It's time...

Well everyone knows me as Mr. 32 Bars or Tha Lyrical Boxer,
I'm looking for an actual rapper name, any ideas hit me up at,
http://www.youtube.com/xclusiverapmusik
or
http://www.youtube.com/xcluziverapmusic

Mr. 32 Bars - Your Hero, SuperMan [ 20 Bars ]

Let me be your superman/
Call me a Hero/
And you can be my surpergurl/
Ill make you float like the world/
Call me SuperMan/
I'd never do nothing to hurt you/
I keep it real and never let it roo/
Call me a Hero/
Ill sing like Nas and ill be your Hero/
Ill take those hatas and take them below Ground Zero/
Call me SuperMan/
I'm so fast you aint even in my lane/
Dont know my name they only know my chain/
Call me a Hero/
Aint a snitch but its Tell-A-Gang Season/
Tell em to fuck off cuz i'm Eaton/
Call me SuperMan/
Ill save you no matter day or night/
I'm so bright call me your Shining Armour Knight/
Call me a Hero/
Got more guts then earth's intestines/
Spit so much you cant even count the lines/
Call me SuperMan/
Roll a tank smoke a bank/
Past tense i cant even thank/
Call me a Hero/
I'm eating like Pac-Man/
Dont eat generic i eat my own bran/
Call me Superman/
Fly like paper and get high like a plane/
Call me a bakery cuz i get bread but call it brain/
Call me a Hero/
Never lay off cuz evil take no break/
Got pain burns blisters breaks and aches/
Call me Superman/
Either one way or the other love me or hate me/
One way or the other other blast me or fuck me/
Call me a Hero/
Either way i'll still be your SuperMan/
Mr. 32 Bars A.K.A. Mr. SuperMan...

Mr. 32 Bars - Suck My Pistol

Suck my pistol/
She opened up her mouth and I blow her brains out/
She wanna shout/
But my pistol to big it'll block it out/
She like Oh My God/
She kept screamin but my name aint Its So Hard/
Like a policeman i'm going in/
Imma stick it in like a goal and win/
My dick so big it's the truth/
And once she done she gon' spit out some truth/
9 months later i aint the baby daddy/
So i sit back chill and listen to some Glady/
Knight/
After night/
Well here comes another girl to start it over/
Feelin' lucky like a 4-leaf Clover/

Nas - Hero [ Mr32BarsRmx ]

Call me your hero Mr. Thirty-Two,
Superhuman Tongue,
AK's & Glocks on his back,
IllFuck-er, She lady dick-sucker,
Holla at'ah, I'm lyrical chiropractor,
Workin like Judo class,
Spit it out at ya,
And of course bitch im a boss since back then,
Rockin B-Boy, Treala, Velour in 190 Black Benz,
Now they shut it down when i'm stoppin,
Used to be change robbin, face covered with stockin,
I'm Him.

Mr. 32 Bars - BANG, BANG, BANG!

Shootin at a mufucker til my hand fall off/
Trackstars i shouldve ran yall off/
Screamin Bang Bang Bang/
Trigger heavy call it heavy metal/
I rap i dont sang/
I rep dont need a gang/
Cuz i aint it i'm the thang/
BANG BANG BANG/
Blow out your brain/
Pick it up and spend some brain/
Louder then a shotgun/
Killingspree just for fun/
BANG BANG BANG/
Cover my loudness with a silencer/
But i'm not the type of a violencer/
Shotgun Handgun Sniper Rifle/
Itll be over soon no need to trifle/
BANG BANG BANG/

This Girl [ Mr32BarzRmx ]

She got them long legs, that is aight,
Get between em, that would be tight,
She got that pretty face, nice eyes,
She lookin at me with those big browns,
We in the bedroom, and the lights dimmed,
She got that phat ass, call her ass Kim Kardashian,
It smells like boo-tay, yeah fuck a blind date,
I luv shawty shape, make luv gr8,
She bout to get the rain 7654321,
And i wont stop until she cum,
And i wont stop until im done,,
Ooh oh her best night,
Imma wake up in the morning like
Who the hell is this girl?

