Kung Fu Vampire and Bukshot - Don't Get Beat Up

Bruh I see skid marks on yo panties, now that it's settled, we ain’t finna be sentimental
you ain’t on the level, you a meddling kid, I am El Jefe, they call me the general
You simpin' and snitchin, the year of the rat, you expendable, no cap
You the last candle, that I burn, you slow like a indica edible, handlin ya earn
And scattering ashes on maggots, I stay frackin on nerds and for the infraction
I promise you it won’t be gentle, now you combative I see you in a rental, it’s a doozy
Incriminating yourself into seclusion, leavin yo body woozy, even bengaahzi ouzin
Sneak dissin. no pimpin, you a weak mission and you stay bitchin
Rappers beefing over music
They feuding over nothing
Any second bout to lose it
Then nothing turns to something
Don’t get beat up, don’t get beat up
Don’t get beat up, don’t get beat up
Watch yo mouth
Cuz you been faulty
I know you’re salty
Watch your mouth
You best not cross me, cross me
I don’t know what you been told, but watch yo mouth cause you been faulty
Been spitting cold, now watch these rappers choke like Joffrey
Walk with a big stick softly, swing that thang watch em back up off me
M-O-B, one man army, Solid Snake, Konami
Let’s get that paper, turn that spot up, Al Qaeda
Whether it’s now or later, crush yo vibe, Lord Vader
We come to hurt yo feelings, two dragons, enter villains
Senseless drilling through yo ego, like some gangland killings
Rappers beefing over music
They feuding over nothing
Any second bout to lose it
Then nothing turns to something
Don’t get beat up, don’t get beat up
Don’t get beat up, don’t get beat up
Watch yo mouth
Cuz you been faulty
I know you’re salty
Watch your mouth
You best not cross me, cross me
Time to ride, we gon’ flip, talking outta place gonna bust yo shit
Haters try, but they don’t get, one yard, one foot, nope not one inch
This shit’s ridiculous, watch Buk Norris split yo wig
What’s that hit em with a Buk Slap so hard they think they got pistol whipped
VAMP. I only fux wit these baddies, You try to call on our bluff
And when we show up n you back peddle gladly, now that your twitter fingers ain’t so tough
I don’t mind what the next man is doin, infuriated never was it my plan to ruin
Intimidated by me, so you know you had illusion, you pussies stay aggressive, now that’s it’s a bad conclusion ahh
Rappers beefing over music
They feuding over nothing
Any second bout to lose it
Then nothing turns to something
Don’t get beat up, don’t get beat up
Don’t get beat up, don’t get beat up
Watch yo mouth
Cuz you been faulty
I know you’re salty
Watch your mouth
You best not cross me, cross me

Written by:
Kung Fu Vampire, Tim Kalbfleisch

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