emcee 1:(he was jus freestylin,not dissin any1)
Rappin ain't no pain, rappin ain't jus a game,
yeah, i love ta rap, its my road to fame...
no matter what u do, no matter who u r,
rappin got no rules, jus b wat u r...
you, gotta shine... you gotta rhyme,
do watever it takes do beat d time...
now stoppin readin this song, go write ur own rap,
rap wat u like and put ya self on d map...
emcee 2:
we dont care maps n stats
we dont worry doughs in lakhs
we do diss, diss bad phat raps
we aint lookin for fame in fact
we r hea to diss all like u
we rap dont stop we spit rite thru
even if we r sick or down wid flu
we have our own homies our own crew
who flew in the day next i was sued
by a bunch of laggards who cant rap
just flap their wings n prove they're fag
dissin is not ur job, at max
u can wipe the dust until i be back...
wateva i just got this uncanny nack
to diss any1 n hit right back
dont care u ver hea 4 jus a gag..
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