Post by LiDDY on Apr 8, 2007 10:18:58 GMT -5
BARBWIRE:
fuck big b and fuck his dissin
you wanna get physial i'm up for this shit
i told yall come get some but you still dont want to listen
i dont give a fuck if ya fuckin ass is glisten
u fucked u dont even have a pot to piss in
you dont wanna get shot, thats your deision
if you got a gun then shoot
big b you want the truth, i dont got one to use
but i still aint gonna run from you,i aint got nutin to lose
and i got two fist and i love to bruise
im pimpin wen you big up ya crew
you hink ur a player, but i'm sure your juss a substitute
i'm a king in this game
cause i aint playing, i make ur best shit look lame
i hold bills all us got is change
uz onstantly doin a fag phrase, for you and ya boys to say
ya cgame is thick,i dont give a fuck i'll cut through ya lique
you think i'm new to this, thats ludicris
u gotta gun? then blast the tool bitch
i'm standin point blank ,how could you miss?
unless it was intentional , you juss dont have the balls to do that shit bitch
you gats for show, not to blast
or to blast and not to hit
but if i got the gun i'll ok that shit, lock my lips then i'll drop ya shit
you juss talk they dont at unlike mines
i dont talk they just like mimes
if you dont wanna take a beatdown put the heatdown
you ass get thrown in a river and found in the deep, drowned
who cares if you rollin wit heat peelers and weed dealers
you dont give a fuck , me neither
in this shit you juss the followers im the leader
, not a missle, i detet pistols, im a heat seeker
in the shool of hard knoks me im the teacher
BIG B:
Thinking you gonna win coming at me with prewritten/
Your wins are shrinking, there thin, only way you can win is with a bitten/
Ignore the spelling, whore your yelling/
Sure ill have you telling, how hot I am before im sellin/*
How can I take you serious when your first bar didn't rhyme/
Come awake, your delirious im mysterious your the worst by far we all no by one line/
I ain't, gonna spit half as much as you I don't need to/
My bars make you faint like im a saint, you touch more meat the a chef making stew/
Haha, you told me your making a mixtape thats a joke/
How many copys are gonna be sold?, cover your face with a cape, before u choke/
Your beating off to gay porn, your not the boldest, your worn/
Ill have u cheating and leavin you torn, like the oldest guy in korn/
Some call me the preacher, but you can't be a teacher/
Your quick to suck like 401 on my speaker, your a leacher*/
This is it cause you ain't in the wwe, your trying to be Mick Foley/
Or Me, big b, you ain't got a bat, or a sock, but your always on the cock g/*
WINNER: BIG B
fuck big b and fuck his dissin
you wanna get physial i'm up for this shit
i told yall come get some but you still dont want to listen
i dont give a fuck if ya fuckin ass is glisten
u fucked u dont even have a pot to piss in
you dont wanna get shot, thats your deision
if you got a gun then shoot
big b you want the truth, i dont got one to use
but i still aint gonna run from you,i aint got nutin to lose
and i got two fist and i love to bruise
im pimpin wen you big up ya crew
you hink ur a player, but i'm sure your juss a substitute
i'm a king in this game
cause i aint playing, i make ur best shit look lame
i hold bills all us got is change
uz onstantly doin a fag phrase, for you and ya boys to say
ya cgame is thick,i dont give a fuck i'll cut through ya lique
you think i'm new to this, thats ludicris
u gotta gun? then blast the tool bitch
i'm standin point blank ,how could you miss?
unless it was intentional , you juss dont have the balls to do that shit bitch
you gats for show, not to blast
or to blast and not to hit
but if i got the gun i'll ok that shit, lock my lips then i'll drop ya shit
you juss talk they dont at unlike mines
i dont talk they just like mimes
if you dont wanna take a beatdown put the heatdown
you ass get thrown in a river and found in the deep, drowned
who cares if you rollin wit heat peelers and weed dealers
you dont give a fuck , me neither
in this shit you juss the followers im the leader
, not a missle, i detet pistols, im a heat seeker
in the shool of hard knoks me im the teacher
BIG B:
Thinking you gonna win coming at me with prewritten/
Your wins are shrinking, there thin, only way you can win is with a bitten/
Ignore the spelling, whore your yelling/
Sure ill have you telling, how hot I am before im sellin/*
How can I take you serious when your first bar didn't rhyme/
Come awake, your delirious im mysterious your the worst by far we all no by one line/
I ain't, gonna spit half as much as you I don't need to/
My bars make you faint like im a saint, you touch more meat the a chef making stew/
Haha, you told me your making a mixtape thats a joke/
How many copys are gonna be sold?, cover your face with a cape, before u choke/
Your beating off to gay porn, your not the boldest, your worn/
Ill have u cheating and leavin you torn, like the oldest guy in korn/
Some call me the preacher, but you can't be a teacher/
Your quick to suck like 401 on my speaker, your a leacher*/
This is it cause you ain't in the wwe, your trying to be Mick Foley/
Or Me, big b, you ain't got a bat, or a sock, but your always on the cock g/*
WINNER: BIG B
