Takeover, gameover/
For these fag rappers,jerkin each other so much they dislocate
shoulders//
Sidekick to ya main flow-er, cracked lips, he a caine smoker/
my experience ugly bitches can't stay sober// -4-
Rest of em Harbaugh's ...
scoutin teen bois ... then askin can you stay over?//
Buncha snakes but you can't spit so you ain't Cobras/
Wit them sublim stats I don't know what you after but it ain't
cho-cha// -8-
Got five years on Jay-Hova, still cain't grow up/
Detroit rap a bitch and that trick need a makeover//
It went from Esham to proof then em, to royce to who?/
Not a single fan in attendance, nobody mention that they choice
is YOU// -12-
I voice the truth - they don't like what I speak/
But trust I walk what I talk, just put a mic to my feet//
Starvin artists eat each other on that gay shit/
100,000 bars recorded but don't none of em say shit//

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VE-RB runnin this rap shit
Red Team - running this rap shit
ya'll mad thit you the son of a crack bitch
blame us - we always hustled a package
Ya boy box, I'll leave a bum on the canvas
next one - Cristoe handle them matics -
melt you faggots like plastic, it'll happen and that's it



I don't care there's 27 of ya'll, I been stepped to ya boss/
On behalf of Detroit's biggest rap legend of all//
He was tremblin, dog an ol delicate broad/
Cristoe still kickin himself for helpin the fraud// -4-
Me? I'm grateful, she woulda went to the law/
What that got to do with us? department of corrections is raw//
Couple of yo thievin asses learned this lesson befaw/
Ya'll - can't be signed kickin crack fiend rhymes// -8-
buncha theives proud of that crack fiend time you did behind
crack fiend crimes//
Couple ya'll I thought was cool, you know who you are/
invited you to my club, my home and my car// -12-
you could be right here; where doin business properly took me/
but it seems you'd rather believe gossip for pussy//
Been five years - you still ain't got you the cookies/
better off, I left that bitch sloppy as snooki// -16-

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I know you recognizin faaaaame/
fresh kid ice, bigg verb, monte cristoe, tikko, hellusin8//
It's a shaaaame - take orders from a rat - teenage mutants, play
- this gas and a bluish flame into the sewer grate// -4-
The fuckboy hustle - everyone of yall live off a fat girl/
I know what's happenin now - you eat the groceries of aunt
shirl//
From every -other- county but claim the D-E-T hustle/
but everything about you screamin EBT struggle// -8-
Better relax on fuckin with my pepo, fam/
Have yo boss runnin from us like he did the repo man//
He front online but givin rappers up for the RICO, dam/
Remember Bert's - ya'll know one punch an MC don't stand// -12-
I don't wanna sneak the burner through that hole in the wall/
But I can't find em in the streets and nobody know em at all//
Bumscumians know - I'm an investment so ...
I am connected
So, you gettin burned alive if I'm gettin questioned//