703 - 4240 (feat. Jœ & Sean.mp3)
Alright, alright, settle downHey we got a good battle for you guys tonight
Representing downtown Vienna
Is that actually his fucking name?
Alright we got Sean.mp3
But kicking us off, ladies and gentlemen give it up for Joe
Now everybody throw your motherfucking hands up
Now everybody throw your motherfucking hands up
Look, now everybody throw your motherfucking hands up to the sky
These lyrics are venomous how imma' kill you with the rhymes
Dropped a couple platinums back to back the numbers wouldn't lie
Lets hear your last words while witnessing your demise
I'm the illest I'm a monster
Dmv King Kongsta
Heard about a battle and I came to conquer
Talked your shorty up she was a hella fine blonka
Took her home let her sit shotgun in my tonka
Never gonna' stop no matter how much the offer
Eating this bum up like he was a bowl of some pasta
Or some cereal, this guy don't got a chance he needs a miracle
Only killed one time before tonight but now I'm serial
Whipping the vehicle forty over but I'm spiritual
Hardest on the scene with the lyrical
Now everybody throw your motherfucking hands together
Boutta' drop the mic and head back to the sunnier weather
Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe
Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, Joe, yo
Sean.mp3 hopping on another track
I ain't rapped since last year but now I got to bring it back
From the left to the right you should know I've been around
And when I show up you know shits boutta' go down
I'm a killer in the booth, call me Sean Wilkes Booth
Now shut the fuck before I hit your ass like Babe Ruth
You live life on half truths, come back into reality
And realize you should never stop fucking with a guy like me
I keep getting bread while you just stay living in poverty
Can't stay ignorant so why the fuck is you still talking to me
Written by:
John Doe
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