Nyc Street Corner Battle by Ultra
(thug) I told you this f**kin guy man
Yo man, yo B, this is my f**kin block, get the f**k off
(Keith) Shut the f**k up
You never had a f**kin green card in your f**kin life
You don't any means to make f**kin money
(thug) What? What the f**k you talkin bout mayn?
(Keith) You f**kin stupid, plantella Adidas motherf**ker
(thug) Saturday Night Live, John Travolta ass motherf**ker
(Keith) Suck my dick
(thug) You f**kin spaghetti and meatball eatin motherf**ker
(Keith) You don't have any f**kin knowledge
(thug) F**k you man, conio man, suck my dick man
(Keith) Little Italy ay, you don't know about the. real estate man
(thug) F**k you man, what the f**k you wanna do mayn?
(thug) You wanna do somethin mayn? You wanna do somethin mayn?
(thug) Take this mayn {*POP*} take this mayn {*POP*}
(thug) Take this mayn {*POP POP*} dead now!
(Tim Dog)
Here we go with some new shit, f**k the bullshit
Bronx niggaz rule shit, cause we always pull quick, what?
Motherf**ker back up, you know whassup
Put two in your gut, POP POP what, now shut 'em up
Mad niggaz wanna have this, murderous status
I'm known as the motherf**kin rhymin apparatus
The fattest, MC of the era, cause terror
Could niggaz f**k with this? Never, but however
Many foes try to apprehend, they can't comprehend
Cause when they step to me they don't win
I bend, break MC's who fake the funk
Leavin wack rappers in the back of my truck
Then eat some rat poison and I drink some ammonia
Came out bein that gastric felonious
serial killer, that you know, as Kujo
F**k around with Dog and get slammed like a sumo
"Waitin to Exhale" like Whitney, you can't get wit me
I wanna see that nigga from Uptown, who bit me
Bitin, never writin, that's not excitin
I'm invitin, all y'all suckers who like fightin
So come on, BRING IT ON, bring your weapon
No it's not rainin but you still gettin wettened
Smash your f**kin ass like a Savage, I'm Randy
Niggaz don't want no beef cause I keep the tec handy
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