Ill Math said...
DV
UBM shoulda been in Shalomar
or the middle brother who decided to quit Debarge
cuz he wanted the lyrics deeper and play the acoustic guitar.
He said fuck the glitter pants he was gonna be large
He unslicked his baby hair headed for new york
He did well as a writer
but ubm is a dreamer
cuz he like el and chico at heart were truly singers.- Cnu and Sub went to the club
the both dance like Byrdeye
but think they can "cut a rug"
made a plan that tonight they would pose as thugs
so this time they can get hugs froms the guh's (girls).
They promised not to discuss the accuracy of atomic clocks
how if you go fast enough theorectically make time stop
instead
they would talk about the running man and kid and play
In their head they knew if they did "the wop" and get some play.
CNu said ...
illy mathematical
sounding more dramatical
than a homothug hustler
on a provincetown sabbatical
pipecock own you son?
baking ditchweed by the ton
talking bout kid'n'play?
dayyum that shit was gay.
Put the pipe down yo.
mind movin so slow.
remind me of a mahndisa
and thordaddy show..,
better ack like you know
temptin CNu to flow
like prof. skip gates
vs. Sgt Jim Crow..,
you know how I do
CNu straight tactical
game, set, and match
zero sum, hella practical
cumtess me bwoi?
y'mama soon be cryin
giving you wack rhymes
she know who you tryin?
run along now son
you done had y'fun
lit up by CNu
there can be only one...,
illy mathematicalsounding more dramatical
than a homothug hustler
on a provincetown sabbatical
pipecock own you son?
baking ditchweed by the ton
talking bout kid'n'play?
dayyum that shit was gay.
Put the pipe down yo.
mind movin so slow.
remind me of a mahndisa
and thordaddy show..,
better ack like you know
temptin CNu to flow
like prof. skip gates
vs. Sgt Jim Crow..,
you know how I do
CNu straight tactical
game, set, and match
zero sum, hella practical
cumtess me bwoi?
y'mama soon be cryin
giving you wack rhymes
she know who you tryin?
run along now son
you done had y'fun
lit up by CNu
there can be only one...,
Thordaddy said...
Oh oh, it's gettin' naaasty in here,
With C Nulance and his stank ass up n here...
All these blacks suckas
stuck up in thur bubbles,
Phantom fightin' white boys by the single and doubles.
And yeah they winnin',
Or so they think...
But if you look real closely at the digital ink,
You'll see that Nulance spews all kind of stink...
Cuz at the end of day,
When knuckles start flyin'
And homeys start dyin'
Will Nulance take credit for all his pathological lyin'?
Oh oh, it's gettin' naaasty in here,With C Nulance and his stank ass up n here...
All these blacks suckas
stuck up in thur bubbles,
Phantom fightin' white boys by the single and doubles.
And yeah they winnin',
Or so they think...
But if you look real closely at the digital ink,
You'll see that Nulance spews all kind of stink...
Cuz at the end of day,
When knuckles start flyin'
And homeys start dyin'
Will Nulance take credit for all his pathological lyin'?
72 comments:
I'm rolling with Big Wayne.
" Figuring six times by 25 and 7 times I soon will,
My math is on its death bed. Your math is just ill.
Seasick, homesick maybe its got VD
From hanging with Byrdeye and that third guy of the 5 guys from that Queer Eye show on DV."
LMAO. That was hot.
"k gamers were building stonehenge when k gamers built pyramids"
Exactly! Lolz
"If my lyrics were like curse words then the first verbs would be the worst words that you've heard
since May 1st in the grade first when you thought things were way worse."
THEN DEMONSTRATES MAD SWAG ON TOP OF IT??
(Big Wayne drops the mic and walks off stage)
I VOTE BIG WAYNE!!
Soteria and Sick Witit...respect.
Y'all know lyrics.
DV,
The people are speaking. There's no real comp here. You're my biggest foe. After it's official later on today, you and I might have to get down. I hope you saved something for your boy. You're gonna need it. ;)
Big Wayne
First of all that is a lil wayne line ... I gotta go wit Illmath every line was ..ill.. Wayne stop voting for yourself. You're disqualified for biting!!
I gotta say Illmath...
