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Rapsody

Album: Return of the B-Girl

Label: It's A Wonderful World Music Group

Released: December 7, 2010

[Rapsody]
You just l-lost
Fugee member, I rekindle
I resemble Richard Kimble
Guess I'm like a Fugi, nigga
Scoring and I saw with the one who entered
In with Lauryn, horri-horrifying with this iller rhyming
Memo, niggas
Niggas gotta dig a nigga
Since I got with Digga
Digga niggas really dig a nigga
Dig it dawg, hog
Going HAM on niggas
How you ficki-feeling nigga
Sicki-sick 'em
Really sicki-sick of niggas
Slick a nigga
With a tongue blade semi where a Slum stays
Village how I killage and a spear's way
Sharper (darian) barber
Part the water
And my flow, harder than the statue of actual
Mr. Carter, Mrs. Marlanna
Aiming for the vein
Never in vain
Bad to the grain, I mustn't explain
Brain think me cane, got you insane
Plain, hop off cloth
How I'm wearing these dames, off
Wow, Digga vouch
Date rape off couch
How they feel me out
Routes to the winner's house (unh)
Underestimate
Never ever those under vestigate
Hot, like those, under rest they lay
Hell, well never dry
Fail, never I (you might win)
But the sun never equal I
If you add me, til the day I die
Truth be the story, ask Digga she can testify
(Ha)
 

(You might win some, but you) Rap Diddy, Rah Digga
(Never underestimate) Carolina
(Now understand, understand) to New Jerz
(Come back to you hard) and (ha)
(You might win some, but you) Rap Diggy, Rah Digga
(Never underestimate) Carolina
(Now Understand, stand) to New Jerz
(She-, She just lah-, she just lost) Amp (ha)
 

[Rah Digga]
Rhyming from curb to curb
To rhyming in Luxembourg
Fuck around, be a rhyming Mark Zuckerburg
Been rhyming so long, shit just a blur
It ain't the dough
Think I'm rhyming just to pluck a nerve
Diggie Howser, these bitches all riled up
Wouldn't know spitting if it hit 'em with a cow nut
Staple gun a rap book to they trousers
They still gone foul up
Then poof, like powder
Can't even figure for the life, how they got by
Who gone do the hard chick shit, if not I
Hoodied-out, diva snacking on Popeye's
A all-black dirty thang, being showing off my ta-tas
These little rappers get outta line, unh-unh
I spit a verse then beat they ass with a thigh high
You (suo locos) rap, y'all mild sedeatives
How he let me slide through the crevices
Huh?
 

(You might win some, but you) But you ain't that crazy
(Never underestimate) Brick city, hold me down
(Now understand, understand) Rapsody and Rah Digga
(Come back to you hard) Har-, har-, hard as can get, get
(You might win some, but you) But you ain't that crazy
(Never underestimate) Brick city, hold me down
(Now Understand, stand) Rapsody and Rah Digga
(She-, She just lah-, she just lost) Har-, har-, hard as can get, get
 

(You might win some, but you, ju-, ju-)
(Never under estimate)
(Now understand, understand)
(Come back to you hard)
(You might win some, but you, ju-, ju-)
(Never under estimate)
 

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