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[Hook]
Fuck Your Favorite Rapper (x4)
Pac would be ashamed of you niggas
B.I.G. would shed a tear for you niggas
Pun would wanna murder you all
Nah, this ain’t hip-hop, dawg
Nah…
[Hook]
[Verse 1]
I’m in Hell’s Kitchen with the Lord’s mitten
Run and tell bishop I’m the Mel Gibson
Bravehearted nigga keeping rap living
Young legend merry Christmas and the flow gifted
And I mean what I say
Not a game nor a gimmick when you mention my name
Niggas pill popping and dancing too much in the game
Talking about your fortune and fame
Y’all sounding the same, we need change
What happened to that real in the booth?
Let’s take it back to Queensbridge
Back when Nas was the truth
I’m talking everyday struggle to Big Poppa and Juice
To consumers who still assuming this message for you
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[Verse 2]
Death around the corner, body’s gonna miss you
Boy I try to tell ’em they ain’t wanna listen
King Gudda ??? who got a problem with it
I rebuild a building make you come and visit
Let’s have a moment of silence
Compare me to a prison of violence
I’m a murderer, fucking murderer, I never heard of ya
Kicking down the door I took my chances like a burglar
Word to my mama, I’m about to drop this drama, you outta know
There’s a real difference between real rap and metaphor
Don’t get it twisted, I body them niggas
You know I’m the realest, you cannot prevent it, nigga
Still…
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[Verse 3]
I got what they missing nigga, come and get it
How dare you think these niggas really competition
Call a mortuary make a reservation
Ball for ball I ruin niggas reputations
And my flow is the illest
Ain’t I ain’t never had no feelings I should visit the dentist
Niggas talking out of turn until reality visit
Till somebody bring the karma that’s what ??? intended
You niggas finished, never could fuck with my coalition
You with me or you running lil’ nigga that’s your decision
Screamin’ fuck ’em (Fuck ’em!) to your opposition
Here’s what I think of the listing the names mentioned
PSA bitches
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