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You gon' see a rapper get smacked Def Jam Vendetta No one better word to my abuela She’s getting sharp cheddar, mozzarella Super-powered, supervillain, super shredder Busta Rhymes and I flip mode Tall stacks like big show You want to look at me eye to eye then you best get on your tiptoes Got sick flows, and I flex wraps, come face off and I’ll bet stacks Your favorite rapper rubbing that celebrity deathmatch I’m triple A Charles in your face Undertaker with a shovel out Rashiki how my name carry weight Hardy Boyz how I doubled down The Rock before you with Dwayne Johnson Raising up with that eyebrow They’ll vote leave them unconscious Called a fight when they lie down To I now to come back herb, feel like I’m living in Space Balls They hit the ground like rainfall choke slamming, fuck out of Jake Paul Got a mask on like mankind, Webby up in his damn prime So facing off with me right now, you must be out of your damn mind Got a belt on, tell me how that look Take a Diamond Dallas Page out of my book If you want to learn the rap recipe, then I can teach 'em how to cook, look Weaponize with that raw sound When I’m aiming, I’m knock 'em all down (shit) Letras de cancionesEven if you ain’t in my sights, my kids are straight like a dog pound Going off now like, whoa You think black [?]? Hit him, I hit him I, hit him low I’m a monster with the flow (oh) Rowdy rowdy give 'em an experience without a body Right to the hospital lobby If you step to me, I'mma hold my grandma words Are wrapping spree, I'mma lay you down You gon' see a rapper get smacked Def Jam Vendetta (Detta) You ain't gon' find nobody better (Ever) Ever, ever Send 'em all out on a strecher On a stretcher celebrity deathmatch fuck around your neck snap better go get your best grabs You ain’t leaving alive in as fact Some sshit only nnigga like X lacks make it fit Give me child like a handrail I was starving can even get rid of scratch Had the bounce back lift The breast that you may catch a nigga down on Fairfax It’s all Jim Duggan bitch, I’m gonna end up pushing niggas buttons please I had a rabbit in the pieces put them in the oven turn them into stopping thinking nigga Pull up and pull up on me cause it’s s***** give his on this and dirty dozen 30 in equipment nigga Get the bus and I can drop the gun and we get asked often if you Yeah can you smell what The Rock cooking? Body mean-mugging tell him stop looking At my picture bullet that I’m not good Give me one reason I shouldn’t, it just one thing I’m not doing it We don’t back down in the background 123 I’m pulling The fuck it let’s just have a cage fighter I jump off the road It’s date night Watches body dropping and shake light And hard I can’t even save his life He lost a lot of blood like eight pints This a Def Jam van get a king in the bag leaving in a stretcher If you step to me, I'mma hold my grandma words Are wrapping spree, I'mma lay you down You gon' see a rapper get smacked Def Jam Vendetta (Detta) You ain't gon' find nobody better (Ever) Ever, ever Send 'em all out on a strecher From Letras Mania