letra de hanging up the mic - masked reaper
face it son, u so wack and u know it….
i compare ur big chance to my d-ck cos u blow it…
mic shredders a p-ssy , u ain’t even gotta show it…..
u used to going down, and thats the way u f— in going….
buckle up f– cos my flow spells disorder….
this is your check in for the hotel of torture….
call yourself an author your writings a joke…
your souls gon shoot to the clouds like snipers on dope
i’m charged with the heat, dare this basterd to speak..
ram his own fist through his jaw, im armed to the t–th…
calm and discreet… shouldn’t bark when u speak…
the big dogs will come along and waste ur ass in the street
no job or no girl, d-mn this guys unlucky
he’s on the doll more than the bride of chucky…
just try to touch me….im ripping all ur raps….
your the only mic the crowd didn’t wanna catch….
so f— u f– , u wanna mess with a vet…
your stupid sh– hasnt even got to me yet….
f— all the questions, lets just get to the answer…
mic’s eating my nuts like testicular cancer
no playing around, im k!lling him fa real…..
my charities run out, mic makes “limited appeal”…
its showtime, leave u feeling the force…
see u in a different light , the uv on ya corpse…
shut the f— up, im bored of ur ass…
only thing shredders known for storing is trash
won’t back down…, i’m picking a fight …
come on f– i dare you to pick up a mic
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