Intro:
I'd like to tell you something funny. Well, fuck it...
Verse 1:
Somebody once told me: "Homie, sorry, but you have to know
I checked your every single, every album, every song
But there is a problem, it's the reason of your every fall
You byte the other rappers, 'cause you copy every flow
Listen, I'm really tired of these, lol, really, stop that shit, bro!
'Cause I'm feeling like my friend is a Xerox, Yo' it's too low."
I was kinda shocked and I answered him like: "Man, oh
I have never tried to be like someone else in Hip-Hop
I'm a Stan, alright, agree, but I don't think, that I might be
A ninety-nine percent my only idol's twin. It's a lie! you see
If I decide to copy other MCs you would rather sneer. Oh god
Check it out, I'm gonna try to byte 2Pac!"
Bitch, it's da West Side, that's right
Try not to die, as I take you through da ghetto gangsta lullaby
Don't cry, just ask why. So get your ass fried
'Cause I’m gonna bite you assholes till I die!
Chorus:
So those mumble rappers cocksuckers don't even have a soul. (Whoo!)
But they often say I have no future in Hip-Hop, (Yo')
I can solve your problem. So you "Better Call Dicon". (Oh!)
Think you're better, faggot. Try to fuck with my flow!
Try to fuck with my flow! Try to fuck with my flow!
Try to fuck with my flow! Try to fuck with my flow!
Try to fuck with my flow! Try to fuck with my flow!
Think you're better, lil' faggot. Try to fuck with my flow!
Here I go, you hide
Gonna stab you with a knife, from behind
Verse 2:
Well I started byting rappers just to show you I'm different
'Cause you can compare my flow and every other flow you hear here
Anyway, you can be really mad that I won't even stop
I'll continue copying others, 'cause I still don't give a fuck like… (scratch)
(Slim Shady), Brain dead, I'm not ready
To go steady with you, baby. You are hell of a scary. (Yeah!)
I'm on rec. as headless and bad as I'm on crack
Break your neck with a hammer (Crr), so call it a maniac attack. (Hah!)
Hang you like a heavy bag, That's awesome like your mom's bosom
I've got a question about her: “How much does she cost, man?” (A dollar-an-hour)
Say your rap is ya' game, so call me Jack Thompson
Because I'm 'bout to crash and shoot it. Like a jack and thompson
It's too easy to byte 'em, even with a lack of knowledge
What about a new school, maybe Savage?
Well I got one, two, three, four, five. I forgot what's next
Don't think I'm dumb, don't even try to think, just let's flex
Chorus:
So those mumble rappers cocksuckers don't even have a soul. (Whoo!)
But they often say I have no future in Hip-Hop, (Yo')
I can solve your problem. So you "Better Call Dicon". (Oh!)
Think you're better, faggot. Try to fuck with my flow!
Try to fuck with my flow! Try to fuck with my flow!
Try to fuck with my flow! Try to fuck with my flow!
Try to fuck with my flow! Try to fuck with my flow!
Think you're better, lil' faggot. Try to fuck with my flow!
Here I go, you hide
Gonna stab you with a knife, from behind
Verse 3:
It's too easy to byte MCs
I just show you the differences
That's the reason, why I do this
So check my own flow, it kills all the beats. (Well)
Wait a minute, take a time and get a little breath so...
Hating me is stupid. Can you not to be an asshole?
Not a fact, that you are better, boy, in the rap. yo'
Grab yo' mind, try to gimme an impression
Fashion songs suck, under the pressure
And I hate 'em, fuck your recommendations like
Whoopy-di-Scoop-di, Mr.Kanye, FU2!
Chorus:
So those mumble rappers cocksuckers don't even have a soul. (Whoo!)
But they often say I have no future in Hip-Hop, (Yo')
I can solve your problem. So you "Better Call Dicon". (Oh!)
Think you're better, faggot. Try to fuck with my flow!
Try to fuck with my flow! Try to fuck with my flow!
Try to fuck with my flow! Try to fuck with my flow!
Try to fuck with my flow! Try to fuck with my flow!
Think you're better, lil' faggot. Try to fuck with my flow!
Here I go, you hide
Gonna stab you with a knife, from behind
You're dead
