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Dat's My Word Lyrics by DJ Honda
Dat's My Word by DJ Honda
Chillin, faster then ridalin, more poetic then dylan, the best in whole damn state, be quiet aint here to debate. Show love dont hate!
Worst at what I do best like Cobain, Get up and jump like house of pain, crazy insane in the brain like Cypress Hill, all killer no fill. Been drinkin and smokin all year, not a day of it has my dome been clear, smashing all fools slappin all the queers, got no luck for seven years cuz the other day I crashed through ya mirror. your lack of skill makes my sad (tear), wait hold a second while I drink up my beer, now I gettin faded but there aint no fear, as long as my rhymins still true and my flow is sincere. caught in my light ya eyes wide open like a dear, I'm burnin it up and your skin is startin to sear, ya see im behind the music like VH1, I bomb atomically like wu tang in the sun, Like 2pac i live and die by the gun, except it's not me getting shot, its me shootin you for fun, Oh sh*t nelly looks like Im number one, Im a barbarian like atilla the hun, rippin ya up cannibalistic, first of all i will start with ya drum stick, i got a piece of you in my teeth, i need a tooth pic, coming at your ass with a karate kick, like bruce lee one inch punch knockin you back 3 or 4 feet, val kilmer cant even stand this heat, i will go off like a whistling pete, girlies be on my sh*t like im a piece of meat, no need for a standing ovation take a seat
Chillin, faster then ridalin, more poetic then dylan, the best in whole damn state, be quiet aint here to debate. Number one thats my fate.
back for the first time like luda, i'll slash ya up like freddy kruga', its like nightmare on elm streets, except with more rhymes more verse and more sickly PHat beats, make b**ches scream like janet jackson, number one faction, time for some action like mista meth, quick and painful like anthrax death, half baked and confused like ya heads been contused, im the ointment for ya needs to be soothed, loud new punk like the used, im a blend of seattle grunge hip hop infused, gettin drunk gettin high gettin all f**ked up, gettin my dick sucked slingin and doin what i can ta make a buck, if you make it farther then me you know its just luck. you a chicken cant go big chop ya head (cluck, cluck, CLUCK!) swimmin and movin through ya lyrical muck, dodgin bullet dodgin bombs incoming bullet, DUCK!
Chillin, faster then ridalin, more poetic then dylan, the best in whole damn state, be quiet aint here to debate.
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