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simon vs. pinki (round 2) - epic rap baddelz of histerie lyrics

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[before the intro: jesus (simon)]
you have a choice now, simon. stay in heaven, or come back to life. choose your option
(hmm… i wanna come back to life, i wanna diss pinki again!)
why’s that? (cause she never writes letters back to me!)
whatever. since you wanna come back to life, your wish is granted! (sweet!)

[intro: announcer (simon)]
epic rap baddelz of histerie
simon vs. pinki—
(shut up! i got something to say)

[simon]
dear, pinki. guess who’s a gangsta now?
sayin ‘sup from the hood, shoot my haters down!
ya never wrote back my letters, what’s up with that?
say you got bars, but your verses fall flat!
crawl back to your home, i got raw raps!
got tall stack of bills, ya don’t got that!
been stackin’ dough, attackin’ foes, but you slackin’ though
ya rap is low, i’m passin’ smoke, but you actin’ broke
pull up on the block wit’ a glock: pop pop!!!
two shots and these gangstas are dead, bodies dropped!
ya better stop and think, cause you talkin’ cheap
come over here, ya don’t scare me! boxing rings!
how ya like me now? you look like a clown!
i run this town, imma take a bow! got the fire somehow!
i see ya face in the crowd, and i diss you!
sincerely, simon. p.s., i won’t miss you!
[bridge 1: simon]
still no response? time for another letter

[simon]
dear, pinki! ya doin’ this again?
like where’s the end to this? ya just foolin ya friend
ya can’t comprehend, step back in the den
time to diss you again… where do i begin?
oh, i know! it’s time to go hit a flow
so let it go! don’t say no, imma stack the dough
hold up! i just roll up this old stuff
i’ll show up and go nuts till i blow up!
seriously, what the h*ll is this? i’m the truth you diss!
you can’t handle this! clearly i dismiss your rhymes, and class ain’t dismissed
ya wanna test me? ya don’t impress me!
i’m talkin’ heavy, balling steady, calling your enemies!
simon says step back! better count your days
i ain’t playing games, ya better change your ways
ya ain’t taking time man! i’m fighting crime, man!
i no longer your biggest fan, this is simon

[bridge 2: pinki]
you said you were a gangster now, huh?
i never told anybody this but…

[pinki]
i’m a gangsta too! what you claim ain’t true
i got way more crew, better make your move!
you just fake, it’s true, you a danger dude!
i’ll aim at you, can’t relate to you!
imma blaze right through, ain’t no place for you!
i’m the rage in the booth, you just shameful, dude
yo, shame on you! ya got lame breakthrough
i just blame your crew, and i’m breaking through
my raps are villainous, no one can diminish us
y’all just witnessed this beat that is so malicious
step back, don’t abuse this! if you never knew this
i refuse this doofus that new to this
ya better do it quick, hit or miss, too legit
i spit verbal rhymes, i take my time for this
i strike and rhyme everytime, and all night
step away, and get attacked with my rhymes!
you can’t feel me! i run the industry
k!llin’ easily, flexing endlessly, i’m stayin’ free!
this is pinki signing out don’t mess with
the absolute real g!

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