Cashius vs BodySnatcher - CASHIUS WINS

[BodySnatcher]

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Is it Rumspringa? Cuz ur bitch on my hip like chrome guns
& more players have run up them walls than outfielders robbin home runs
It’s my fate to get more dough till it’s drape to the floor bro
If we see Cash on Body. I’m smugglin money like it’s tape to my torso
Truthfully he’s sick at heart so I’ll ease off the pressure
After I clear out his chest like my M16 came w/ a cough suppressor
These haymakers were made in UR barn but it’ll get gorier
When lead paints ur face & ur shakin on the ropes like the Ultimate Warrior
Check it Amen...I’ma grab Cash & hold steel to his throat
Then put a can in his mouth...that’s how u make a nigga feel like a Goat
What u need a bracket for? Who opened ur casket door?
I’ll take Cash out like a smash`n`grab & ruin whatever he has in store
He’s married to his job & strapped if his buggy switches pace
Till I drove-by w/ a long nose & said it’s just horse-play like ur bitches face
Disrespect the name but soon u’ll say ALI or it’ll cost pride
But if Cashius Clay. I’ma wet him until bullet holes expose his soft side

[Cashius]

Originally Posted by BodySnatcher

Yeah but it on the computer, good time passer while at work. Keeps the gears in the head turning.

Bitches can tell my closet extensive...I spend your year earned on my threads
While YOU dress like a bum...that nerd shit is the only time your Gear Turnin’ a Head
Blow me you faggot, I’m holdin’ the matic...I’ll clip homie in traffic quick
Go ahead and Test Dummy...when this Fake Body get hit in his car it WON’T be an accident
Machine to your whole body...when doc shows up he be fucking amazed...
This isn’t Gieco...It’s gonna take more than 15 minutes to see how much he can save
Think people with YOUR job get free pussy? Gotta pay to get your D drowned, twerp
Only time you slid sausage into a box was on a pizza...and you STILL had to put cheese down first
Run on you proper, gun to your chompers...leave a couple rattling through this clown
I’ll have a ‘Phew leaving your mouth’...like me when I saw I was battling YOU this round
War shit...Planes flying over this poor bitch and his wack ass regime, listen...
This ain’t the tag tourney...But when Bombz drop out you’ll find half of ya team missing
I’m knockin’ your hun. She screamin’ “Don’t pull out!”...So I can father her son
She beggin’, B...But I don’t give a fuck what she Sesame Seed going on top of the buns
Snitches singing to cops about my clip length...Still you can catch half in ya brain
Only time a Whistleblower got YOU Catchin’ a Charge for Extending an Arm is a rec basketball game