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Sha-T
e.niphty..dis niggaz actin shifty..
imma diss hiss ass jadakiss dissed fitty//
I earn victory even befo um in a battle..
um waitin to strike venom lyk a desert snake rattle//
Shadow overcastz you, nikkah, I surpass you..
Lyk a piece of glass..imma mothafuckin smash u..//
U cant shoot..even wen u see me ridin ya mommys curves..
i’m frm sinister ride u sister…lyk a pro surfer on surfz…//
U’s a wanna be nikkah, in a rapper masquerade
Iraq is goin down..bt u goin down on a faster rate//
Imma suck up ya cerebral fluid…thru a lumbar puncture
U gonna go handle ya daddies cock in fear nikkah aren’t ya…//
I’m lyk Lucifer..gettin u lyk bubonic plague
I’m so infectionz…antiseptics dun retaliate..//
Nikkah u gt taken apart lyk a fuckin orange peel
U da Minuscule version of me…minus da skill//
E.Niphty
So Octa chicked out and send one of his comrade to clean up his slate
fo' him. Let's dance, Sha-T. Words w/ asterisk(*) has explaination
below the the lyrics.
Spit fire chronically at you, feel the heat n' ya let go of yar liquid; I call this process *wet burn*
get your worthless ass set to learn some new shit concernin' rap from this veteran
You jerk off, ya din't cross your adolescence, so dont be pretentious with yar petty aggressions
when confessin: you din't repress yourself, when ya tasted yar mom's lower *flesh wounds*
Fellatio endin up in facials and sex with myriads of women was passions you felt was wrong
but sodomy from ya same gender is like a provender for you, like you are the new Elton John
but you're like a transvestite,I got proof, to hide your breasts and the lump between your thighs
you wear your pants-vests-tight; this makes you sudorific, cuz I know I fucking guessed right (4th bar)
State o' shock, cockhead, cuz your *pop* came to you sayin' "Son, sit down and talk straight
try to be moderate but I'm sure son you're not aware of it that you were born with no prostate"
hey the next day you at a restaurant enjoyin buffet not with yar fuckin hands but with chop-sticks
you lost it, but no you eatin like that cuz you hands toxic from last night's strokin your pop's-dick
You gonna run the gauntlet like you never wanted, make you *shiver your timbers* like I was haunted
I'm as complicated as *Canibus*, you just like a missionary gettin *stoned* by a cannibal who's *raw fed*
*Past tense o' shit*, My hip hop skills are numerous, but I'ma end this battle by writin' a little humerous line
Make you sign the right side of my anus, and send the pic to DR, and tag it "Sha-T's posthumous* sign ." (8th bar)
**wetburn- wordplay or a paradox
**flesh
wounds- women have an operation where they close their genital to
prevent conception or pregnancy/ just can be the vagina
**pop- father
**Canibus- the rapper
**rawfed- eats raw food
**stoned- stoned to death
**shiver your timbers- to give goosebumps
**Past tense o' shit- Sha-T can be looked at as shat(which looks like past tense of shit)
*posthumous- somethin published after death
e.niphty..dis niggaz actin shifty..
imma diss hiss ass jadakiss dissed fitty//
I earn victory even befo um in a battle..
um waitin to strike venom lyk a desert snake rattle//
Shadow overcastz you, nikkah, I surpass you..
Lyk a piece of glass..imma mothafuckin smash u..//
U cant shoot..even wen u see me ridin ya mommys curves..
i’m frm sinister ride u sister…lyk a pro surfer on surfz…//
U’s a wanna be nikkah, in a rapper masquerade
Iraq is goin down..bt u goin down on a faster rate//
Imma suck up ya cerebral fluid…thru a lumbar puncture
U gonna go handle ya daddies cock in fear nikkah aren’t ya…//
I’m lyk Lucifer..gettin u lyk bubonic plague
I’m so infectionz…antiseptics dun retaliate..//
Nikkah u gt taken apart lyk a fuckin orange peel
U da Minuscule version of me…minus da skill//
E.Niphty
So Octa chicked out and send one of his comrade to clean up his slate
fo' him. Let's dance, Sha-T. Words w/ asterisk(*) has explaination
below the the lyrics.
Spit fire chronically at you, feel the heat n' ya let go of yar liquid; I call this process *wet burn*
get your worthless ass set to learn some new shit concernin' rap from this veteran
You jerk off, ya din't cross your adolescence, so dont be pretentious with yar petty aggressions
when confessin: you din't repress yourself, when ya tasted yar mom's lower *flesh wounds*
Fellatio endin up in facials and sex with myriads of women was passions you felt was wrong
but sodomy from ya same gender is like a provender for you, like you are the new Elton John
but you're like a transvestite,I got proof, to hide your breasts and the lump between your thighs
you wear your pants-vests-tight; this makes you sudorific, cuz I know I fucking guessed right (4th bar)
State o' shock, cockhead, cuz your *pop* came to you sayin' "Son, sit down and talk straight
try to be moderate but I'm sure son you're not aware of it that you were born with no prostate"
hey the next day you at a restaurant enjoyin buffet not with yar fuckin hands but with chop-sticks
you lost it, but no you eatin like that cuz you hands toxic from last night's strokin your pop's-dick
You gonna run the gauntlet like you never wanted, make you *shiver your timbers* like I was haunted
I'm as complicated as *Canibus*, you just like a missionary gettin *stoned* by a cannibal who's *raw fed*
*Past tense o' shit*, My hip hop skills are numerous, but I'ma end this battle by writin' a little humerous line
Make you sign the right side of my anus, and send the pic to DR, and tag it "Sha-T's posthumous* sign ." (8th bar)
**wetburn- wordplay or a paradox
**flesh
wounds- women have an operation where they close their genital to
prevent conception or pregnancy/ just can be the vagina
**pop- father
**Canibus- the rapper
**rawfed- eats raw food
**stoned- stoned to death
**shiver your timbers- to give goosebumps
**Past tense o' shit- Sha-T can be looked at as shat(which looks like past tense of shit)
*posthumous- somethin published after death
Last edited by DJ R@F on Tue Jul 22, 2008 9:25 am; edited 1 time in total
hahahahaha.