Illmath says: In my defense I was battling one person..Turdpie... if it was a general battle joint I wouldnt have used Nigga and bitch to refer to my brothas here at denmark vesey.net but If you put it in context of me battling a jew hating whiteboy.. its truly sincerely and honestly not a contest "Ill Zi on the pe on" to use the very.. nevermind.. seriously think about the implication of me comparing an actual lemon to a lemonhead.. What the fuck this aint playschool rap DV!!! This is hip hop!! I don't want to hate big wayne but chris rock drops his mic down after a comedy show so Id have to say it was apropo.. birdlie your irrelevant.. nigga u worse than vanilla ice. lol... corny ass nigga.. DV dont play cuzin lets move on so I can give you your last dose of medicine. Give me my Basqiuat crown!
Check this out, DV.
I'm so hot, that these losers just can't accept defeat, and make wildly false accusations that my lyrics must have been written by a multi-platinum selling artist, who you call, "The Best Poet Alive" .
Truly, Big Wayne is flattered.
Anybody accusing Big Wayne of biting or stealing lyrics, site your source. Show me anywhere on this planet where my lyrics have already been spit....by ANYONE!
You can't.
Ill Math look like Marlo
More like broke ass Detroit - 'wit a car show
Young buck on the block tryin' to take J's crown
I'm the String of this shit
So Muthafuckas sit down
I pimp glasses in the courts
Keep the .40 at the fort
Keep the facade legit so I skip all the drama
Niggaz best to hope they ain't got a fine ass baby mama
Turn this dope game of sorts
Make it like Sabotka's ports
Denmark sprang from me
Don't believe me ask around
Read up on "Bright Lights"
And that flashback sound
ILLMATHsays:State of.. get your weight up and your heart rate up hater
before you step to a first rater Im like the LA raiders playas in the 80s when bradley was mayor
and for the nay sayers smell the air near my rear
Dont have time wayne but that line is very similar to the "my blank is on it's deathbed yours is just ill" Dont have to argue u know it's true wayne u know the line baby dont be like that...
Ill you can't fuck wit' me, Big Wayne is gifted,
How dare you accuse my lyrics of being shoplifted!
Well if the shop is my dome and the lift is this ink,
But I know that's not what you meant, you hater. You Rat Fink.
I got like a million rhymes, my dome is like the abyss.
Now go on and take your best shot. Too late.
.
.
.
.
.
You already missed.
-The Big not the Lil
A'ight, guess I gotta be devil's advocate here, and address the eminem colored elephant in the room.
Damn, Byrdeye went in on yall nuckas.
BYRD
Byrdeye is fat
he has to wear a hat
He's bald
cup a coffee is on his stomach
Cuz is stomach is his lap
He's lonely impotent completely obsessed with Blacks
only he thinks he's omnipotent
omnipotence? The beginning of what he lacks
his on and off boyfriend told him he had to shave his back.
He said he looked like a Silverback and won't be back to hit him from the back
Byrd's a weenie
another more miserable george Sodini
BIG WAYNE
Big Wayne no disdain magne
but this is the gameplan
either battle or walk the plank
Bang
or a splash all the same thang
Come and get yo bell rang
little ponies
can't hang with the mustangs
ME three words: acertain reighn and attain
YOU: same lame dame
Es Mi via tu entiendes Wayne?
mejo' estoy poder rompir tu espiritu
if I get at chu.
That would be the minimal
Im seminal with my attributes.
semenole in my family roots
pivotal with every move I make then Im on to my next pursuit
in general Im a captain dude.
Actually Im gon' call a truce Ill don't wanna induce you into something in which you are bound to lose cuz I'd premanently relegated you into a sour mood. And honestly my dude it's something that Im not tryin' to do.
As long as you understand Im# 1
and number two
goes to whomever the fuck I want it to
whoever ILL decide to chose...
DV
Illmath is Menelik Solomon Apollo and Ottamans
the Zulu and the Sihks with not bit of charlaton. I
m the King the Court and the Peasantry
Im an atom AS SOON AS U LOOK YOU CANT MEASURE me.
Homie Im the Essence of Essence,
The Truth of the matter.
Matter of fact I matter more than matter.
I embody the "it" factor.
My spit like firewater.
Yo spit like graham crackers.
