did it for ya

[DexLabb]

BEAT:

OUUUUU!

net-cess,
net-cees,

you know i had to,

do it for the monsters livin' under the rocks
talkin' shit through an e-portal like you're e-mortal gods,
i once got it twisted and fell into the 98' flow,
but as far as 98' goes, i got 99 problems minus you bitches.,

still livin' in the past like my old, racist grandma' ass
damn, you know i had. yeah, you know i had to tell em,
could do this shit on acapella, so u can hear me better
still ain't gettin through to em', guess i'll never have clearance ever,

and when i blow up i-know-ill-get-the-dear-john-letters
i know ill get ur correspondence, like keep droppin' the raw shit
lame, turn around infront of the mirror, bend over
and slam ur ass against the pane and fuck yourself,i love when they shout

Ouu, i got the fire i know it. 11 years writing that poet-ic justice,
but it did no justice now i'm on that dumb shit,
most rappers fall off in the midsection i did my crunches
most rappers never change while i stay misplacin' my luggage

most rappers here don't even rap they write the gayness
shit i would be embarsd to say that shit on stages, i'd be embarsd,
if i wasted my best years, gettin' weird not gettin' money,
power and respect of my peers, too many intellectuals here,

success just aint logical, no action comes from unsatisfaction,
that ain't possible, that ain't what got the greats to their place, that ain't,
what got em' in mags, videos and benj frank's face in their banks,
face it you either ain't or you are, and alot of you aren't,

im just here to show you what you could never start.,
what you were never a part of, i'll be forever a martyer,
they'll put a pic of my face on the main page and claim they lead em' to stardom,
u can put my poster in ur room and throw darts at it,
n at night you can shoot cum shards at it,

faggit, you know i nailed it. you know i sara palin'd this bitch
you know it ain't the brains it's the way that you spit,
you know it, you know you ain't made for this shit,
you know one day soon ill get paid for this shit,
while you slave for minimum wage diggin' your grave 8-6

come, ride on this dick. slide on this canadian chopper
get u screamin' louder than exhaust pipes or maybe an opera,
you're all invited when i blow up, keep entertaining the offer,
just know, you gonna have a seat at the front when i stunt,

im the fuckin' zen iron man, i got palladium chakras
with a freaky yoga bitch in the back with a retractable kunt,
mannnn, i dont know what im sayin at this point
spark up this joint, im too lazy to body ya' just hop in my trunk,
and let me drive off of this jump

suck

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