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Song: Fruqqalash
Album: ---
Comments:
- Music instrumental/beat produced by Weebo using MAGIX Music Maker"
- Lyrics written by Weebo
- Recording performed by Weebo
- In response to a song written by Fruqqa and Backlash titled "Weehoe"
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Lyrics for Fruqqalash
Verse 1
I was born a cold mornin’ sent to ARC to cause mournin’
Every little punk I beat starts scornin’
The revenge starts flowin’ and I start warnin’
Fuck with me and you’ll go exlporin’
The bottom of the ocean all by your lonesome
No fish would dare swim by your corpse son
This song just begun and already one life’s gone
How many more will go ‘fore the nights done
Chorus:
Im so friendly, why be my enemy
You make shit up in your lyrics, I stick to verity
You wanna be a casualty, keep up the stupidity
Im powered to the e two times my skill is infinity
Verse 2
Lets begin with the one I own
Mr. FruQQa who’s he, unknown
Lil boy newb showin’ his first rap poem
Pickin’ on Weebo guess what meet tombstone
I dare you, whip me some more criticism
I’ll tear you to R.I.P, death bed prism
That’s your coffin bitch, eternal prison
Forget your mistake and respect my wisdom
Every verse I put forth is a surge of force
For all the curtains I’ve shut, no remorse
Every hearse I fill is a fulfilled urge
No victims just FruQQa’s death occurred
Your lyrics are worthless compared to mine
Your mind is your weakness when you rhyme
The clock is your enemy, you’re out of time
I know its me you envy, I own each line
Your attempt to rap failed, your crap is empty
You got no flow and I got plenty
You cant rhyme a line more than 2 at a time
You got not wit, you writing’s a crime
Maybe it’s just a habit but I happened to notice
Only your last word rhymes maybe you didn’t know this?
Your whole sentence is pointless no thought or care,
Zero creativeness your rhymes are where?
What’s this you dissin’ I rhyme 300 times a sentence
That’s called skill learn from it apprentice (Chorus)
Verse 3
Now BackLash made me quirk my right eyelash
Back stabin’ me like a VD rash
FruQQa aint’ no reason to make our friendship splash
We could easily end him with just one car crash
No worries, no catch, no brakes to his hatchback
We get off free and he lies in a ditch cracked
It’s the perfect whack, no need for playback
We sit back hands clean and he’s attacked
Maybe you don’t really wanna go that path
Its ok, instead you could just feel my wrath
But don’t you ever dare diss my rap
I’m a mother fucking genius psychopath
Don’t target me newbie MC your skill I don’t see
Wouldn’t wanna be you, wanna be me
Wee both know Weebo’s captured the flow
Your sunk yo, ship ruptured sink slow hoe
What’s the matter lazy 288 words all you got?
I write over 500 a song and that’s not a lot
You don’t even gotta cum and I spit you out
No need for me to shout sayonara go pout
You write less then don’t even MC that’s gayness
I do it all lockless I be unique like the lock ness
I produced my own beat for this song by the way
Feel my heat your incomplete I melt you anyway (Chorus)
Verse 4
I’m an untouchable target unless you feelin’ lucky
Check my CV your ownt believe me
Go back to your crib with your yellow rubber ducky
I strike like thunder kid you’re nothing but a newbie
And BL keep riding FruQQa’s tonka truck
I feel so bad for you guys, yo here’s a buck
I don’t got a problem with your site, ideas nice
Don’t mention me again I wont say this twice
I got you burnt inside out like hot spice
You’ll never weaken my flare with melt ice
I’m telling you now wannabees pipe down
Show some respect I hold the numero uno crown
I don’t got a problem helpin’ others aroun’
So why enemy me you silly ‘lil clown
Sorry to all my fans if I sounded gothic this song
But I had to teach these comedians right from wrong (Chorus)
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