Jul 23, 2004 20:33
ok here we go, i finally finished this song, its about my former best friend bobby, who turned his back on me when i got locked up, didnt bother to write or call my family or attempt to write me so, here we go, o and people i wrot e this to get anger off my chest so if u think i believe in ALL of this stuff, then hey don't get offended and if u do, hey its not like i held a gun to ur head and made u read it, its called Hit Em Up (Kill Bobby)
it goes to the beat of the late gr8 2Pac Shakur song Hit Em Up the best battle rap ever wrote, (even thos i hate spellin Tupac like 2Pac he liked it)
here we go
Shock - “Hit Em’ Up (Kill Bobby)” Never Gave A Fuck…
9 Mile Records
U aint my mutha fuckin friend….
That’s why I fucked your sister u stupid muther fucker (after this is said beat starts)
EASTPOINTE!!! (with the rest of u faggots)
Verse1
First off fuck your friends and the bitch u claim/ turn on me, but I fucked kim, u gay/ u claim 2 b tuff but ill beat yo ass/ u coward, steady runin to yer dad/ u fuckin punk/ see if I don’t fuck u up/ ur sister kim don’t fuck around with real g’s/ quick to slap her ugly ass when she speaks/ so fuck these/ I let ur faggot ass kno its on 4 life/ but your family might die 2nite/ bobby murdered on wax, he’ll get killed/ turn on me and get your cap spilled/
U kno see…
(Chorus)
Grab a glock when u see that boy Shock/
call your dad, u fag, suck his cock/
they locked me up but them punks didn’t finish/
now you bout ta feel the wrath of a menace/
mutha fucker I HIT EM UP! /
Verse 2
Peep how I do it, grab the steel/ make sure u feel/ when I come for u faggot, u getting killed/ this aint no freestyle battle/ bobby getting killed with his mouth open/ tryin ta come up over me u must be jokin/ smoking crack in the back of ur dads van/ getting rapped in the ass/ when u ride/ but u turned on me mutha fucka u deserve 2 die/ talking bout u gota job making money/ but its funny to me/ ur faggot ass living bummy while u fuckin with me/ and I’m a be a mutha fuckin thug MILLIONAIRE! (echoes)/ I’m on my way headin back to prison I don’t CARE (echoes) / bobby remember how I use to let u sleep on the couch? / and u begged like a bitch for me to let u in my house/ then u tried 2 mock me/ u copied my style/ now I’m bout ta set the record str8/ with my hate and rage I’m still that THUG that yo family love 2 hate/ MUTHA FUCKA I HIT EM UP
Chorus
(Talking) fuck this, cut this shit off, (music stops) fuck this I’m done, I swear I quit that’s it I’m done, just don’t say shit else to me, I don’t wanna hear it, I squashed the beef, u aint even got shit to say, jus take the facts like a man and shut the fuck up, don’t even try to beef with me, ill lyrically and physically smash u, u cant beef with a real lyricist u fuckin sissy, o yea how’d I look with my dick in your sisters mouth? I kno she still got the picture,……….to masturbate to cuz she can’t get a real fuckin man, fuckin faggot FUCK U PUNK, SUCK MY MUTHA FUCKIN DICK, oh and don’t forget, I’m beating the fuck outa u when I see u, best b prepared cuz I’m gunna c u, ill make sure of that….. (as all this being said music and voice fades)