Mr. 32 Bars - 100 Bars Of Deaf [ Mr32Bars 100 Bar freestyle ]

Trealin'/
Fo Realin'/
100 Bars in the makin'/
N*ggaz wont do it becuz they cant write/
Im lyrically insane or call me lyrically tight/
Fuck a Hater, cuz its a de-later/
Call me a hater but damnit i got a reason/
Aint no reason for such treason/
Aint I so damn real/
I put on with great zeal/
I'm as gangsta as Kon-Yeezy/
With the windy life so breezy/
Goin through life so easy/
Goin down the streets blastin Weezy/
Call me Godfather the don/
Been in jail call me a Kon/
Victed for life/
Lost my family and my wife/
But call it what you want/
Im so real never put up a front/
Im with the earth like a tree/
Cut me down check my rings and see/
Every night imma try to pray/
May the lord take my soul when i lay/
Down forever/
Itll come never but never say never/
Cockiness can hurt or help/
When in need they scream for help/
Out there minds they think they it/
But bitch you aint shit/
Sawed-Off Shotty/
Ridin thru the hood bout to pop somebotty/
Imma truly make a million/
Rockin that shit like a Louie V Chamillion/
I could count a hundred thousand trillion/
And i got Swagga On A Billion/
Nota gang bang/
Just wont cuz it aint my thang/
Just as long as I got lyrics and hands/
I wont need to do wrong with those hands/
Music part of my life cuz it keeps me alive/
Its like blood that pumps so it wont cut even with a knive/
Marijuana is ablade and im under the knife/
Hope my family be praying for my life/
The sun is my shade/
Becuz im so bright shine like a light/
Tryna get brain/
But like life so tuff it drive me insane/
Born in IA live in the ATL/
But where im from its just like hell/
Imma let my creativity ooze/
Doesnt help when i drink ma booze/
Money come fast like a lam-bo/
Go even faster cuz a dum-ho/
Shot in the leg now walk with a limp/
But call it what you want im a pimp/
Damn she fine/
Make Her Mine/
But she got a man near portline/
Why I always keep a 9 on my waistline/
Still flyer then a plane on a 59/
Me & ya gurl be doin the 69/
10 bags of dro/
Creepin on the DLow/
Make it disappear like David Blane/
Gonna kick it like karate with Lui Kang/
Rapping more song then Lil Wayne/
Singing more songs then T-Pain/
Im a combo of both rap and sang/
So you can call me T-Wayne/
Haromize like Bone Thugs N Harmony/
Imma get my clean on like OCD/
Shaq' E O Nee can dunk/
Lil Jon get crunk/
Like faculty imma need some funk/
Hypnotiq im drunk/
Kanye west welcome to heartbreak/
Writing these lyrics aint no piecea cake/
Listen to Heavy Rap underground/
Becuz no matter who it be they always got the sound/
And music like water itll make you drownd/
Listen to Heavy Rap Mainstream/
Call me Mr. OD or Hakem/
Cuz all yall know im the American Dream/
I smoke like a mother always got a leaf/
Someone dies smoke a leaf to end the grief/
Christmas time fuck a leaf smoke a wrief/
Underwater no fire fuck it smoke a reef/
Go to Vegas see those flashin lights/
Drunk drive see those flashin lights/
Cop car under those god damn lights/
Friday night/
I hit the bong then hit the club sky high/
Don't drink and drive, nigga we smoke and fly/
I fly on in like the pilot of this flight, tonight/
The city lights/
I can't see straight 'cause I got weed eyesight/
I can't go home, high as I am, I'm fried/
