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ReeZen
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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,013
Peak in subgenre #531
Author
ReeZen
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ReeZen
Uploaded
May 07, 2010
Track Files
MP3
MP3 5.3 MB • 192 kbps • 3:50
Story behind the song
Bunch of lines that have been lying around for a while...
Lyrics
This is easy to write thanks to plagiarism/
And I thank the good lord for atheism/
Man my 16 sick, like Bieber with the flu/
But my sh** s hott, he got a fever with it too/
Im leapin over you just to make it on top/
Like weighin down ya chin, Ill make ya jaw drop/
Man Rees on that sick sh** , "whys he on that?"/
Man, everything is tight like Heidi Montag/
You get walked over like Dane Cook stages/
Fans gotta like me, like facebook changes/
Hey, look haters, ReeZ is back now/
The flow in the forefront, and beat in the background/
Weakness, whack now, wipe my slate clean/
Write and stay mean, the hype just aint free/
My verse get tragic, causin havoc and beef/
But I get away with sickness like a Catholic Priest/
Throw me a beat, So Ree can spit some game on it/
Throw me my hat, coz the back got my name on it/
Throw me a beat, no need to let a lame on it/
Throw me ya style, I smile, and put some shame on it/
Throw me a beat, So Ree can spit some game on it/
Throw me my hat, coz the back got my name on it/
Throw me a beat, no need to let a lame on it/
Throw me ya style, I smile, and put some shame on it/
I remember highschool, jottin on my Hilroy/
Eat an MC, and then I send u the bill boy/
Billboard charts arent ready for the killjoy/
I got will boy, finnin to fire at will boy/
I killed a dead man, buried him alive/
I dived in the casket and asked if he survived/
I vibe motherf*** er, Dont ask for drama/
But I choked King Kong with an Anaconda/
Take hip hop and stomp it an grudge match/
I handle bars like Paul Teutels moustache/
Get it? listen, Im on a mission/
To make ya jaw drop and lock in that position/
I invision a petition, dishin disses at my rhyme dude/
F*** it, Ill give Miss Piggy the swine flu/
Fly thru life, Im Noble, dont boast/
Chernobyll of rap, because noone comes close/
Throw me a beat, So Ree can spit some game on it/
Throw me my hat, coz the back got my name on it/
Throw me a beat, no need to let a lame on it/
Throw me ya style, I smile, and put some shame on it/
Throw me a beat, So Ree can spit some game on it/
Throw me my hat, coz the back got my name on it/
Throw me a beat, no need to let a lame on it/
Throw me ya style, I smile, and put some shame on it/
Ive been doin this since the early Zeros/
I shouldnta got what I got like unworthy heros/
You heard me, here goes, now he can tell/
You how you cant touch him like Howie Mandel/
Im proud the fans fell, down right into my lap/
Now, writin till ya back, down, right into my trap/
Im a Hip Hop Pest, called the game menace/
Coz I bring out the truth like Shnopps and Elaine Benes/
Oh Yes remain, tentative, best to say when its/
Accomplishin nothin like prayin and sayin penance/
Now dont take offen-ense, when I give the call/
Or like punchin Patrick Roy, you will hit the wall/
I spit, thats all, Im seasoned and calm/
Man this sh** s so easy, Just breezin along/
So ReeZen on a beat, be beastin on a song/
I take the fight out ya dog, like Cesar Milan/
Throw me a beat, So Ree can spit some game on it/
Throw me my hat, coz the back got my name on it/
Throw me a beat, no need to let a lame on it/
Throw me ya style, I smile, and put some shame on it/
Throw me a beat, So Ree can spit some game on it/
Throw me my hat, coz the back got my name on it/
Throw me a beat, no need to let a lame on it/
Throw me ya style, I smile, and put some shame on it/
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