ME white tees
YOU tight shirts. Searsucker shorts pointy shoes and a "man purse"
That made your lips purse
but it could get worse.
So u better Make Like mercury
When Im close.. Disperse.
Im like a itch first
then can turn to Hurt
even worse
I can put suckas underground like an earthworm
I can come from the shoulders like a bitch's purse
but I'd rather come from the dome like pittsburg.
Cnu and Sub went to the club
the both dance like Byrdeye
but think they can "cut a rug"
made a plan that tonight they would pose as thugs
so this time they can get hugs froms the guh's (girls).
They promised not to discuss the accuracy of atomic clocks
how if you go fast enough theorectically make time stop
instead
they would talk about the running man and kid and play
In their head they knew if they did "the wop" and get some play.
UBM
UBM shoulda been in Shalomar
or the middle brother who decided to quit Debarge
cuz he wanted the lyrics deeper and play the acoustic guitar.
He said fuck the glitter pants he was gonna be large
He unslicked his baby hair headed for new york
He did well as a writer
but ubm is a dreamer
cuz he like el and chico at heart were truly singers.
The only difference between my nigga Ock from the block is Ock wears sneakers
Doc wears socks with his crocs
Doc make em pop pills
Ock make em smoke rocks
Both got shots
Ock got two in the hip
Doc got shots in his kit
Disclaimer all rhymes are said in good natured jest. I hope not to offend anyone or hurt their feelings. Even you Turdeye.
Damn Ill went in on all a ya'll!!!! LOL
UBM
"cuz he like el and chico at heart were truly singers".
The implication is that he is a Debarge brother not that he "likes" El and Chico. Not a homosexual reference. What a difference a comma makes. Maybe I should punctuate. You know what as a matter of act Illmath is done battiling. For me it's not positive. I tried to make it positive and lighthearted (I pretty much complimented everyone, Cnu and Sub we're smart UBM is a pretty boy etc.) but the truth is battling, Bagging and playing the dozens is destructive. I ve done it plenty of times and I respect the craft but honestly unless I have some issue with that individual or Im taken over by some alpha male aggression Im done wit it Potna' That's not where Illmath is going anymore. It was fun but Peace and Love
"cuttin a rug"?
seriously.....?
I can see it now;
"mama"
"yes baby"
you know a word
sound like thug?
baby,
mama cain't hear you
shoutin from her basement!
come upstairs honey,
mama hep you
write a new rhyme
for your little blog friends
on my way mama...,
illy mathematical
sounding more dramatical
than a homothug hustler
on a provincetown sabbatical
pipecock own you son?
baking ditchweed by the ton
talking bout kid'n'play?
dayyum that shit was gay.
Put the pipe down yo.
mind movin so slow.
remind me of a mahndisa
and thordaddy show..,
better ack like you know
temptin CNu to flow
like prof. skip gates
vs. Sgt Jim Crow..,
you know how I do
CNu straight tactical
game, set, and match
zero sum, hella practical
cumtess me bwoi?
y'mama soon be cryin
giving you wack rhymes
she know who you tryin?
run along now son
you done had y'fun
lit up by CNu
there can be only one...,
Doc
Much respect... You've probably saved many a life but because of hip hop :) I went hard on you. But the truth is, what you do is noteworthy and respectable (no matter the motivation) and comparing you with "Ock from the block" was unfair. Maybe it was'nt hip hop maybe it was "Mavericism" either way Illmath could validly be proved wrong.
Oh wow... Ok I didn't know you had it in you Cnu I felt like I was bullying you guys...LMAO! Aight... Maybe that Alpha male aggression may rear it head. I literally wrote that rhymes in 60 seconds with the intention of not hurting nobody. I still won't but I may go hard but Im frying some chicken right now. Or I may just retire with the belt.
Oh wow... Ok I didn't know you had it in you Cnu I felt like I was bullying you guys...LMAO! Aight... Maybe that Alpha male aggression may rear it head. I literally wrote that rhymes in 60 seconds with the intention of not hurting nobody. I still won't but I may go hard but Im frying some chicken right now. Or I may just retire with the belt.
Damn I feel like Jay z being forced out of retirement... (sigh) Amateurs..