No where else to go, so I guess I'll sleep outside, tonight/
Damn im so high my middle finger touch the sky/
Always so damn high they say I frequent fly/
I miss real niggaz like Eazy-E/
Mr. PimpC/
Ice-T/
Snoop Dee Oh Double Gee/
I feel like dying/
Feel like crying/
Sighing/
Sicka bitchs trying/
Thats my block block/
Keep a hand on my glock glock/
Thats my city city/
Lookin shitty shitty/
Eastside Westside/
Northside Southside/
Bad Boys Death Row/
Shit shot and hit low blow/
Imma call shots be a Umpire/
Run this shit Darth Vader Empire/
Busta singing Arab Money/
Mahilila Hila now aint that funny/
Smokin on that sticky dank/
Take my cash but count it twice on the way to the bank/
Becuz something fishy as a shark and it stank/
Been to L.A., Miami, Brooklyn, Bankhead/
2 Ways of life prison or dead/
Im so fresh im like the soap dove/
Still so yung im in super yung love/
She pretty as a dime/
But she cheap as a rhyme/
Make it big like 808's & hearts/
Fuck a fake cops like Paul Blart/
Swag make the girls go POW POW POW/
Ill make shawty get low and BOW/
POW POW POW/
Oh damn she good like WOW/
Life might aswell call it a drag/
1/2 a mile and put my underground in a bag/
Call me hitman ill leave you for dead/
Truely been said/
Imma lay ya 6 feet under ya bed/
Let the color of blood bled/
Red/
I bleed colors of the world black, blue, brown, orange, white/
Sounds awesome but its not that tight/
Pain of life hurts with a bright light/
But thats life so all i can say is its alright/
I stack big faces/
I stack all faces/
B-Money got more hits then baseball cages/
I like brazillian girls/
I like all races/
I like doll faces/
They got small wases/
Snatch my chain then my clique gon get all cases/
These are diamond grills not at all braces/
You can catch me in a shot/
Outta all places/
100K up in the mall lets ball baby/
Best believe imma ball till i fall baby/
Haters hating on me but its all gravy/
3 6 got my hair wavy/
Spent lotta time in the air lately/
Imma hustler similar in casket/
Dirty south solider similar a Master P/
I couldnt imagine me on a faster beat/
Walk through my streets need an AK/
Tell me that it aint Okay/
Drive-Bys like holy fuck/
Hear a shot either get hit or duck/
Cloak, Loak, Spider Locc, Naw spider Joke/
I do what i want and never provoke/
Nigga youz a lame/
Call me the son of The Game/
G-Unit naw G-UnOT/
I need a tissue cuz they my snot/
Here comes part one, part two, part three/
Where the fuck my money this aint free/
The fuck you gon' do kill me in my sleep/
Hell you use a silenter so nobody hear a peep/
Ill kill you on the streets, kill you face to face/
Ill take my time this aint no race/
Ill rip off my silencer just for fun/
Ill end your life DONE/
Fifty wrote 50 Bars of Pain/
Listening to it was blane/
Now what you gonna do/
Bring it on Fist fight you/
Imma keep it on a fine line/
Like a marker once you mess with me it wont be fine/
Imma shake you up just a little bit/
Imma bust you up just a little bit/
Spitting more then a gingivitis hillbilly/
Call me lyrically stupid or lyrically silly/
More gold then ass/
Shinin bright but its only brass/
Remember i thought i stacked a milli/
But you stupid i stacked a billi/
Well 100 bars of deaf/
I did it all now im outta breaf/

