"¿Poo? yo dog you dont wanna see me head up/
not a gangtsa but im down to heat the lead up/
many cakes will get wet up/
ya tee shirt red up/
why? cuz Wu be gettin fed up/
so many sissy la la's exercisin they jaws/
tryin to bust my balls/
thats why whats left of your brain crawls down blood soaked walls/
so many fools wanna be flossed out/
me an my crew bossed out/
LCM BPC command much clout/
thats why ya girl welcomes me with mouth like a trout /
so tell me whats it all about/
hatred jealousy envy/
its envy you lil green eyed devil/
you aint even on my level/
you spurt corny metaphores mixed with weenie werd play/
probley wanna hate on every werd i say/
real rap cats gonna get hooked like a "J"/
the rest oposite of str8 umm ya know gay/
ill silence the meak before they get a chance to speak/
on the really im only impressed by Seak/
i keep it street rock rhymes with or without beat/
Pow feet never hit the concrete/
Wu you can defeat /
you even failed to beat ya meat/
the saltan of spit the i-a-tola of rockin cola the swami of game/
Mic Wu you no the name/" -- the great micwu... lmao HAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAH
you get shitted on...
now...
What the hell's a micwu? This kid will be left dead not alive//
Don't you know that the WuTang Clan trend has been died? //
Now you come to spit at me, i'll complete roasting your crew//
It's a shame, you shoulda known not to speak unless spoken unto//
How many of these noncontenders must i defeat? //
I aint even flexing too much when they coming this weak//
You gonna need your whole crew, plus a ghost writer to boot//
BPC, LCM, this one man from PoW is just as nice as your crews//
You can write all you want, all of my lines are just killing you//
Yall write a lot bull shit filler thats only rhyming one syllable//
I mean, if you're nice, trust me, i won't be hatin'//
But yall are wacc, the least yall fags could do is go creative//
You could spit all the bull shit you want, only rhyming one word//
But, please, they sound like every other wacc lines that i've heard//
After this, you'll prolly fucking hate me completely//
But did this herb actually fucking say the word weenie? //
C'mon dawg, i didn't think my fucking opponent was two//
"Wu you can defeat /" bitch, you even know that you'll lose//
You said that right in your verse, don't deny that it's true//
This marksman never misses, and now the sights are on you//
Yeah, son you're wacc, and right now i'm declaring it//
Stealth closed my thread to save yall from further embarrassment//
it's BaYzHe||!PoW!|| baby... don't you love it?
lmao, get yo wacc ass outta my face...
biotch
not a gangtsa but im down to heat the lead up/
many cakes will get wet up/
ya tee shirt red up/
why? cuz Wu be gettin fed up/
so many sissy la la's exercisin they jaws/
tryin to bust my balls/
thats why whats left of your brain crawls down blood soaked walls/
so many fools wanna be flossed out/
me an my crew bossed out/
LCM BPC command much clout/
thats why ya girl welcomes me with mouth like a trout /
so tell me whats it all about/
hatred jealousy envy/
its envy you lil green eyed devil/
you aint even on my level/
you spurt corny metaphores mixed with weenie werd play/
probley wanna hate on every werd i say/
real rap cats gonna get hooked like a "J"/
the rest oposite of str8 umm ya know gay/
ill silence the meak before they get a chance to speak/
on the really im only impressed by Seak/
i keep it street rock rhymes with or without beat/
Pow feet never hit the concrete/
Wu you can defeat /
you even failed to beat ya meat/
the saltan of spit the i-a-tola of rockin cola the swami of game/
Mic Wu you no the name/" -- the great micwu... lmao HAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAH
you get shitted on...
now...
What the hell's a micwu? This kid will be left dead not alive//
Don't you know that the WuTang Clan trend has been died? //
Now you come to spit at me, i'll complete roasting your crew//
It's a shame, you shoulda known not to speak unless spoken unto//
How many of these noncontenders must i defeat? //
I aint even flexing too much when they coming this weak//
You gonna need your whole crew, plus a ghost writer to boot//
BPC, LCM, this one man from PoW is just as nice as your crews//
You can write all you want, all of my lines are just killing you//
Yall write a lot bull shit filler thats only rhyming one syllable//
I mean, if you're nice, trust me, i won't be hatin'//
But yall are wacc, the least yall fags could do is go creative//
You could spit all the bull shit you want, only rhyming one word//
But, please, they sound like every other wacc lines that i've heard//
After this, you'll prolly fucking hate me completely//
But did this herb actually fucking say the word weenie? //
C'mon dawg, i didn't think my fucking opponent was two//
"Wu you can defeat /" bitch, you even know that you'll lose//
You said that right in your verse, don't deny that it's true//
This marksman never misses, and now the sights are on you//
Yeah, son you're wacc, and right now i'm declaring it//
Stealth closed my thread to save yall from further embarrassment//
it's BaYzHe||!PoW!|| baby... don't you love it?
lmao, get yo wacc ass outta my face...
biotch