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Buddafile

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Buddafile

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Ye, ye, ye, ye, yea.

Woo, let's go!

Come my lady,

Come come my lady.

I am the mvp,

You can't trade me.

Hate me or love me i spit greatly.

Fuckin up the track,

My town is crazy.

I'll be back on the beat,

Back like the red seat

Reclined and now i'm puttin up my feet.

Heat

Is what i produce like rub and flint.

Punches gottcha seeing two like double mint.

I'm just trying to cop a dub

And split a dutch open.

Fill it with that mary jane

And start smokin'.

Rollin' that shit up and get blasted,

Smellin' so good in a bag

It's orgasmic.

Drop rhythms,

Pop pills till i'm trippin'

So high that my feet are liften off the ground like a magician.

Since i started flippin'

I just never stopped spittin'.

Now i am a brain surgeon on these pediatricians.

Stay whippin', 2 blunts down

And stay twistin'.

Keep my people closer than fingers in a mitten.

Verbal ammunition and you know i'm never missin'.

More fly than, dancer, cupid, donnor and blitzin.

I am christian,

Last name is webster.

Tear down the rap game

Insane and clever.

Buzzed off the cocaine,

Untamed as ever.

Come down harder than rain,

Spit flames for pleasure.

The x i got won't find you treasure,

It'll leave you rollin so hard

You'll leave in a stretcher.

Better than all these clowns,

Shit i'm blastin off,

I am the next, better asher roth.

With an unheard flow

I'm original,

Ct criminal,

Any opposition?

Minimal.

Get up in your face,

Not a message is subliminal.

Battle with me,

Is simply not winnable.

I am the pinical of white raps

Since i started to write tracks

Blowing up knuckles

And fight back.

I like that.

I might blast off to the moon,

Smokin piff for a night,

Capped off dogs, so light that.

Puff puff pass till you fall on your ass.

Quicker than silver

And more fast than the flash.

I'm a go kill em with my flow

While their ready to go.

So bro, you know you can't rap with me.

Your about as hard as a virgin dackquory.

Spit some shit,

Swear to god i was black, yah see.

But i'm a white boy outta the academy.

I master beats,

Who could spit it after me.

So if your looking for the best bitch

Ask for me.

I'm a youngster,

The next rap from the rug like bow wow

If he was white and on drugs.

And if his tracks didn't suck,

But they does

So i'm a be a whole lot better than he was.

I'm buzzed,

You'll now that hes bad,

Like amy winehouse before the rehab.

Poppin' 3 tabs

I'm made like (doc jeckle).

Bump up the base line

And you know i rock treble.

Number one hip hop rebel.

You know what i meant,

Illest mc of european decent.

Holla, i'm nice, i'm nice, oh, whoa whoa, let's go.

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