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letra de sub - judge (band)

bout to make this meek mill dis track
n-gga me and you rap battlin is a motherf-ckin mismatch
that why your bottom lip need a f-ckin tic tac
bout to beat you three times in a row call that tic tac toe
take your ho
you already f-ckin know
that my flow need i say any more
-beat drops-
why are you speaking your just a f-ckin copy cat
if you want a problem just let me take out f-ckin the gat
if you are a p-ssy do i need to call you a cat?
straight fact, 4x
pockets on super fat
n-gga you should already know that
just getting started
that’s why when you rap you sound like your brain just farted
when i rap it sound the hardest hottest ever artist
even when you in the cut making beats
you sound like a sponsor for autism speaks

(announcer) please rise

i don’t why these haters try to see to my demise
but i see through there disguise

(announcer cuts in)the king is now in the building

bars is so sick that i start f-ckin k!lling
still i’m the king havin these peasant n-ggas calling me sire
i get what i desire
like a flame thrower i spit nothing but fire
………………….
(announcer) the judge decides that you are sentence for your whole fate
you shall die one this date
1/9/2014
-hitting of gavel-

- judge band

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