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#161,973 today
Peak #1,046
#101,518 in subgenre
Peak #543
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Lyrics- Impulse.... Beat: abezbeatz
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Lyrics: "Spot Blown".... Beat "no copyrights"
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March 25, 2003
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MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
battle
Lyrics
Ayo, i cut to the chase, and smash engima to dust /
im sick of this chump, shut him up by stickin him in my trunk /
next to my 15 inch subs, so he can hear my bump /
cuz im sick of these battles, especially this predictable one /
pick him up in my pick up truck, stick him up for his funds /
ya need to quit rap, and join rock, cuz this kids a punk /
fuccin hoe, no this is no noshow, its your terminol /
dont take it personal, but i make a cut like this is surgical /
impulse is my name, dont forget you faggot /
ya still hidin from you moms, puffin the magic dragon in the attic /
ive done had it, with these posers /
feel like runnin you ova with a bulldozer, crushin ya shoulder /
so u can hold da, microphone no longer, the shows ova /
folks its over, but ill continue rippin this international fag /
with a phat verse, to attack your nerves till ya back hurt /
ive passed the first, second, and now im workin on the third /
gotcha feelin outta place, like nerds cursin in the berbs /
wordddd, im cookin poutry, and flippin the bird /
if i dont win this, best believe im searchin ya purse /
for the 50 dollars, cuz no matter what im takin it /
and if i dont kill you this round, you must be fakin it /
cuz ya dead scared to battle me, cuz ya dont like the violence /
best move to do is post an audio of silence /
like my last round did, some kid, named skrypts, i dunno /
but all i know, is that this hoe im facin sounds like he needs to grow /
some balls, before he faces pulse in any competition /
stop ya bitchin little hoe, dont u know, u gotta go? /
i dont even have to work on this, i keep it real simple /
i got enigma breakin out like a fat kid with pimples /
got the listeners thinkin im mean, but im certainly nice /
ya need to quit spittin enigma, that shits short circuitin the mic /
cuz im electrified, with so many disturbed words in a verse /
thats it leaves behind a curse, to make sure that ya learn /
its your turn to burn, bitch go buy a urn /
cuz the ashes is all thats left after i drive your hurse /
off the deep end of a mountain, your body they found it /
down in a water fountain, face first drowin /
the cost of damage is thousands of dollars, im on some other shit /
ima hurt you, but the 50 dollars i win should cover it /
i gotcha lovin my shit, bumpin this battle in your ride /
the cattle cry, cuz they know im gonna slaughter this guy /
i caught this bi, jackin off to a porno /
this motha fuckas a faggot, but forgot to keep his closet door close /
im on the road, your still stuck with no shows /
killed to birds with one stone, broke two bones with one blow /
ya fuccin wit a pro, ya fixin to die, ima lift the skies /
engima lookin stupid, and last time i check i had no stigma in my eyes /
ayo, im sick of this guy....
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