Fuck Jobba Booba

Its Just How Shit Is... You fuck around, Your gon get ur head stuck in the fuckin ground, Then I'll make sure that none Of Ur "homeBoys" make a sound.



Dude ur wack, I'm new on block, and i can beat ur head in with a rock
. So don't start with ur shit..
or im gon leave some body parts in a little kit... on ur doorstep. Cuz im Ready... are you set? cuz I'M Bout to blow, you fuckin hoe.
So Don't make me Rhyme Like this no more
Or You Gon be Pretty dam sore
and ill keep givin so much more.

I'm Thinkin about combinein these rhymes to actully get into the Times
And put up some sings fpr these producers of mine....
and then maybe even start to have dinners with some fine ass wine.

Cuz The stuff u spit aint nothin but shit
Your best to leave it and Quit
Jooba Booba,
Rappin little girls like a bitch. Your a fuckin decres, To the Human Race
Anyone of my crew would Beat You With a Mace.
I'm settin The pase, In This rap race.
So you better Write Your Wrongs, Instead of Hittin The Bong and writtin Those wack ass songs.


You Got a Biggins Against You
So Fucker You can win, No matter what you do.
Straight thug in my blood,
so Dont try and compare With Your Mic And You shitty ass stare.
Ur rappin so fucked, I can leave you floatin like a dead duck, cuz you suck,
You cant even run You fat like a truck.

Your The only kind that should be put in a cell
and get You head rung out like a bell
Get out this game, cuz you sound all the same



Dont Even deserve The name as a rapper...