Mr. 32 Bars - Day 'N' Night [ Mr32BarsRmx ]

Friday night,
I hit the bong then hit the club sky high,
Don't drink and drive, nigga we smoke and fly,
I fly on in like the pilot of this flight, tonight.
The city lights,
I can't see straight 'cause I got weed eyesight,
I can't go home, high as I am, I'm fried.
No where else to go, so I guess I'll sleep outside, tonight.

Mr. 32 Bars - Puff Puff ( Drug Test ) [ Life Of A Marijuana-Addicted Jock ]

Pants saggin'/
Hoppin' out the wagon/
Blowin' smoke like mufuckin' a dragon/
Got swag call me a human bitch magnet/
Believe imma snag it/
I'm fine like dine wine/
I'm gonna dissappear like night come sunshine/
I bag girls just for fun/
Keep it real i'm brighter then the fuckin' sun/
Nu Jerzey Devil Rap Slash Rock/
Remember me as the brotha that put on for his block/
Got my scars call me Scarface/
I dont rap fast or slow just at my own pace/
This aint a race 'less you consider life one/
Then it'll end before the starting pistol blows DONE/
Write lyrics they think its an essay/
It aint its just what imma say/
Smoke so much feel like imma die/
Dont drink and drive, brotha we smoke and fly/
Smokin' on Kush and a lil bitta Cogniac/
Got that blue, green, purple, white, & little black/
Cigar in my mouth, chill & lean back/
Give it to ya, give it to ya call it a Heart Attack/
Imma be the rapper that be rappin' this/
Chillax be back I gotta piss/ ( Drug Test )

The Game Ft. Mr. 32 Bars - L.A.X. Files [ Mr32BarsRmx ] (ALLVERSES)

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Ron Browz - Pop Champagne [ Mr32BarsRmx ]

We need more Vod till em hurry up,
Tell them no stoppin or pulla trigger,
Gimme 32 bars and ya know imma spit it out,
Know its me when you see the clown in ya bubble,
Spit it out faster sound like imma be speaking double,
On my Trick,
On my Dick,
Everythin she sucked it up,
Drinkin bottles dont need a clique,
I aint be a bitchass snitch like Officer Rick...Y!

Hot Stylz Ft. Yung Joc - Lookin' Boy [ Mr32BarsRmx ]

Pussy lookin boy, You blow lookin boy,
Gay dick on your lips lookin boy,
You broke lookin boy, i hope you pay me, Shoot lookin boy,
T-Pain fake ass dreads lookin boy,
Queer booty shorts wearin lookin boy,
You slow lookin boy, M.I.A. paper planes lookin boy,
Chewin on dickies then wear it lookin boy,
Rub it with Hanes thong lookin boy,
Getchya IIIICKKYY! Lil wayne shot in ya neck lookin boy,
Little erection Viagra lookin boy,
You in house L Cool J lookin boy,
Getcha Ho Mama! Ho Mama! 2 cent pennysaver lookin boy

[Hook: x4]
Point Em' Out
Get Em'

Jamie Foxx - Blame It [ Mr32BarsRmx ]

She tell me what she want ( want want ), But she know she hot air and imma cold front,Cause girly know im drunk, so she give me a Pimp Cup to get crunk,I aint sayin what i finna do, she already know im finna rippin her insides like a se-eh-ex, girl her i cum now,
She know she kinkin, go sip a drinkin,Here for weekend, thinkin, wonder were we be if I press fastfoward,Just another shot if you drown call me Mr. CPR,Fill my drop down, Mr. Down Drown Drown,I never cared wow, I was aware of how fine but how drunk she was before i passed out in, passed out in,
Blame it on Hypnatiq, gotcha feelin ecstatic,Blame it on the dro, gotcha gettin low,Blame it on the ah-ah-ah-alcohol, blame it on the ah-ah-ah-alcohol,Blame it on the Tikal, Blame it on the Xellenie,Blame it on me, Best needa Genie,Blame it on the ah-ah-ah-alcohol, blame it on the ah-ah ah-ah ah-al-co-hol

Swagga Like Us [ Mr. 32 Bars Rmx ]

Swagga likeChaMilli,
Swagga rockin like A Milli,
My own style a swag,
So fresh like brown paper bag,
Always got that white flag,
So fast it ends like a drag,
I'm the pope, y'all just the citizens,
Prayers that we have to answer,
Like a hunter, i got answers like fur,
My lyrics is a gunshot, that mean forever,
So you want me to tell you huh?
My swagger a iron dagger,
Every time i step on the stage, i obliterate ya,
Why you ask me for, why you need to know?
Cause i got a hole on my hand were my pencil be na na na...
My mom is an asshole so that makes me the shit!
Na na na na na...
Im so fly imma plane, M.O.E. me over everythang...

