battle or 2?

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carlcaine

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wa'gwarn to u
as u can see im new
anyone up 4 a battle or 2?
no bullshit, spit true
im not askin u to
im tellin, if i dnt see a reply gonna start yellin
cus i got too much wellin
up inside, 0 confidence n fuck all pride
ur a chicken, u cant fly u just glide.

reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeplyyyyyyyyyyyyy plizzle
 
This is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And i liked to take a minute
And sit right there
And tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where i spent most of my days
Chillin out maxin relaxin all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin makin trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
She said your movin with your auntie and uncle in bel Air i pegged and pleaded with her day after day but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way she gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket so i put my walkman on and said i might as well kick it

first class yo this is bad drinkin orange juice out of a champaine glass is this what the people of bel air live like hmm this might be allright but wait i hear persy boy liein is this the type of place they should send this cool cat i don't think so we'll see when i get there i hope they're prepared for the prince of bel air

well ah when the plain landed and i came out there was a dude that looked like a cop standin there with my name out i aint tryin to get arrested yet i just got here i sprang with the quickness of lightning and dissapeared I whistled for a cab
And when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything i can say this cab is rare
But i thought naw forget it yo homes to Bel Air


I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And i yelled to the cabyo homes smell ya later
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
 
Yo, hey what's happening dude?
I'm a guy with a rep for bein' rude
Terrorizin' people wherever I go
It's not intentional, just keepin' the flow
Fixin' test scores to get the best scores
Droppin' banana peels all over the floor
I'm the kid that made delinquency an art
Last name, Simpson, first name, Bart
I'm here today to introduce the next phase
The next step in the big Bart craze
I got a dance, real easy to do
I learned it with no rhythm and so can you
So, move your body, if you got the notion
Front to back in a rock-like motion
Now that you got it, if you think you can
Do it to the music, that's the Bartman
Everybody, if you can, do the Bartman
Shake you body, turn it out, if you can, man
Move you butt to the side, yes, you can, can
Everybody in the house, do the Bartman
Everybody, if you can, do the Bartman
Shake you body, turn it out, if you can, man
Move you butt to the side, yes, you can, can
Everybody in the house, do the Bartman
 
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I had a vision of a murder

jawgawn sitting in a house with a 9 in my hand and a joint in my mouth
Straight fucking with that sisqo, it got me noid

I never should've started fucking with that 40

Now sprung out, stuck on the killa trip

Trippin like a motherfucker, but now I'm through with it

Got on the phone said "Amigo I'm on my way

My bitch is tripping, I need a place to stay"

she's talking to me like I got no brain

Cause of that sisqo, or cuz I'm insane

Brotha Lynch's been through the same thing though

But jawgawn can be tripping over no hoe



So I got my 9 I was stressing

Trew out a lotionhead to keep em guessing

Went outside a house there was a dead bitch

That what she gets from marrying a lunatic

Im on that killa spree shooting that 9

Niggas dying cuz me and my bitch had a fight

I know its fuckedup and fooled but thats the price ya paying

Niggas fading my bitch is too when I sprung

See I dont give a fuck about shit

Even if ya know me I smoke ya and let you be a (dead homie)

show me that you're a lunatic like show and ya might live when ya fuckin wit

a psycho


Dont fuck with a crazy Motherfucker

Dont fuck with a (a motherfucking Psycho)

Dont fuck with a b----


(Hell yeah) I did a walkby and the attitude I have is

Fuck everybody if they ain't from the ?? (fo' sure)

Little voices in my head got me doing dirt

The ever deaths of the murder painted on my shirt

Is it the sisqo that's fucking up my head? (maybe)

Ain't it crunchy for the thirst of a black person dead

Was my bitch right, am I crazy?

Or am I thinking the worlds trying to fake me? (he is)

The only answer that I know is the killa chow

Watching his ass bleed the pillars of a riot punk

I got 2 homies meg0 and Brotha Lynch

They know I'm crazy but they just didn't get convinced

Yeah, now watch me kill this motherfucker

I cracked his spine, take two limbs like a titty rowsucker

I moved my pedals when I saw his body drop

His neck was broke and his spinal cord was popped

I can't be stopped (yeah), I got to take that fools life

I'm outta bullets so fuck it, I use my knife

Who's next to die don't know nobody no bitch stare

No telling when you're fucking with a psycho


I'm looking for a slida - some jack the ripper shit

So I take a bitch and stick a fat knife in her clit, watch her twit

My bricks turn to stone

Cause I love to hear a motherfucker scream in a scare tone

And then it's on, I'm digging in the dead bitch

She can't feel it but I gives a fuck I like the shit

I hear sirens, that's all I need to know

The cops is on their way, it's time for me to go

I hit a ?? and was headed for the house shot

On deuce 4 street the cops had a roadblock

'What the fucks next?' is what I'm thinking

I'm butt-naked and my plot is straight sinking

I grabbed the bitch who was standing on the corner

"You scream or hollah and I smoke ya, I won't budge."

I put the knife to her throat and yelled out

"Clear the street or this bitch's gon' get another mouth."

The cops is like "Right yeah, let the lady go."

I said "Hell no, I kill this bitch and that's on the fo'."

I had the bitch by her throat wouldn't let her go

She gotta die cause they're fucking with a psycho



(Fuck, picture this) (Cause I shot your punk ass in the midst)

Now I'm in a fuckedup spot but I got a cool plot

That I'mma use, and I'mma kill the hoe if they refuse

To let me go cause black person I know what's up

If I cut the bitches throat then I'm fucked

The cops don't care about blowing a top of me

Cause I be delaying they coffee and donuts so

I thought about my plot I'mma kill the hoe

Based on the fact I put it on the motherfucking fo

Cop listen ya better drop ya weapon and do shit

Either that or I'm gonna let the bitch have it

The cops is like 'go ahead kill the trick'

probably cause the girl was a black bitch

I said okay and put the knife to her throat

I took a swing and then headed towards jumpo

They started blasting and blasting at me

About 20 shots, they never hit a black person G

I was running low, trying not to get popped

Got chased by hundred white cops

I got shot then I dropped like c-lo

Just another day, in the life of a psycho
 
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