Lyrics Deathmatch - Sinizter
Ayo,
Lil
Mexico,
pass
the
gas
I
heard
you
counterfeit
You
ain't
'bout
the
shit
You
just
stealing
styles
You
ain't
down
to
rip
The
whole
stage
down
end
up
face
down
Tryna
front
on
me
you'll
have
a
breakdown
Like
a
greyhound
I'm
always
on
the
move
Always
breaking
rules
Might
eat
yo
plate
of
food
Rappers
hella
fake
They
wearing
fake
jewels
In
the
videos
Flashing
fake
tools
Oh
you
Instagram
famous
you
the
man
now
Probably
in
yo
momma's
basement
popping
xans
now
When
the
shit
pop
off
then
it's
Man
Down
Thought
you
was
a
tough
guy-you
was
just
playing
around
Copy
what
you
watching
on
the
phone
right
Try
that
on
me
it'll
be
a
long
night
I'm
calling
fake
shit
out
yeah
it's
on
sight
If
you
rapping
after
me
bitch
get
your
own
mic
Ain't
no
stopping
me
Ain't
no
stopping
me
Yeah
Bitch
this
what
it's
gotta
be
Fake
rappers
get
the
fuck
up
off
my
property
Yeah
this
shit
is
going
down
like
monopoly
All
I
see
is
the
hypocrisy
The
way
I'm
talkin'
you
would
think
I
had
Ciroc
in
me
But
I'm
focused
like
an
eagle
just
keep
watching
me
When
it's
time
to
eat
Ima
eat
ain't
no
blocking
me
Got
a
part
in
me
Ima
part
the
sea
Like
a
part
of
me
From
the
Odyssey
None
of
these
rappers
hard
as
me
All
of
ya
wanna
target
me
All
of
y'all
logic
backwards
And
All
of
y'all
backwards
logically
My
dead
homies
proud
of
me
How
many
in
the
crowd
agree?
Let's
put
an
end
to
the
bullshit
I'm
on
some
Ghost
in
the
muthafuckin'
Shell
shit
I'm
goin'
viral
like
the
Blair
Witch
When
I
show
up
hold
up
don't
get
scared
bitch
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