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[Intro - Copywrite] Yo, The year 2000 and 1 The shit talkers, Jakki Da Mota Mouth Copywrite78 Ya know, fuck everything else It doesn't matter [Verse 1 - Copywrite] Yo, I'm raw spitting, speak heat to leave your corpse sizzlin' Y'all wanna brawl mission, that's more for the mortician Y'all made a poor decision trying to war with em With 45, outta 44 or 4 bitten, wanna spar still Left you with a 20 scar grill That ain't a verse, You written a 20 bar will And I know ya'll can't excel Though ya'll prance and yell Plan to sell But you ain't got a snowball chance in hell Finish your verse Before I diminish your turf Broke the 10 commandments my first 5 minutes on earth Futuristic, since my parents's sperm and egg met I got physics quoting shit that I ain't even said yet Hell is not far, the firespitter Inspire quitters When I drop bars like a retired stripper Y'all ain't fit quoting shit that I said This ain't shit, you gon' hear my dopest shit when I'm dead Got 7 albums locked with a key and they will not be released Until I start rotting in peace Till that day I'll keep droppin' mc's You don't like it, you can suck my cock and the 2 rocks underneath When I guest appear labels pay me to hold back So I won't outshine their artists on their own tracks Dug in my hip and the day y'all ain't feelin nothin I spit I'mma drop the mic, like "Fuck it I quit" [Hook - Copywrite] You wanna bite, repeat it and repent, I'm Copywrite Not conceded, I'm convinced I got listeners checkin' You'll, rewind the first verse three times, before you get to the second The Mota Mouth on the track with me God might as well set fire to Earth and rain gasoline This ain't no Rap/R and B song It's Theme Music to sock the 1st mc stupid to breathe wrong [Verse 2 - Jakki Da Mota Mouth] Suppose you gain courage, enough to step to me while busting You'll be dealin' with two mc's, me and multiple concussion Here's how I deal with muthafuckaz and they crazy style Put a Glock to they head, are you crazy now? You want mathematic thinkers come to Jakki My circumference 3. 14 emcee's I eat like pie Go head take the mic so I could take your health Don't give this man a hand for makin' a fool out himself He grabbed the steel, spit a few verses about his crew's clout Lasted for about 2 minutes then his ass got booted out I'm sick of rhymers rappin' like they raw breeders Acting hard but when I enter scenes they beating soft peter You have no freakin' skill, I'll take your soul and dip You don't think I'm real, touch me if you fake, you don't exist I'm Mota Mouth, I smash flows Come to one of my drunken shows Tell me if you met a bigger asshole! Approach the stage wit heart Bring your punk fan(s) Fuck around, grab the mic, and get tripled team by one man Who wanna battle, please come and get your ass kicked You all sound like a tad bit of bad shit You retarted and you frontin like you pimp shit You ain't hard and you ain't nuttin' like a limp dick You choose to test this nigga, my word's merciless You move puttin' your best shit up against my worst verses [Hook - Copywrite] [Outro - Copywrite] Muthafuckaz, Copywrite mc's, Seven-Eight Try to run your mouth
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