No on the corner have swagger like us,
Swagger like us, Swagger swagger like us.
No on the corner have swagger like us,
Swagger like us, Swagger swagger like us.
No on the corner have swagger like us,
Swagger like us, Swagger swagger like us.
No on the corner have swagger like us,
Swagger like us, Swagger swagger like us

Mr. 32 Bars - 32 Bars Of Death [ This Nicca Str8 FiREE! ]

I run this shit like Slim Thugga,
I'm so deep that she dug me and i dugher,
I put on for my city like Yeezy Jeezy,
But i go down the streets blasting Weezy,
I fuk like a pornstar when i ask for a rubs,
But under my toyota lay 22 dub's,
I've never been a gangbanger,
But I always got my jacket so consider me a coat hanger,
I consider company your sista and ya mama,
I'm the prez of the rap game like Barack Obama,
Imma bust ya up give ya head trauma,
Ive put up with ya shit im done with ya drama,
Rap Idol be Cory Gunz,
Machine guns cant spit as fast as he spit punz,
Fastest spitta is The Tongue Twista Twist,
Lyrics so fast he can spit 300 words as you slit ya wrist,
Got that cool yet so hot ass,
Think im rich but cant afford brass,
I share my lyrics with the world tryna make myself rich,
I keep makin paper cuz im a copy machine bitch,
Fuk with me and ill leave with more then a hundred stitch,
And FUCK YOU 50 you aint nuttin but a snitch,
I'm a pain like an itch ya cant scratch,
And im clingy like a latch,
Im easily rippin' defensivly grippin'
My pistol ya n*ggaz be trowlin and wantin
Im poppin' and lockin' and neva jocked no game,
N*ggaz rockin it be insane,
Soon to be dead with the murder on earth,
Comin to get ya, white walls on the rims ive been comin since birth,
Those cavemen be gettin mad,
MothaFuck a Geico ad
I'm harder then a rock,
As i put on for my block,
Neva been nowhere besides da 3o5,
I aint soccer play and dive,
I'm so crazy when i hit the beats wit rhymes,
I'm kinda like a felon but had no crimes,
Sellin mothafuckas like sprite lemon-lime,
She's so hot she looks like a dime,
Higher then the mountain top,
Neva heard a beat without a drop,
Piss me off so bad make me wanna hit a cop,
I hit now im screwed now i aint gonna stop,
They charging with assault,
He put me to a halt,
With his pistol in his hand,
I got my hands and a rubberband,
He took a shot hit me twice,
Ran from seen dropped my ice,
I just bought a death sentence or life,
Now i lost a family and a wife,
Runnin down the street,
Blistas on my feet,
He coming to put me away,
But if im gone life will be grey,
He thinks im trippin,
Will if im gonna go i might as well be sippin,
So got out the Vod,
And Prayed to god,
That i wouldnt get jailed,
I want to ship myself and get mailed,
Well he got out his gun took one shot,
Now i'm done.

The Game Ft. Ludacris - Ya Heard [ Mr. 32 Bars Rmx ]

You see that Toyota with the 22 dubs,
Im the realest n*gga under the sun, I feel like im on fire,
Fire wit an auto, so try me im houdini,
I'm in my lamborghini, And she feedin me lenguini,
Fitted cap too small, so it keep droppin,
That N*gga? He aint shit that i be gloccin,
And that top of the line drive, its my adrenalane,
And i be driving through the streets like my racing lane,
My chain brighter then the sun,
I be showin off like the gold fun,
In Cali, i be in compton, up and down violent street,
Blastin through tha day, Death soon gonna be under my (feet)
Kobe Vs LeBrons, Ross 'gainst fiddy,
Mariah Carey on my dick, as i stick between her tiddys,
Yeah, gettin my brain, aint got nothin on mr 32 b'z,
The way i wirte, i been makin more then 32 fuckin g'z,
Yeah im released outta pen, you should know that its me,
Turn on the radio its O.G.

