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From “Happy Fuck You Songs”
Written by: Tonedeff, Substantial, Session & PackFM
Produced by: Tonedeff
©2002 QN5 Music (ASCAP)

I dont waste time kickin rhymes about cheddar/
All i gotta say is fuck you i rhyme better/
I aint got no gators and i cant afford a leather
All i gotta say is fuck you i rhyme better/
I bet u think those little raps u kickin is clever/
All i gotta say is fuck you i rhyme better/
While you’re pushin a lex, we roll in escorts and jettas/
All i gotta say is fuck you i rhyme better

The flows you all say shows you are gay /
I put holes in ya body, and play flute when I blow you away /
you know you are played, dude still think he king /
but ya chic wrapped around my finger like pinky rings /
doin kinky things, turnin her inside out /
I doubt you cant last long enough to try out /
thats how im layin chics, ya lady’ll get it /
cause ya rhymes are like radio edits, you aint sayin shit!
you playin wit a dude, rhymin hot, thumpin on you fools /
only time I flop, is jumpin in a pool wit my arms open /
trom smokin, the hash blaza /
you dudes be all on my sax like Jazz players /
but fuck you, I rhyme better, best design sweaters /
and ya dime? get her as soon as I met her /
Session align letters to cause damages /
turn were you from into city of angels like Los Angeles.


Tone turns caked nig|gas to professional pie catchers/
High Action, I’m apt to put in more legwork than a thigh master
I finally figured how you could die faster/
I’d number your days, but rather letter them instead, and then alphabetize backwards/
Flabbergasted at how I send these rhymes past ya/
You’re the MVP of the National Fuck-up League, and everyone in your squad’s a linebacker/
I’m trapped behind a padded fence, I’m that intense/
When all I see is skilless rappers fucking models with no fashion sense/
Braggarts get caught out there with popped fly’s/
Say you getting pussy… then your cat’s ass whistles when it walks by/
You’re looking to spot an embarrassing weakness?/
Well, you inherited sweetness, yo, they called your cross-dressing father a tootsie-pop/
^ Son, I’m, son-ing you, son, and what not/
Hot as the sun’s son, son – avoiding all baby mama drama with Son block/
You stood at the bus stop with your Barbie lunchbox/
And now, you invented the remix? Well, I invented the cumshot.


Yeah yeah, I got cheddar, But I aint gotta rap about it/
I just knock a nigga out with, Rhymes thats shockin like an open outlet/
Fuck who got the doper outfit, Snatch you out of your surroundings/
We could battle for a thousand, What the fuck you know about this?
Rhyme better, gooder, bestest greatest, With the newest, freshest latest/
Who can you impess with gators? Timbs are used for stomping craters/
In the chest of haters, Lexus, Benz and Escalad-ers/
Got you thinkin you’re a player, Like the Giants, Jets and Raiders/
You’re a spectator! I got nothing left to say to cats/
Who’re gassed about the latest fashion trends,
They’ll be the first to lose and last to win/
And if you didnt know, the name is PackFM/
Dont cross the line, if you expect to shine/
You cant come close to mine.

I came here to whip ass and chew bubble gum /
And I’m all out of bubblicious so yall in trouble snitches /
For yall a bunch of stitches til yall get dumped in ditches /
Now there’s no tomorrow cock smoker sanunara /
So hot make hell flames feel lukewarm /
Burning alive the silly bastard that put you on /
That’s like asking a virgin to do porn /
You should be shot, stabbed, pissed and boo-booed on /
Yo I write hooks better than your last 3 songs /
Rhymes ghetto ass fat you got a baggy thong /
Loud mouths I shut’em up wanna ride buckle up /
Bitch smack your shit raps back to West Bubble Fuck /
I’d write you an ill verse and you’d still fuck it up /
Sun I’ve heard asthmatics with more breath control /
Could care less if you’re plat or if your record’s gold /
In a battle better pray God protect your soul /
‘Cause when I bust your shit best believe it’s undeniable /
This rap’s impact will leave a tank undriveable /
Substantial aka the widowmaker /
Lady middle breaker faithfully you haters better take a knee /
If your crew was in the house there soon will be a vacancy /
Sent your men packing in hiding like Bin Laden /
You been lacking fuck yall we been doper /
You were born ass you came out the womb bent over!



from Happy F​*​ck You Songs, released November 26, 2002
Produced By: Tonedeff for QN5 Music (ASCAP)


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