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letra de battle rap - dj i-dee

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[capcom “continue” sound scratched]
ten! nine! eight!
seven! six! five! four!
three! two! one!!
get ready fighters – it’s showtime!

[dj i-dee]
hi timothy, it’s your boy i-dee
part time emcee, super disc jockey
this ain’t grind time, but b-tch, it’s oz
and i’mma make you mine… just because

[traphik]
motherf-ckin i-dee, i’mma call your isaac
my flow too tight, just like how my eyes get
put this on my facebook, no i didn’t like it
and we are not friends, so hop up offa my d-ck

[dj i-dee]
the first one was written, dude what are you spittin?
you don’t even know you just spit about chains and glisten
battle rap attack, i’m six foot four, you’re short
i suggest you use gary coleman’s corpse for leg support

[traphik]
playboy hat but you get no play
how i’m f-ckin hoes, you f-ckin jose
goofy–ss f-ck, you need to be slapped
you know you can’t rap and your beats be whack

[capcom scratching]
i can’t believe my eyes
final round!

[dj i-dee]
here we go again, everyone look at traphik
constantly wishing his d-ck was big as a vlasic
pickle… dude here’s a nickel
quick, what else rhymes with nickel? sh-t

[traphik]
you got no rhythm and you always look drunk
tall as f-ck but yo’ -ss can’t dunk
i f-cked yo’ b-tch, you better call maury
and he popped a blood vessel on his d-ck – true story!

[dj i-dee]
yeah i f-cked up, dude you suck
i’m just gonna go generic and say what what!
like the n.o.r.e. song – you like a c-cker spaniel
i’mma leave you dead like pearl comma, daniel

[traphik]
i’mma k!ll your mom, and throw her in a lake
your name is i-dee cause you always be fake
yo’ -ss cain’t dress, you need to cut your hair
turntable champ, cool – no one cares!

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