Yo the God
U God told me to post this up in here....This is his flow....
Wanna battle me,
your death certificate will read tragically,
I don't battle crumbs,
Thats a waste of the air from my lungs,
I brush you off like the dirt on my shoulder,
I am the general, you ain't even a solider,
Thats like a pawn facing a king,
checkmate, too late, hope you catch aids like queen,
So go back your crummy studio,
make wack beats, wack ryhmes, fix your little panties bro,
why you was out cross dressing,
I was hitting the lab dropping lessons,
Just like Carly Simon said,
"You think this song is about you, don't know you"
So play like Jimmy Hendrix, choke on your own vomit and wake up dead!
Ugodzilla never folds..this is for anyone who hates...play like a streetwalker and get F**ked.
WE ARE DISCUSSING THE END OF THE WORLD-OR HOW TO DELAY IT.