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Song Info
Genre
Charts
#117,730 today
Peak #891
#2,975 in subgenre
Peak #27
Author
Blaze aka Black
Rights
Break ya neck records
Uploaded
June 21, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 2:30
Story behind the song
The kid went back & was talkin trash again, so I had 2 murder homeboy with this 1
Lyrics
Now I’m pissed and about to show you who’s the real psycho.
Think you can rhyme, think you can fight. It’s iight yo cuz you pitiful.
Remember nigga, I’m the one who helped yo bitch ass grow up.
& I’m that same nigga who stuck mah dick in ya moms till it threw up.
Using mah name on ya lil “gangsta profile” to gain some reputation.
Yo I’m bout to show the true meaning of black-on-black crimes man.
You fueling me just to let loose. Trag, break out ya cannon man.
Nigga we about to go to war. I ain’t held against the wall girlie man.
Trust me my blood full of testerone. Ain’t no bitch in me. Check da DNA.
It’s in ya sister’s braids. Bitch what proof you got that, “I’m gay?”
You tight cuz I ain’t commercialist, urking me when I’m bout 2 go ballistic.
Lyrically I’m bout to fuck you so hard, it’ll make ya puccy look sadistic.
The only want to be Jackson; before he went and got that surgery.
Why you can’t ball that fist homie? Cuz you too pussy homie.
I’m laughin cuz you sayin you gonna put a couple shells up in mah chest?
But you still looking around each corner to see where I’m a strike next.
I told you nigga, you ain’t fuckin with me. Get the name right I ain’t Rui.
I ain’t stupid enough to swing 1st, so you could go 2 tha pigs & snitch on me?
Nigga keep playing and I’m a show you the true meaning of disrespect.
Yeah you tired of my rhymes, BUT YOU STILL AIN’T FUCKIN SWING YET.
You one of dem bitch ass niggas who scared to admit who they really are.
If I fight you, it’s like I’m dropping you with one of these bars.
Yeah, I’m fuckin with ya food cuz I see I’m making you extra nauseous.
When the beast is released, we’ll see who walking with precaution.
While you 21, still liven with ya pothead moms, I’m come back flossing.
Before you fight me, better chow down on all that green you see.
You know mah name, let nigga know, you still scared of BLAZE THE BEAST.
Nigga I’ll spit this shit at ya acapella, then come and drop ya fella.
Fuck around 4 too long, & ill turn ya cuerpo into Swiss cheddar.
Fuck any1 who hatin, cuz when I’m done, let’s see you do betta.