Im proud of you Cnu! Pretty ill but not ill enough to respond to. You proved yourself but Im a little bit too ahead of you my brotha. I actually stand by my previous declaration to retire from the game. It ain't me no more ya'll...(sigh) it just ain't me.
Ps. yeah I know, lots of typos up there.
Oh snap Dv why you gotta put up that pic?... Hilarious! I actually was inferring that he coulda' replaced Howard Hewitt because all of the lead singers were light skinned. Im actually laughing out loud. Damn ya'll I gotta go.
I still won't but I may go hard but Im frying some chicken right now. Or I may just retire with the belt.
rotflmbao...,
illy sweatin over a hot plate in the basement...,
saggy draws,
handkerchief on head,
little frilly apron.
MAMA!!!
CNu stepped to me!!!
boy,
you better stop playin witcho lil blog friends..,
finish fryin up mamas chicken!
mama hongry!!!
but Mama!!!
CNu on the mic,
an I'm gettin schooled!!!
don't make me take off my belt boy!!!
mama at the dinner table
and you got work to do,
layin up in my house rent free.
finish cookin my dam chicken!!!
tell yo lil friends you busy
go play with them later
after you finish taking care of important biznis!
and run the vaccuum cleaner too,
w'cho lazy self...,
She couldn't believe it
Even see or measure it
A nigga hung like an atom
Until he peed out of it
All that swagger like
"I matter more than matter"
Don't matter when the truth
Comes out in the showers
So don't get this twisted
Only one dat nigga
You can't retire bitch
When you just got fired.
Oh oh, it's gettin' naaasty in here,
With C Nulance and his stank ass up n here...
All these blacks suckas
stuck up in thur bubbles,
Phantom fightin' white boys by the single and doubles.
And yeah they winnin',
Or so they think...
But if you look real closely at the digital ink,
You'll see that Nulance spews all kind of stink...
Cuz at the end of day,
When knuckles start flyin'
And homeys start dyin'
Will Nulance take credit for all his pathological lyin'?
Aug 10, 2009 7:58:00 PM
Homie Im the Essence of Essence, The Truth of the matter.
Matter of fact I matter more than matter.
Battle. Over.
Damn that's hot...
Dang Nulance...
Must I be more provocative...
Call you uh ho,
And say your thoughts are like laxatives...
So Nulance...
ARE.YOU.AUTONOMOUS???
Cuz back here, you look hippopotamus
And when we add the dogs on the back of your dome...
You look like hippopotamus with mommy at home...
And if your mamma has passed,
Send my condolences...
But thanks to your mamma,
We got us, "Devourer of Resources"
Cuz if Nulance is chubby,
Then make no mistake...
With this calculation...
He's ripe for the take,
Like a pig on the roast,
He'll feed a family of eight...
But wait But wait,
We can create a better fate,
We'll call it a meme and say what it means...
This is the battle my friends between Nulance and me...
Yo DMG...
Why you so sour...
Got to come here AND get schooled by the hour...
Didn't even pay for all that good teachin'...
But now here you are all hollern' and screachin'...
You say it's no fair, "DV took so much time...
"Fillin' my head with reason and rhyme..."
So why my Stan Y.R.U. sooo rigid...
Like a four foot two 200 hundred pound midget...
And if you think you got punked,
Then answer me this...
Whatsa nucka expect when he throw out the diss...
Man DV,
WHAT.HAVE.U.DONE.TO.ME.
Jerked on my ego,
Then I went ergo,
We must call us out anutha ho...
He's like a hook in my eye...
Calls me a racist...
This "non-black" nigel with homeostasis...
He's got fantasies of white women,
And likes to smoke swishers,
He African warlord,
Dictator Fisher...
Yeah, yeah... this cat wants to battle,
Sees homeys like me bein' herded like cattle...
So whazzup Fish,
Got some rhymes in your bowl,
Can you give me a wish...
And flop out of your hole...
I save my last for best,
Cuz that's how I dooz it,
Keep it simple and crippling,
I.THOUGHT.THAT.U.NU.THIS.
They call him UBM of MBU,
Make Believe Uncle and son of a jew...
Whew we...
that's what THEY say
Your brothers in arms...
Just a bullet a way...
"A nigga hung like an atom
Until he peed out of it"
Hilarious.
