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1. _ Famaldahyde
Merry fucking christmas, don't diss this lyracist on pissed
Get a fist to your esophogus
Hook you like fish, throw you in a dish
Blow you up like a cyst, drop you in the abyss
Blast you like kris (what's this?)
Another wannabe and never gonna be, you ain't n-i-n-e
That's me, original lyrical spiritual omen
The one and only incredible mc
When you drop a d on the two three i be
Smoking life like l's, raising hell
Ringing bells like principals, planning invicible syllables
Lyrical, yes i am, spit shit like a grit, foul like ham
Damn, who the man, you the man, i'm the man
With 50 grand in his motherfucking hand
Live like onyx, butter like redman, the blue bonnet
Puff chronic, with strictly platonic friends
In a benz, chickenhead hens ready to bend
Cause i got a 100,000 tens
Who packs the choice, who puffs the lye?
Who fucks it up? who makes your girlfriend cry "ahhh"
N-i-n-e, m-e to a crew, what you gonna do?
"i am truthful to the following: n-word, md
When i speak, i say only that which is true indeed."
Silly-ass niggas don't hit me (beyatch)
When i came out the pussy, i brought the whole stomach with me
N-i-n-e the live smoker
Wrap it around your neck like a diamond gold choker
Like yoda, with force of course the poison christ
Nigga violent, see the brown paper bag, he silent
I'm wild like boba fett, i'm semi-automatic
Cruise around with el diablo, crazy hispanic
Wu-tang, tang, i'me the one that slept all night with your honeybun
Pull my gun when necessary, situation hairy
I'll flip the redrum, you bloody mary
When i was born, came feet first
It ain't hard to tell, born to make the pussies hurt
Pussy make the world go round
In circles, i'm walking on niggas like herschel
How many mc's must get shot?
Nine will open you up like a new weed spot
Hip-hop runs through me like blood, your name is still mud
I'm still paid like elmer j fudd
With the mansion, yaught, new glock, the remote control boom box
The pocket that blew up like rockets
All sucker mc's i'm daring 'em
Nine will hang your clothes up while you're still wearing them
N-i-n-e i wreck shit
That's e-n-i-n just in case you're dyslexic, did you check it?
Stupid ass, you ain't fly
Half-man, half-woman, what's your name, jasmine guy?
I got mad chrome
Fuck standing next to you, niggas won't talk to you on the phone
No life so act trife, i'm hype i'm hype
I'll beat your ass like lionel richie's wife at night
I rip stages in many different cities
Don't step up, i squeeze triggers like titties
Who's naughty, who's nice? with the device
I'm so cheap with loot, i use my fucking bullet twice
I fill you with infection, there's no protection
Of the injection into your c-section
Plead nigga, plead nigga, plead nigga
Before you die, pass that weed nigga!
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2. _ Ova Confident (remix)
"who you gonna rip without that confidence?
I really believe you're weak and overconfident" (repeat 4x)
[nine]
Run for the hills, but there's no escape
>from a cd, my wax, my fat cassette tape
I'm great, like alexander, or nearly gets real
When i hold a piece of steel and tell you how i feel
All over, toes are tapping, bronx, brooklyn, island of staten
Manhattan, queens, south central, compton, watts
Miami, atlanta, i blow up mad spots
My name is nine, recognize, remember you're too tender
To get slick with the number one contender
I flow like diareahha when i'm dropping shit
Mama mia, ain't no cure for the pure lyrical gonnorhea
Overconfidence is popping
I'm like the hourglass, turn me over and i still keep dropping
That old nine flavor continues to pay the rent
After you hear me you won't be so overconfident
"who you gonna rip without that confidence?
I really believe you're weak and overconfident" (repeat 4x)
[a.r.l. da x'rsis]
Devoted come-upper
Give me time to bust a freak-out verse, brother
The back-twister, shoving macks in your sister
Catch this bullet-blister
Bulls-eye, don't give two fucks who'll die
Don't read the bible cause lies get me sick
You'd better recognize
Darc mass click took it over
Posdonous, now it's de la
When i'm broke i'm free high, 24-7 stay lye
The world seems bed to me
A murderer the x is meant to be
Yo hit up with the tounge that's lent to me
When you violate, you pay the penalties
Hard like penatentaries, bringing pain for penatentaries
Vocals stresses, bullets rip through vests
Valentine's day i stab chicks in chests
My mental molests
Darc mass blesses the world
Stomping, cause you a little overconfident
"who you gonna rip without that confidence?
I really believe you're weak and overconfident" (repeat 4x)
[nine]
You thought you was the man, bad news kid
I never heard of you, or the bullshit you claim you did
You're phoney, full of baloney, like oscay meyer
The weiner, your style is artificial like purina
Cat chow, meow, i'm on the prowl like thurston howl
And been on the island with mad cash, official cow
I got rhymes like you got bullshit
So you know my repotoire is thick with intice spits
Lyrically i'm so amazing like luther
I hit the stage and get ugly like medusa
And no place for delf, i ain't slamming
If it's with the real hip-hop, then it's props that i'm demanding, understanding
My potential, hollowtip lyrics
I'm shooting, aiming at your motherfucking mental
I'll leave you in a state of confusion, brain dead and stuck up
In other words all fucked up
"who you gonna rip without that confidence?
I really believe you're weak and overconfident" (repeat 4x)
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