J-Deezy

What tha fuck iz tha act for?
U aint got no beef... so tell me what tha fuck u need a gun to clap for?
U wifed up, bitch... u dont even smack whorez
I dont got me a wifey, but i'll take urz...
U hardcore but u still get grounded
Like ur sisterz azz, ur mouth will get u pounded
He lost hiz mind... wait a minute... I found it
Saw hiz college dream of science and i clowned it
Took tha burner to hiz pink brain and i browned it
Tossed it in hiz blood so hiz thoughtz got drowned
If a nigga say i dont spit hard
Den why da fuck he gotta sneak to who im dissin and talk all diz shit for?
And diz iz just an inerlude...
Im not even halfway done and mahfuckaz wanna interview
Eye me at tha club and watch deez slugz enter u
Say u made of steel but fa real itz eazy to injure u...
Fa real dawg, u straight pitiful
And in a nice way dawg, ima let u know, i been pitied u...
Tha Old Deezyz Back spittin crack
Overlappin deez whack rapperz on diz Blood Pressure track...
im known all around and im neva on Smack
Dont do showz and still got hoez on my sack...
Dawg, itz a fact, i get hoez in tha back of tha whip
But in tha front, dey start suckin my dick
While she suckin my shit, my fingerz on her clit
Lubin up my dickz da only time i get ur bitch to spit...
I see u got ur bitch hollerin
But tha thing iz... wheneva i go to shoot... shez swallowin...
Now i got this nigga followin
Cause i shine brighter den a lightbulb filled up wit halogen...
U gotta problem... come holla den
And watch me pop ur mahfucka skull like my colla been
Tell me diz, if u got it in
Why da fuck u walkin round in white dressez like dat mess Dennis Rodman?
Eazy...

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