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Keys gets dissed by bmore chick

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Published on Jun 22, 2010

Key's Diss- i got tired and decided to lash out. IF SHE SO TIGHT GET THE BITCH TO RESPOND TO A REAL BMORE LYRICIST LADY. THIS IS BMORE CALLING YA HATIN ASS OUT.


lyrics:
First off, fuck the bitch and the click she claim
EASTSIDE, when we ride come equipped with thangs
You claim to be so hard but you frontin' for life
We bust on fake Spartan, niggas fucked 4life
Plus, keys try to say Nicki weak, hearts I rip
Keyonna and her Spartans are some mark-ass bitches

FUCK KEYS
Geez!
The bitch should be
Suckin' my non-existing dick on her knees
Trick think she hot, PLEASE!
The Bitch ain't a problem
It ain't hard to solve em'
Solve the fat bitch and the goons she be callin'
What black trucks, the bitch taken the bus. Damn sure ain't ballin'
The bitch went to the school of arts but still dumb
Still originating & associatin' from planet bum
Ugly in the face, fuckin' bitch look like a spook
You wearin' makeup, weave, semi-fly gear and you still ain't cute

Go somewhere in a corner and just sit
You really just another hatin' bitch that can kinda spit
Not even that good so you jealous of Nick
Niggas recorded you throwin' ya fits
Probably a dyke that really want to suck Minaj's titS
While your flow seems lent, like you bought it for rent
Looking like a lady who was once a gent
Far from praise-worthy this whore needs to repent
Before she gets humbled, broken and bent
Back to the gutter you slithered from you serpent
You not a Spartan, you not royal, and you not heaven-sent

Stupid bitch need to correct her mental
She started a little hype noting but a drizzle
So I'm raining on your hater parades with bullets and grenades
You and your pussy-teardrop faced goons better find a tent
Your life right now is the particle of a piece of shit
You a piece of shit

I know about you and the black-tee wearin' crew
I was born and raised in Bmore
Done seen more
Beef bitch, it's nothing new
Deep in your ass I will leave my shoe
Leave your life chopped and screwed
Anonymous, so you won't know when I see you
Bitch not contagious but making real females sick like the flu
Be afraid, with no warning, no clues
I can run up on you at night, no lights, no view
Or In the morning while you yawning, smell my fury along with the morning dew
But you already scared
Shivers from the thought of being left alone and dead
You & your homies families can be left in dread
Imma hit you up first, dude with the big ass bald head
And the rest of those 4o-year olds with dreads

Catch you on the bus, spay up you fake gangstas with lead
You obviously been mislead
So im gonna make you beg
Askin' for help while you watch your bitches fled

You want fame
In the city paper saluting like shit is a game
Soon your picture can be all over the newspaper and on TV
Along with the words 'Have you seen me?'
"Gone missing" as the caption
Found floating in The Harbor because you thought you was a captain
Everybody like, "what happen"
Fuckin' with people, A big bully trying to make a name
Well I'm a bully's bully,
not needing the props or the fame

While you making lame fucks like yourself say 'wow'
How?
When I'm neither liking nor feeling your style
You made just as much beef as you can eat
A lot but not enough so take your seat
Before you meet
The deepest and darkest parts of defeat
Gave Nicki the blues,
Now become old news
The fact is your mixtape and videos make us laugh, they so funny
Even after all those interviews and photo shots you still bummy
You didn't lower Nicki's fan base cuz she cute and you chunky
And the only thing young about your crew is their money

But hey, you probably could make-it
Be so hard to the point that you have to fake it
Cuz imma leave your soft parts exposed and naked
This girl needs a G-check and her g-card I'll take it
Her whole persona is fucked, watch me rape it
CALL ME THE KEY'S RAPIST
I can find you, so stay with those groups of old niggas
Not one of yall bitches can fight so yall stay ready to pull triggas
But they not ready,
My hands, plots and plans all come steady
What the fuck you posers really about?
With your little bit of clout
All you fugazi fags can be taken out
I wouldn't even have to hunt you like a bounty
I saw you and them bitches hop off the bus coming from the county
You so hood but taking the 35 bus route
'This can't be real" YEA BITCH FILL WITH DOUBT

Everybody like why the Queen B hanging with a peasant trick
On some dumb shit
So I gotta get you done quick and get it done quick
So ya bitchass can cease making people queasy sick
You Westport bitches with no riches,
Should be left with wounds too deep for stitches

BECAUSE A BITCH LIKE YOU COULD NEVER MAKE IT FAMOUS OVER SEAS
THAT'S WHY REAL NIGGAS LIKE ME SCREAMIN' OUT "FUCK KEYS"

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