de-star more then gettin drafted at 18"
you fuckin lady...a solja thats scared of his own fights...
the chedder bob of agile...slit throat with his own knife...
i de-thrown knights...when i fuckin bruise ya mentals...
this kids the blocks-buster and i ain't talkin movie rentals...
i'm deletin ya health...stack cheese...eat thru ya wealth...
i just don't understand...
how can soul be so fake..i've always believed in myself...
catchin rocks to throw a blessin when i fuckin peg this ox...
when rick flairs...beonces not the only one whos got legs on lock...
you fuckin love the heads of cock...so don't pretend to test me...
cuz i got spits to leave ya mind twisted like lemon pepsi...
think i'm messin...i'ma trend on boards...and i render whores...
soul couldn't get far on the mic...with an extantion chord...
but latly...its crazy evem soul couldn't fade me...
the top left key on ur board...still could escape me...
i mean u wanted this battle...wanna be herd...i'll bring the cattle...
knock down so fast...your soul thought ur body was the shadow...
yea ur growin older...your spits are grownin colder...
even one of eminems track...you still couldn't be a soljah...
i told ya...atary spitter...step back when i arm the trigger...
cuz this is a war...and soljah my fuckin armys bigger...
it kinda figures ya fake...and god i'm just so cruel...
cuz i'm fuckin up soul...like rippin the bottom of your shoes...
you can't rap anyways...you're just a vet thats wishin...
before i let u in the society...you didn't get recognition...
it was a long stretch...becuz of me you've musta gone vet...
ya sucky battles? i c-4 like bomb threats...
this songs death...hotness...and i'm heatin this faker...
even with window...you won't make the media player!
make you bleed steel...cuz you know that my heat kills...
soul couldn't spin disks...ridin on inches of spreewheels...
my breeds real...kill, with infections of pink vitals...
discouted hair designers...you still couldn't free style's
think you a beast...it doesn't take much to hold ya...
i guess i'ma mastermind...u the slave...and i just sold ja...(soljah)
you can claim thats fuckin racist...but i'm not even part white...
and your verse couldn't be saved...spittin on hard drives...
but fuck it man...i'm thru...i'm fuckin done with this cat...
like blind guys at christmas...you fuck suck at the raps...
yea ur growin older...your spits are grownin colder...
even one of eminems track...you still couldn't be a soljah...
i told ya...atary spitter...step back when i arm the trigger...
cuz this is a war...and soljah my fuckin armys bigger...
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