Miwano - Battle Commander
You fake-ass frauds already know. and eybody knows YOU. phonies...
cheeckit;;
Fuck an eye of a tiger; I got an eye of a sniper//
- Kurdo to the bone; got the pride of a lion…!//
I’m too nice for just writin’ in cyphers//
Been servin’ ya more dope lines than suppliers//
Dudes don’t dare to battle now, cuz they’re fuckin’ lame//
They chicken out… so I treat them the Kentucky way//
“Hungarian-down” them; pluck them ducky ducks//
You STILL droppin’ that mucky crap?! “Plucky” fuck…//
Punks are claimin’ they are kings; stayin’ on that bullshit//
And when you contradict, you’re a “hater”, cuz they can’t prove it//
They haven’t even displaced me from the throne yet,//
Claimin’ they’re hot AND cool – cuz I make ‘em cold sweat!//
Dummy… You should have kept your mouth close set,//
Give me Mary and I create masterpieces, like I’m Josef//
For real; I battle you frauds ANY day,// You’re
Tremblin’ – cuz you KNOW you will only get to the second place!...//
pa-pa-pa-paa.
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