Detrick II
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Detrick II
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Detrick II

Bad acting, look at the ***** who be actin bad
actin like a rapper with bad verses, just sad
wont dare shed a tear when I tear you to pieces
while you resting, talkin bout ya rap speeches
thinking life sweet but you not eating the peaches
you only gettin the cream from his candy machine
halloween and im trickin out every ***** chillin in my team
cuz we ballin down here, yet you sittin in the bleachers
Im the coach in the game, what shots you callin
depressing defeat,taking headshots; bodies fallin

must i recap how i pop it off and leave teeth cracked?
like that reference to the dentist, put ya money where ya teeth at
i'm where the G's at. outkasts, like 3 stacks, set-trippin; *****, re-pack
ain't no sending me back. you outta time; word to sleestaks
lost world; the way ya felt when i took and you lost ya girl
often hurlin up on the mic leavin remains of her skirt, jaw and pearls
i'm talkin squirrel; that ***** nuts. but still the illest. give it up
pull the fully tucked. shots sound like a dually truck off little bucks
"pop pop" shots send you wit God so you can live it up
you're better off givin up on a stingy killa who dont give a ******** class="clear">

Nothing to recap , you never let off a shot
Jokers poppin toys guns, like thats all you got
Screw loose in the head, his mentality false
Said this ***** nuts; nah that ***** suck balls
b***h gotta testicle flow, hate to break it to you
sorry I had to just be real, let you know; you not a gun busta
u just sitting home cyberin on Gaia, oh s**t I musta
put ya s**t on blast; blew ya life up like a rocket
so must not mean s**t to me, like its in my back pocket
but you sittin on my step tryin come at my neck
at the Slaughterhouse door talkin disrespect
when you come back in the next life you can reflect
on how you gambled with ya life and you lost the bet


i love how lesser losers think they run the house like the super
bout to lace the game, so boot up; bet i got more balls than ya troopers
just enjoyin the fruits of my labor; eatin blood oranges <******** forces; if you still rockin checks you need to forfeit
i make deals hands free. no sign language, but you still dont understand me
cause my flows so over the top its hard to be under-standing
you dont get the bigger picture. rip a script until it twist up
then kick some wicked s**t that could make wench out of ya sista
i musta missed ha. the fever blistered tongue kisser
one wiff of her upperlip ******** me up while rollin up my swisher
still gotta be blunt. in other words, ya whole family stink, c**t
betcha pops be throwin fits. if thats ya sis, it sucks to be son

oh s**t I forgot I had to come back to ******** all the beef, Im still puttin on the condiments
stake out ya crib with my shottie called the Stakeout
Blow out ya leg, walk in ya s**t, take the cake out
I called ya b***h told that girl I wanna make out
Ugly Betty?! Wtf you two made out?!
Ewww ***** why the ******** you talkin hard
when ya flow is ******** trash like you eatin out the garbage
soft as wet paper, you gets no paper
washed up rappers like you need the towel
You stand on the sideline muggin like a hater
cuz I rose from the bottom to be taller than Sears Tower