Cnu your killing me... sweatin over a hotplate huh? Your imagery is riotous
Thorbaby even went hard on DMG
DMG's picture hysterical...I guess everything is funny todamnday..
All in good fun Illy..,
thanks for calling me out to play.
Man DV - WHAT.HAVE.U.DONE.TO.ME.
rotflmbao..,
He turned you out trick.
I know you don't know him Josh
but let's try to picture your father
you think farce'daddy know
his girl turned out a little ho
puttin on a show
for the brothas on the flo?
spread it
shake it
work it girl
down there on your knees
can I get a dollar?
please big Blackman please?
youze a whooty,
thordaddy's clappin booty
youze a whooty
thordaddy's clappin booty
hell hath no fury
like a trailer becky scorned
keep phukkin with the bull though
you bout to get the horns
spreadin out the pink
dayyum girl summin shodoo stink
bitch blazin up the ink
tryin'a ack like you can think
youze a whooty,
thordaddy's clappin booty
youze a whooty
thordaddy's clappin booty
tryin hard to get with'em
fakin white girl rhythm
stankin up the place
runny sores on your face
DV's girl josh.so.di.ni
with that greasy.nasty.pini
please baby please
leave on yo skidmark bikini
youze a whooty,
thordaddy's clappin booty
youze a whooty
thordaddy's clappin booty
you like dem boys in da back
(youze a whooty whooty)
you want to hang back stage
(youze a whooty whooty)
you like Big Man and TGC
(youze a whooty a whooty)
Submariner and DMG
(youze a whooty whooty)
got Denmark picture on your wall
and CNu picture in your draws...,
Oh shit, Thordaddy-o
Hijackin the raddio!
This DV.net, fool,
not “Africa Addio.”
Let the bruthas do the swingin.
You be the caddy, yo.
Let the niggas do the mackin.
Go pretend like Fabio.
All up on DV
Like you need a little huggin.
Calling out CNu
Like yo asshole needs pluggin.
Fuckin with Fish
Like you know how to fight.
Fuckin with me
Like yo mom did last night!
Oh looky looky
It's Nulance wit tha hot dogs
And Mills wit tha cookies
Two fat busters named
chubby and mini-chubby-me
Try to clown on thordaddy
But it will not be
Cuz you see that both you fools are soft and flabby
Dreamin' of Thor bein' yur daddy.
Mills...
Y.U.ALWAYS.ASK... for special spankins'
Talk bout my moms
When ya really just spankin'
Now get in a rhythm and burn you sum fat
Next time buster, you goin' go flat
Line in the sand drawed by sandman
You know of this man
He ain't yur caddy
He's yur clubber
Man use his fist to take off yur blubber
You can call him thordaddy
Yeah Nulance
You down in my pants
Ate something wretched
But I gave you a chance
To cling to my undies before yur disposal
You smelly piece of mud, I have a proposal
I wrap you real tightly
But handle you real lightly
And take this glob of poo
Who on yur account is really you
And put you where we put things unsightly...
^ Frontin up a storm like Stormfront.
And wonderin why dudes be callin him "cunt."
I'm the chip knocker offer
Head first into the sternum officer
Talkin all that shit
and jive talkin and I just listen
Newport smokin jokers
put my hands around they neck and chokem
Dude jump up off the ground screamin, I'm a cop, I'm a cop
Right after he just got dropped
My boy thordaddys on point, you'all better listen
Don't think we ain't out here payin attention
All that jive talkin aint gettin you know where
Speak proper english and you might have a chance
Cause next time it just might be you in a trance...
Oh looky looky
seriously?!?!
Denmark Vesey, you madcap - you really gonna havta upgrade your wigger quality magne.
On the serious tip thought, is it just me - or did your boy Byrdeye make a thinly veiled threat of violence - backing up his conjugal cootchie Joshelyn So.di.ni?
