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Jugga the Bully - Body MC`s

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HOOK
I body emcees
Whether they John Gotti emcees
Or party emcees
Snotty emcees
Or naughty emcees
Gulls too: shawty emcess
There`s no comeback
You ain`t Rocky emcees
You sorry emcees

Ya`ll got me mad like Yosemite-Sam…
Rappers act hard like nipples--but they soft as mammary-glands
Man-to-man…I`ll cuss you out like bitches-you-call
Steal ya equipment in an inconspicuous-U-Haul
And you won`t do shit-you "just lookin`"--like chicks-do-in-malls…
Huggin` on my nuts like my britches-too-small
I`m dissin`-you-all-Mary Jane`s keepin`-me-sane...
I`m so nasty...radio even be bleepin`-my-name!
These emcees-is-lame…fukk what-your-crew-did
Broke ballers…askin` how much-for-too-ribs
I Puff-more-than-BIG…gettin` the munchies-serious
So no matter what I`ll always be a hungry-lyricist
Got every emcee in this country-fearin`-this
Ya whole crew `just sucks` like freak honeys-on-they-periods
I`ll put cyanide-in-ya-cup...my car`s like a hearse
Cuz so many emcees died-in-my-trunk...

HOOK

I slam rappers like white folk-in-mosh-pits
Whatever ya`ll spoke that was dope-ya-squad-bit...
All I need is one quote-to-drop-kids
Cuz they top heavy like chicks I stroke-with-large-tits
Everything you wrote`s-garbage...like Roc`s-diary
I`m like volcanos....everything I bust is hot-and-fiery
You mad cuz every kid on ya block-admires-me
And every dame say " I want JUGGA`s rock-inside-of-me"
I got society-twisted--smokin lah-to-be-twisted
Prolly in need of intense psychiatry-visits
Ya`ll do the same shit--I try-to-be-different
And I don`t even have to get high-to-be-lifted
My lyrics transcend tangible time-and-space
One bar`s worth more than ya Rolex diamond-face
You versus me? I don`t have lines-to-waste
That`s like Webster and Michael Johnson try`n-to-race
Lopsided--you can purchase my shit or not-buy-it
I`m still slick like any set of lips where my cock-glided
Known to let almost any chick who`s hot-ride-it
I start-riots...so why the fukk would I try to stop-violence?
I drop-science like I`m flunking-at-midterms
Got niggas shook like they owe something-to-Big-Worm
Bitch-learn you`ll get-burned like scratched scalps
That get-permed...so sick I season my food with-germs

HOOK

I`m beatin` niggas down...makin` their-bitch-watch-it
Make emcees disappear like Blair-Witch-Projects
Rip-optics make ya bitch throw-a-fit like she tossed-her-clothes
Got you scared like claustrophobes in a box-that`s-closed
Rockin`-shows stuff them Optimo-Sports...I`m the shit like the turd
I just made ya ass drop-in-yo-shorts
Blockin`-yo-thoughts like The Roots played-tackle
The only chance you got to be ill is win an AIDS-raffle
I Rhymed-tight Blaze-Battles Unsigned-Hype
Take emcees out in two sets of twenty like hind-sight
The only lime-light I need is for trees in natural-leaves
From the South but don`t confuse me with these Master-P`s
I smash-emcees-- rip ya tongue-out…
You must be constipated...cuz ya shit won`t ever come-out
My rhymes are like a good baby dad-I never run-out
Indie now…but I`ll get picked up like I got my thumb-out

HOOK

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