b e s t r a p p e r a l i v e f r e e s t y l e b a t t l e
- - - d v 8 f o r t h e r e u n i o n says:
i remember back then i said you'd fail uni
and now look i was a prophet - - it's still you, b
truely though i spit forociously
you just a pond son - look i'm what a ocean be
toking b, not good, kills the brain cells and
my lyrics so crazy - - only the insane feel em
you the type of old man to sit eating caesar salads
end up in jail this kid still wants to toss they salad
Mr. Wasim says:
now its like u tryn invoke the fury of a man
who's fury is of the nature u cant stand
always got the upper hand
u an ocean? i fill u up wid sand..
turn ur ass into a puddle, homie..only six feet deep
my minds sharper than a knife..i dun need no sleep
im a straigh uni player..straigh pussy slayer
tryn test me, u couldnt be gayer
u outmatched son, it jus dun seem fair
- - - d v 8 f o r t h e r e u n i o n says:
no sand could fill up two thirds of the earth
and with that son - - buck fifty's what this nerd'll be worth
i call you a nerd son, but yo - -here's some dirt son
i saw your line - - don't think i've ever seen a worse one
reverse son - - back out before you get ticketed
i'm sick with it - - comethrough like hands on paper to rip this kid
Mr. Wasim says:
dun make me get inta astronomy n show u how a meteor could bury you
i know u slow..take ur time i wont hurry u..buh these world dun wait fo latebloomers
so when u reach ur goal, u woulda had ta done it sooner
all i need is a glance ta scare ya..go ahead make a move homie i dare ya
styll the pakistani prodigy..with a whole sidea me that u dun wanna see
cuz i could be everything that u wanna be
- - - d v 8 f o r t h e r e u n i o n says:
lol oh man this kid right here lost me
shaking me head at this kid talking about "pakistani prodigy"
the only other prodigy i've heard about is on g-unit
waving his hand 'front of his face - the yayo - you stupid
for comparing yourself to him, mob deep fell off this quick
my lyrics run circles around yours like a track - get off this dick
i am to rap what osama is to al-quelda
and you just saddam - - damn - - hide son, but i'll find ya
and be right behind ya, and start sparking the heater
i get the goods for a quarter from your girl just like a parking meter
Mr. Wasim says:
man it seems i aint made it clear nuff..iz like u tryn extra hard ta be gay..dun worry u're queer enuff
my name and my dick always on ur girl's lips..stick to her mouth closer than her lipstick
so where u get the idea u could act wild..spit these vile lyrics, or even open ur mouth while
in the presence of a mastermind..bitches savourin ma style like its tactile
touched a few nerves, so ima touch ur girl to invoke a smile
murk u like i did ma exam..ur lyrics is worthless, n u wonder why noone gives a damn
my words strike u like the torus..u gon get rammed
iz all in the stars..u wasnt supposed ta get urs, we meant to get ours
i remember back then i said you'd fail uni
and now look i was a prophet - - it's still you, b
truely though i spit forociously
you just a pond son - look i'm what a ocean be
toking b, not good, kills the brain cells and
my lyrics so crazy - - only the insane feel em
you the type of old man to sit eating caesar salads
end up in jail this kid still wants to toss they salad
Mr. Wasim says:
now its like u tryn invoke the fury of a man
who's fury is of the nature u cant stand
always got the upper hand
u an ocean? i fill u up wid sand..
turn ur ass into a puddle, homie..only six feet deep
my minds sharper than a knife..i dun need no sleep
im a straigh uni player..straigh pussy slayer
tryn test me, u couldnt be gayer
u outmatched son, it jus dun seem fair
- - - d v 8 f o r t h e r e u n i o n says:
no sand could fill up two thirds of the earth
and with that son - - buck fifty's what this nerd'll be worth
i call you a nerd son, but yo - -here's some dirt son
i saw your line - - don't think i've ever seen a worse one
reverse son - - back out before you get ticketed
i'm sick with it - - comethrough like hands on paper to rip this kid
Mr. Wasim says:
dun make me get inta astronomy n show u how a meteor could bury you
i know u slow..take ur time i wont hurry u..buh these world dun wait fo latebloomers
so when u reach ur goal, u woulda had ta done it sooner
all i need is a glance ta scare ya..go ahead make a move homie i dare ya
styll the pakistani prodigy..with a whole sidea me that u dun wanna see
cuz i could be everything that u wanna be
- - - d v 8 f o r t h e r e u n i o n says:
lol oh man this kid right here lost me
shaking me head at this kid talking about "pakistani prodigy"
the only other prodigy i've heard about is on g-unit
waving his hand 'front of his face - the yayo - you stupid
for comparing yourself to him, mob deep fell off this quick
my lyrics run circles around yours like a track - get off this dick
i am to rap what osama is to al-quelda
and you just saddam - - damn - - hide son, but i'll find ya
and be right behind ya, and start sparking the heater
i get the goods for a quarter from your girl just like a parking meter
Mr. Wasim says:
man it seems i aint made it clear nuff..iz like u tryn extra hard ta be gay..dun worry u're queer enuff
my name and my dick always on ur girl's lips..stick to her mouth closer than her lipstick
so where u get the idea u could act wild..spit these vile lyrics, or even open ur mouth while
in the presence of a mastermind..bitches savourin ma style like its tactile
touched a few nerves, so ima touch ur girl to invoke a smile
murk u like i did ma exam..ur lyrics is worthless, n u wonder why noone gives a damn
my words strike u like the torus..u gon get rammed
iz all in the stars..u wasnt supposed ta get urs, we meant to get ours