On the knuckles chuckles
brought these pinpoint shots to buckles, all you bird walkin busters
You fools better get a grip, talkin all that shit
I'm just me you see, ready to rumble at the drop of a hat
Split cheekbones with a whip of my whip
Blows come straight from my hip
Your english goes in one ear out the other
Wait for you to finish
Split wigs and then hover
Puttin more pressure on your brother, your cousin and mother
You see its just me
Waitin in the wings for a chance to be me
I really can't rap, damn sho' don't sing
No fly whip, no gleaming pinkie ring
But I do enjoy a debate
And I relish the hate
Why? Cause darkness flees light
And I try to keep mine bright
Cats flinging insults, cracking jokes
Pushing these theories wacker than generic smokes
Man, I just stay calm, blood flowing polar
Y'all cat's heated, mindset solar
Round and Round we go, jousting and woofing
Eventually the simple-minded goin' start hoofing
You fellas have been blessed with my first attempt at rap. Enjoy it.
Dang, dude got an avatar
A constipated baby
Nah, scratch that
Toddler got rat-coon rabies
All dats missin'
Is foam in da mouf
All dats missin'
Is bone in da mouf
Courtesy of ms. George Sodini
Radical autonomist
Mr. Craig Houdini
Mills mills
Here's sum pills
One for da fat
One for da chills...
Tired of seein' yur belly shakin'
Slap
Boy!
Put down the bacon!
Daddy says...
Why?
Cuz, you fat and childless
Overall..., sloppy mess
Can you get wit my plan
To make you Man
Then don't hate hater,
Just be a fan
Can you get wit my plan
To make you Man
I knew it was a closet frank-n-furtur packed up in'nis muhphuggah!
It was only a matter of time before it had to come out...,
Dang doo
Got willy on the brain
Willy on the chin
And Willie in the den
Will E.Survive
Is the name of game
Passin' genes
Creatn' memes
And you got willy on the brain
Intellectual rat
Wiff friends like Jackie, Kelly and Pat
Dude don't know wich way to turn
Got willy on the brain
Got Willie in the urn...
DV
Sorry for all dis keelln'
Dopamine hegemony
Can't be cheelln'
Sum will say it's an internet lynchn'
Sum will say itzall bout tension
Sum will say it caught DV flinchn'
crackheads itchn'
hoodrats snitchn'
Nigels can make of it what thaaay will
Will he will you and give you the pill
Have I given a dose of my diabolical lyrics
Have I given a dose so nigels can hear it???
**crickets**
My boy thordaddy tearin shit up
Whatch'yall gots to say
With a one two fools can't even play
Caught you fools slippin
Probly on the block sippin
Waitin for a CVS door to kick in
These fools gettin mad as hell
Probly send another loud mouth out from tha cell
Since yall cant step better pick on eachother
Whats new these fools sell out thay own mother
Ha Ha funny funny
Ive punkd out enough of you fools like a hat and a bunny
**tumbleweeds**
**reacharounds**
CNu you smell like poo
I got a singular global little brew
I don't run, I fight
Like I said befo, you probly just didnt like
You talkin crickets, tumbleweed and reacharounds
I'm talkin diggin deep, late nights and ringarounds
You betta be on your pees and quezz
Cause when we meet Im goin to unleash that brew
Dont sweat it doe
Youz just a shit talkin ho
You think by actin arogant Im sposed to be fazed
Ill have your busta ass thinkin your in a maze
They call me the white light
bout to see me center stage
Be nice Ill thro a couple dollaz your way
Reach around, crickets and tumbleweeds,
just the needs I need to give u what u need
A psychological slashn'
Half yur brain all smashd in,
other half still slimy and clickn
tumbleweeds, reach arounds and crickets...
Probly on the block sippin
Waitin for a CVS door to kick in
lol
Ho daddy
Thatza dis-picable imitation
Ho daddy
Gottsum pathetic limitation
Ho daddy
Livin' n my alien nation
Ho daddy
Do you feelz the sensation
Ho daddy
Of yur blood and its cessation
Ho daddy
Frozen n yur tracks
Ho daddy
Slip between the cracks
Ho daddy
Swept underneath the rug
Ho daddy
Ur time n hur is done.
Oh looky looky
It's Nulance wit tha hot dogs
And Mills wit tha cookies
Two fat busters named
chubby and mini-chubby-me
Try to clown on thordaddy
But it will not be
Cuz you see that both you fools are soft and flabby
Dreamin' of Thor bein' yur daddy.
Dam, dat shit was hotter than fiyah!
