Ether
Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 9:05 am
[V 1]
(Pac: FUCK GONZO)
What's up..
(FUCK GONZO)
Heard you back from the dead..
(FUCK GONZO)
Well, yo ass gone get murdered again..
(FUCK GONZO)
Usually God dont like ugly, but he let yo ass live
I go drastic, and get yo white ass kicked
My flow suspendable like plastic
You was askin' fo my number, but ya got it quick? I gave you style but now I jock this bitch, labels never dropped his shit
Your like Jay-Z ya rock ya fellas, you never sold or drop a record
You make Pac sick to the stomach, ya thrown ones because you dun't run it
You comment all my shit and leavin' me collab messages, now he said sayin' "you dont wanna mess with this"
Ruckus the war ended years ago, so why you still fighting?
Didnt you say I was the one that had ill writings
Ruckus Pac already made Thug Life since 94, so your telling me these are the rhymes he stole?
My clique flyer, so fly, we stuck in the air
His niggaz dick riderz, they ride so much that Ruckus dick be fuckin' stuffed there
Rugged Eros like booty? I guess he looks at every guy as a treasure chest, ass is what he pleasures best
Last thing I seen was four figures go in a closet, door is shut
And then its all been boarded up
Who never returned? It was Rugged, Flip, Quarterz, and Ruck
We shook em out the closet they lookin' dumbfound with their snakes hardened up
(Fagget ass squarez)
Xacti strugglin for cash, and I seen a dick fucked in your ass
Another gay rapper,
(Pac: Busting caps at Xacti)
They cant afford scripts, they just paid actors
I'm gangbangin mode
FUCK THE RAP GAME
None of you suckers holdin' it down, Ruckus theres the exit know I will show this bitch out
Ya flow need lotion like crusty feet, I see plaque you need to brush his teeth
Now all these weaks dead, now I want to question their street cred
But Im afraid to ask, they should have their face down like Lady Gaga and ashamed to rap
Fuck all em; the opposers weak, what's ya prayin to me for? You need the Jehovah, keep
God would struck ya family overseas
I know Betts heard me, thats why ya begged mercy
(Pac: FUCK GONZO)
What's up..
(FUCK GONZO)
Heard you back from the dead..
(FUCK GONZO)
Well, yo ass gone get murdered again..
(FUCK GONZO)
Usually God dont like ugly, but he let yo ass live
I go drastic, and get yo white ass kicked
My flow suspendable like plastic
You was askin' fo my number, but ya got it quick? I gave you style but now I jock this bitch, labels never dropped his shit
Your like Jay-Z ya rock ya fellas, you never sold or drop a record
You make Pac sick to the stomach, ya thrown ones because you dun't run it
You comment all my shit and leavin' me collab messages, now he said sayin' "you dont wanna mess with this"
Ruckus the war ended years ago, so why you still fighting?
Didnt you say I was the one that had ill writings
Ruckus Pac already made Thug Life since 94, so your telling me these are the rhymes he stole?
My clique flyer, so fly, we stuck in the air
His niggaz dick riderz, they ride so much that Ruckus dick be fuckin' stuffed there
Rugged Eros like booty? I guess he looks at every guy as a treasure chest, ass is what he pleasures best
Last thing I seen was four figures go in a closet, door is shut
And then its all been boarded up
Who never returned? It was Rugged, Flip, Quarterz, and Ruck
We shook em out the closet they lookin' dumbfound with their snakes hardened up
(Fagget ass squarez)
Xacti strugglin for cash, and I seen a dick fucked in your ass
Another gay rapper,
(Pac: Busting caps at Xacti)
They cant afford scripts, they just paid actors
I'm gangbangin mode
FUCK THE RAP GAME
None of you suckers holdin' it down, Ruckus theres the exit know I will show this bitch out
Ya flow need lotion like crusty feet, I see plaque you need to brush his teeth
Now all these weaks dead, now I want to question their street cred
But Im afraid to ask, they should have their face down like Lady Gaga and ashamed to rap
Fuck all em; the opposers weak, what's ya prayin to me for? You need the Jehovah, keep
God would struck ya family overseas
I know Betts heard me, thats why ya begged mercy