T.I. Ft. Kanye West, Jay-Z, Lil Wayne & MIA - Swagga Like Us ( Audioswapped Copyright Infringment ) [ Faculty - A Lil' Sum ]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WIew0gq67PM&feature=channel_page

Mr. 32 Bars - The KING Anthem [ T.I. - What Up, Whats Happenin' Verse 1 Freestyle ]

I Say i'm real,For real mane,Still the man from Japan to the blue flame,Still hustlin money and be like SB and Turn My Swag On,I'll bet that what they say to get her on they dick, now thats jus fuckin lame,I guess they be bustin though, damn bruh thats a shame,Disgrace us G we gon' change ya last name,Now we gon' have to call ya busted brain,I write my lyrics as I write this song i always got the KING on...Ya brain fade away, as long as i hear the KING imma put on...Tell me what im gon do now, You fuck wit the king you gon get a busted brow,I aint fuck with no men...You still blowin on the dick stem...I smack her ass ...her ass shinin brighter then brass,I'mma stand and deliver I never back down!I'm a lyricist but different I aint black or brown.

This Is How I Spit [ The Game - This Is How We Do Freestyle ]

It was hard coming up in the game, with hope of blowing up and getting that fame, stacking paper, f*ckin b*itches and carrying that flame, check the flow, im hardcore, bust through your front door, carryin the four four, shove it down your throat, better yet, let me take you to the hudson and see if your body floats, My blood flows with misery and hate, dont give a fuk about your history or fate, better shut your mouth b4 its too late, or else ima have to deal wit u and serve life as an inmate

Me, Myself & I

Well I got this new blog, so now its time for you to check another two very important things,
my youtube: XclusiveRapMuzic - http://www.youtube.com/xclusiverapmuzic
my myspace: iDJ Haze - http://www.myspace.com/thahaze09
So there are Me as this, Myself as XclusiveRapMuzic, & I as iDJ Haze.

The Knockout Punch [ My Official Ross Diss ]

Ricky call himself a boss,It a insult to call someone ross,Looks like you inflated with gas,Im super like stained glass,Ya a cop and im speedin so i need a get outta jail free pass,If 50 a monkey then your a monkeys ass,Lloyd said you need a AK and a genie,A pound a wheaties,G-Unit gon blast you if 50 the shooter,Ya got titties bigger then ya girls you could work at hooters,When G-Unit end your carrer,My lyrics gonna bust ya like a driving with a beer,50 got ya girl and ya carrer in his hands,He gonna grab ya neck and squeeze ya skinny glands,50 rockin his G-Unit brand,Ya so fat you need a XXXXXL wristband,And im like snoop the man with a gun in his hand,Like an earthquake and ill make ya get out ya seat and stand,Say you got an album 'Deeper Then Rap',Bitch you as deep as a kiddie pool fulla crap,I'm like jesus i just been reborn,Ross be jackin to animal porn,Lloyd said you faker then a 4 dolla bill,You cant be a rapper without skill,Ross you aint got none,So ross youve been dissed by unit and me now im done,Dissin ross damn that fun.

Iraq Tribute

I have come far from home, to a place bitter and unknown, days are hot, nights are cold, my grip is tight on the weapon that i hold, im singing, i hate this life i live, my life is the gift i give it to you, so i rep for Red, White, And blue.

KanYe West - Heartless Beating [ Chris Brown & Rihanna Parody ]

Damn she been so, hot as a summer flame when it burns, yo/But she silent like when Chris beat Rihoh/Or Loud as the pain it hurts, oh/After the things you've put me through/After all those meetings ive been to/Hey yo, I know ive been beating you so/Hey yo, I've been quiet but now heres my fist hoe/And now you wanna put it behind ya but hell no/I got herpes and it burns like a mo-fo/You got a new friend, well i got herpes/But in the end it still so painful.