Listen to this wide-eyed prophet
Burnin g's like white phosphorus
Rainmaking pain like down in Gaza
Fair-skinned warfare is never fair
To niggas livin shorter and less than prosperous
Colonialist hip-hop takin over this game
Naw fuck that shit, this game is OVER!
Yeah magne...
Ain't that the story
We do like Dupont
We givn' rap glory
Takn' what nuckas do
And makn' it better
Doin' what nuckas do
And stealn' thur cheddar
You know thazza the meme
That never gets tired
You know thazza meme
That set nuckas on fire...
Another truth about whiteboys is laid out.
Famous for jumpin on shit after it’s played out.
Still tryin to put on a show after the fadeout.
Come the fuck on, DV: Break the Raid out.
Nipsey Muuuhammad
Sounzz like jihadist
Ain't caught my illness
Itz DOPE-A-MEAN
HEG-EE-MON-IST
And I'll be honest
Itz Y.U. lose
And Y.I. win
And when I win
Itz Y.U. snooze...
Nipsey I got somthin fo ya
Youz a succa waitin in the wings so Bill Clinton can f__k ya
Talkin all that trash
Actin like King Tut with a rash
Makin your peeps look like fools
Nipsy Muuuhammad is a straight up tool
Played out is your last name
Act like we scared you went insane
Another chump with his handout
Prayin to Allah for a way out
When Tupac got popped
It was like Mandela unlocked
As post-apartheid Zimbabwe
Freed by Mugabe..
Now hip-hop can be repo'd
By its White minority
Denied ownership for years
Due to Black fears of
Takeover by superiority
Pumpin' the brakes on
Sick MCs like Thordaddy
Lest these wiggas rise
And overtake the majority
But Obama promised change
To rearrange the world order
And like Hannibal the Cannibal
He took-out and de-livered
Land back to these wiggers!
Now hip-hop can be repo'd
By its White minority
Denied ownership for years
Due to Black fears of
Takeover by superiority
White boyz live fantasies
Blame their failures on niggas, Please
Pale faces been flowing
Rap stars always hoeing
Talking 'bout we kept y'all out
Check the boardroom, who got clout
Nah, it was your white brothers
Who wouldn't claim you or your mother
Look around this stolen land
You really think whiteboyz can't be The Man
That's a laughable notion
Must be good kush y'all smokin'
Cause from my vantage point I see
Nothing but space and opportunity
Get off your butt and make move
Stop trying to be internet smooth
Yapping and whining is for lames
Create change, then get a dame
DV got y'all feeling safe and secure
Don't you know he think y'all impure?
Homie claims the Original Man
Y'all just here to tap and Mantan
Big Man that was so gay
I bet you swing both ways
Usein pyscological projection
Like your girlfriend does wit no objections
Got g's on etrade, got some time to spare
Makin busters like you comptoniplate your role, helpin you dig yourself out that hole, get you a roll
Fix yo hair, straigtin yourself up, order to battle you have to suck it up
Before you come back get some practice
You can't even step to thordaddy, me or backstreet
Whatch you goin to do when you cant breath
Got this whiteboy hovering over you like in a bad dream?
Its nasty where I come from
Dont play dumb
You know dang well who still number #1
You know you aint ready
So get you a girlfriend settle down and go steady
First off homie, I got a wife
That means I commited for life
Miss me with all that gay talk
Projecting cause you sashay, not walk
My hair is close to my dome
Cropped and named after the Big Man of Rome
But, I used to rock locs like Marley
Like a John and Jesus party
You right, I can't step to the White Boy crew
Y'all some needy dudes, and my wife is my boo
I just tried out the game of rhyme
Something to pass the time
Till I leave this cubicle
Get home to my family
Life is beautiful.
Lil' man
Come on, bra
Don't think thorDADDY mean sumpn'
4 deep
Delivered da last one for nuttin'
Thatsa old school healthcare
Faith in God
Steely nerves
Never being scared
Ain't never blamed a nucka either
Must be hangin' wit busters like tha clowns n Seether.
Gotta find ya sum ole stock
Real white boys chiseled, dieseled
Carved from rock
The fantasy swirlin' n yo brain
That white man corrupt, half dead
And feeling pain
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Contradicts what you see
In the evidence you call Mr. Thor.Daddy.
Caught you fools slippin
Probly on the block sippin
Waitin for a CVS door to kick in
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