Even though this has nottin to with you
I say you be a crazy fool
You run on me, I run you outaa hip hop
It's not a water pistol, nor a trick shot
You wanna play with real G's?
Or you wanna settle this like MC's
Bullets are my friends, deadly as well as my rhymes
I ain't got shit against you, but now you start to cry?
Dear Lord oh why... Tell these fake hoes
who they fuckin with. To them I'm John Doe
To those who know me, they don't want me as a foe
So stop lyin you know as well my rhymes hurt like hell
What the fuck? You ain't feelin well?
Me fuckin with your homie G? Let me see
This battle was long over, and G also agrees
You wanna battle one on one with me?
I ask you: HOW STUPID CAN YOU BE?
You can't fuck with me, I'm Born2B
You be torn to pieces and
still I remain in one piece
I spit my mouth as same as Tyson throws his fists,
and when I'm done with you I'll dissapear from where I came - into the mist
It's OK if you fear when I'm near, chargin all my gear,
You be like: "Ohhh God, what the fuck just happened?"
Let me tell you what happened, Born2B is rappin
Each and erry time I make some noise,
you flee from tha battlefield, you and your boyz
Now you say you got guns, I say you got toyz
So I'll ask you again, STOP LYIN or START CRYIN
Remember I got nottin against you,
me and G, we're cool
Stop makin war, you know you can't soar
Fuck this shit, you wanna battle me, go ahead
You got nottin that may be potential threat
Mutafucka, I'm just waistin my time here
Time to get tha real shit started, oh dear
Kids with gangsa thoughts, check tha street
G knows how's there,
But if you want we can meet in tha street
No problem, be sure only one will leave
You pussy-ass-playa-hater, I leave all your homies to greev
GONE!
_________________ Rap music is something I do
But Hip Hop is something I live
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