KiD CuDi - Day 'N' Night [ Verse 1 & 2 Remix ] ( No Chorus )

People been diggin this shit rite here, Ive gotten great responces from this mainly verse 1
Day And Night:Day N Nite/I write my lyricz tryin not to stress my mind, mind/I keep it real but see i dont get brain/What I need is for my shit to sell, sell/Now Look at me/Lyricz to memory keeps ramming me, me/I try to spit but im not that fast/I think im shining but im only brass, brass/
Drank petron/The lonley lyricist, mr. so slow bro/Him and his pencil cant stop the lyrical shake/Through his eyes he sees the lyrics that he wrote, wrote/My lyricz deep/Silent spittin you wont hear a beat, beat/The girl he want, wants him too/It seems what he seen wasnt close to true, true/

Eminem - Crack A Bottle [ Verse 1 Remix Pt. 2 ]

Crack a bottle/My music like vodka it'll make ya body waddle/I cant be no Eminemabee/Matterafact my lyricz aint as hard as he/but I keep ya mouth open while I spit O.G/My lyricz are staying fly like Three 6/I count my bars go up like 4, 5, 6/I'm like a drunk I just won the lotto/I'll make ya CrackABotto (bottle)/I've spit my lines been 5 bars/Spent mosta life in cop cars/Now here is end 6 bar style. B-Money.

Eminem - Crack A Bottle [ Verse 1 Remix ]

[Verse1]So crack a bottle, watch her body twitch/Dont act like a dumb bitch/You just hit the jackpot/Bitchs hoppin in my 'tang/Got one ridin my lap and not one of them got doves/Now wheres the rubbers? Whose got the rubbers/I noticed theres so many of them/and theres only one of me/Ladies love me and her pussy aint collectin dust/Its on til the break of morn/and we started this party with a bloody thorn/

Diss Life [ 32 Bar Freestyle ]

100 bars livin like stars/Be like game drivin fancy cars/My life be rough/Never been tough/Til those silly niggaz came out the buff/But they think they've done everything and seen stuff/Let me be blunt/Like a baseball bat/Imma do baseball and bunt/Your head/leave you for dead/Truely been said/Imma lay you 6 feet under ya bed/Let the blood color bleed/Red/This is gonna be longer then Officer ricky's funeral/End you like the show My name is Earl/And they call me the copy machine becuz i keep paper/and its so gangsta the way tha funds stack up/I spend it get low and always come back up/I'd be like young jeezy/but i'd end up like lil weezy/A swag jocker/Imma shove you like a freshman in your locker/I'd say the word nigger/But i aint a stock block stiger/My lyricz are hard/I aint 50 (age) but i can still call you a card/I dont rock nothing but DC/And the rap game aint shit without PimpC/and i'm like snoop Dee Oh Double G/And i could be like Ice-T/Straight up O.G./Or i could call you mike jones and be a cuddy buddy/But i aint no dudes buddy nuddy/Or i could call ya Soulja Boy/But he's just Jbars boy toy/Or i could call you Twista/But i want you to diss back not tongue split ya/My president is black/Hes even half white/so y'all hating niggaz can go bitch n fight/whine all night/But my president is black simple and so tight/I'm like a mad lib/but my lyricz are disgustin so go get a bib/You aint real/So fake that you gotta steal/My lines/While im rich eating at fine dines/I'm like charles hamilton im gonna release another dope track/So far from perfect but im so dope and im back/I got bling/So damn rich like fantastic 4 im the thing/Life is my race and i feel like im last/Think im shining but im only brass/They call me The Dream cuz i get brain/But i swear ive never made her rock her thang/Im a lyrical boxer/I can spit a punchline and knock her/Up/Close to the end of hardcore rhymes/63 lines/32 bars of krazy lazy rhymes now 64 lines/End.