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Styles P: The Petty Emcee Part Of Me Is Upset At J Cole For Bowing Down To Kendrick
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Let Styles P down track number 3 on The Fall Off
Artificial Intelligence
Not Allen Iverson
Let the coli down
Let nas down
Let styles down
Let nas down
Let styles down
blockburna420
Consecutive thumbs up
join the line
Styles would never
Holiday's gettin' on it (What up nikka)
fukk Beanie Sigel (You heard me)
nikka you could suck my dikk with the shyt on it ([?])
Mack put a lid on it
fukk with me, I'll kill ya whole fukkin' family
You can put your kid on it (That's right nikka)
Free you a bytch too (You a bytch nikka)
Wanna rhyme with your man? Talk greasy nikka, you gettin' hit too (fakkit!)
We can make the bullshyt stop (We don't gotta make no more songs)
fukk a song, meet in the street and we can let a full clip pop (a$$holes)
Tell your band to ride with you
It's Holiday Styles (dikkheads), you know how I do, your man could die wit'chu (He could die too)
Make New York jumpin' like when Jeter get off (Ha haaaa)
How the fukk y'all the Roc when your leader is soft? (You answer me that)
How the fukk you The Truth? (Answer me that too)
dikkhead, when it's me you wanna be like (Tell the truth) when you get in the booth (Look in the mirror)
I don't feel ya'll nikkas (I sure don't)
Hit me on the cell phone, meet me in the street and I kill y'all nikkas (I'll murder you!)
Y'all can't be serious (Ha haaa)
Y'all just rappin' it (Rappers)
I lay nikkas down point blank period ([?])
Holiday's callin' ya bytch
You gon' make me catch my fourth case hoping that none of (Nobody snitch, it's all good) y'all snitch to me
All y'all trash (bytch) and all y'all ass (Uh huh) and it
Must be the syrup that got all y'all gassed (fukkin' drug heads)
Don't you ever talk of killin' me, word to Allah (Don't ever speak of killin' me)
I squeeze the burner in your face, 'till it turn into tar, what!
You bytch nikka
Holiday's gettin' on it (What up nikka)
fukk Beanie Sigel (You heard me)
nikka you could suck my dikk with the shyt on it ([?])
Mack put a lid on it
fukk with me, I'll kill ya whole fukkin' family
You can put your kid on it (That's right nikka)
Free you a bytch too (You a bytch nikka)
Wanna rhyme with your man? Talk greasy nikka, you gettin' hit too (fakkit!)
We can make the bullshyt stop (We don't gotta make no more songs)
fukk a song, meet in the street and we can let a full clip pop (a$$holes)
Tell your band to ride with you
It's Holiday Styles (dikkheads), you know how I do, your man could die wit'chu (He could die too)
Make New York jumpin' like when Jeter get off (Ha haaaa)
How the fukk y'all the Roc when your leader is soft? (You answer me that)
How the fukk you The Truth? (Answer me that too)
dikkhead, when it's me you wanna be like (Tell the truth) when you get in the booth (Look in the mirror)
I don't feel ya'll nikkas (I sure don't)
Hit me on the cell phone, meet me in the street and I kill y'all nikkas (I'll murder you!)
Y'all can't be serious (Ha haaa)
Y'all just rappin' it (Rappers)
I lay nikkas down point blank period ([?])
Holiday's callin' ya bytch
You gon' make me catch my fourth case hoping that none of (Nobody snitch, it's all good) y'all snitch to me
All y'all trash (bytch) and all y'all ass (Uh huh) and it
Must be the syrup that got all y'all gassed (fukkin' drug heads)
Don't you ever talk of killin' me, word to Allah (Don't ever speak of killin' me)
I squeeze the burner in your face, 'till it turn into tar, what!
You bytch nikka
brooklyngohard
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Factz Ha HaLet the coli down
Let nas down
Let styles down
Drama queens.
Nobody bowed down.
Nobody bowed down.
Animal House
Superstar
The Lox were on that other type of time
Lmao y’all nikkas putting Lupe on the list is some hoe ass shyt
That dude put out two records jabbing & bopping that nikka and got crickets, K Dot ain’t want no smoke
Now this bytch nikka Cole done added fuel to the fire this bs narrative
Light skin Jermaine
