I could sit here and type till my fingers get bloody.
But that wouldn't assist shit in makin' money.
Don't get me wrong cuz ya'll probably would love me,
but this internet don't pay that's why I disappear for months "G".
And it's funny cuz when I finally do come bacc.
I get fronted by some little faggot typin' in computer class.
Swearin' up and down that he's from the streets.
Well, then why the fucc you internet bangin', you ain't "C".
Ya'll done sent me over the boiling temperature, quicc.
I just ripped CMOKE, now who's next???
Is ya'll muthafuccaz scared? Or just scared to admit,
that Scabs could spit some shit to make you flinch.
I got a list, so I'm tellin' ya'll don't try to hide.
To you Fatal I'm gone let that shit ride,
only cuz I got respect, come on dog don't deny me, mine.
But Dissciple, Curt B and Bone I never saw ya'll rhyme,
to tell you the truth I really don't care to.
I know that you scared too,
watch these lyrics pierce through your hair-do.
It ain't fair to, the real muthafuccaz on this sight.
Takin' what don't belong to you, that's right.
But sooner or later you'll be exposed in the light.
So next time you decide to post on my shit.
Be careful what you spit,
could be the last thing out your lips.
Ask CMOKE
But that wouldn't assist shit in makin' money.
Don't get me wrong cuz ya'll probably would love me,
but this internet don't pay that's why I disappear for months "G".
And it's funny cuz when I finally do come bacc.
I get fronted by some little faggot typin' in computer class.
Swearin' up and down that he's from the streets.
Well, then why the fucc you internet bangin', you ain't "C".
Ya'll done sent me over the boiling temperature, quicc.
I just ripped CMOKE, now who's next???
Is ya'll muthafuccaz scared? Or just scared to admit,
that Scabs could spit some shit to make you flinch.
I got a list, so I'm tellin' ya'll don't try to hide.
To you Fatal I'm gone let that shit ride,
only cuz I got respect, come on dog don't deny me, mine.
But Dissciple, Curt B and Bone I never saw ya'll rhyme,
to tell you the truth I really don't care to.
I know that you scared too,
watch these lyrics pierce through your hair-do.
It ain't fair to, the real muthafuccaz on this sight.
Takin' what don't belong to you, that's right.
But sooner or later you'll be exposed in the light.
So next time you decide to post on my shit.
Be careful what you spit,
could be the last thing out your lips.
Ask CMOKE