"Concentrate - WolF v. OJ" genre: Rap
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	Lyrics I’ma spit some “info”-on-this catt informin you all-that// spits aint make “fifty-sense” wit “style” “dragged-on” onto rap// How hard-is-that? The rhythm-even-considers this OJ wack// Full-blown-and-back, OJ told-me and-showed-me “hey I flow-sap”// Wit ya overrated “full-globe-hatin” marinatin its beefin aint’-it// im’a say-it straight out loud, don’t ask to collab, and leave-tha-town// in-this- tourney-round homie pound-for-pound// you outweigh me though, dogg now its sound-for-sound/ when the ground-is-mound// when “marshmallow” stepping-down// yo-I-beat-him-outta-town// but he couldn’t ever even “articulate” tha word clown// when-I’m-around, bringin-a-“count”// OJ-bitin like “vampire”-mounts// Wit-a-discount, wha, cheap rhymez do-not-amount// U best-dismount, winnin only because massoc made a miscount// Havoc-on-his-“a”-count, “adam” wishes he could knock someone-out witout tha makeup// Already beat you once, now why u tryna shake-up// Fake-up made-up messiahs couldn’t save-ya// Hit em wit a punchline// Smack him in tha face// “F1” in “online” forums, cuz I lyrically “e”-race// hook: OJ, it aint-tha-same when you spittin-a-strain// OJ, drives me insane when you so lyrically-plain OJ, couldn’t flow on-time, wit a clock on his “face”// OJ, you a joke, already, you last-place// OJ, it aint-tha-same when you ruin NPA// OJ, drives me insane when you so lyrically-plain OJ, couldn’t flow on-time, wit a clock on his “face”// OJ, enter twice, already, you got “re-placed”// leave you wit “holes” in the “desert”// cuz this catt a “jelly” donut// like magnetz i “effected’-his-“sound” and now he-on-it// spit-ebonics how-ironic you flow, like hookt-on-fonix// and-I’m-sonic, add a y to the maker ya title’z-dawnin// oj couldn’t figure out tha mics, until I taught-him// and fly-by-him, not wit a broken-arm would cattz have signed-him// when you rhymin its simple, you-ain’t real like tv dimples// couldn’t obtain the “art of war”, in ancient asian temples// bits n kibbles “dogg”, when you “bitin” on ya rhymes// reycle for 2six, fool-he may have lost but you be mine// timez-be-“ripe”” pickin” oj and then “squeezing”// wolf blender leavin ya crushed, and no “pulp” be seen-and// Murdered like “caesar” you an “orange “Julius”// You’ll spit it and delete-her, and lose as numerous// And school this doofus-is losing a-newbie excusing bruisins// Improving? You gon down since august when u wuz joining// Flip-coining, I threw a sumo, while lining his coffin, mourning// *angry * Notice NPA aint active, they ashamed-of-you// Last time they got clowned was when they framed-wit-you// And I would save-it-too, if you were black-n-blue// Npa began to die when they collab’d-wit-you// I’m getting sad-for-you, you couldn’t go-“rabid” if you spit-a-“tooth”// And if you hit-a-booth, you’d prolly break-it-too// I helped ya, acted nice man I done faked that too// If he calls me a “hoe” man ima “rake” tha fool/// OJ go all out, like stores wit no tools// Wha…

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