Watch who you beef wid You need to watch who you beef wid You need to watch who you beef wid Watch who you beef wid You need to watch who you beef wid
Feel it falling off like clothing Taste it rolling on your tongue See the lights above you glowing Oh, and breathe them deep into your lungs It was always
I never told you, I don't know why But all those years and all those lies Cling to my body like oil and fire And they will not sleep, they will not tire
I don't need a slap in the face I'm already at the bottom of the sea Should have known this armour was heavy When the battle was declared by me But you
Time blows softly all around us, But we don't feel it now. You made much more than a hole in the sky, boy. You made us hollow on the inside. So next
(Jimmy P. Brown II, George Ochoa) Chipped beef, such a treat, one jar of dried beef Two cups of whole milk, one tablespoon of cornstarch Two tablespoons
(featuring Flashy, Infa.Red & Kartoon) [Verse 1 - Jadakiss] The hood know what it is they know who I am and they don't care what I scan but they know
We here, we ain't goin' nowhere Y'all motherfuckers don't know what beef is Ha ha ha ha ha, check out this bizarre Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G
Coup, yeah It's all good man, we off in the Oakland Hills Dodging em' one time, check it out If you got beef with C-O-P's Throw a Molotov at the P-I-
[Talib Kweli] Yo I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin' Middle Passages, I can't go back again Battlin' years of denyin' history, lies
Eh yo drew, turn my mic up Cause i want these motha fucka's to hear me I see you rap bitches talkin' real slick in the magazines. I'm the same bitch
(feat. Mobb Deep) [Biggie] We here (uh-huh) We ain't goin nowhere (uh-uhh) [Diddy] Yall motherfuckers don't know what beef is [Biggie] Ha ha ha ha
The Commission Uncle Paulie, Big Ditti Caesar Leo DeGenero (yeahhh) Charlie Baltimore, Iceberg Slim The most shadiest, Frank Baby We here (do you know
[Lil Wayne] Check Huh What? What? Let's go, nigga (Where you at, Wheezy?) You liable to catch me speedin' up the six, or beatin' up a chick or standin
Just when they thought I was done for the summer Came out the cupboard show my ass like a plumber, Ain't chinese but you worth 2 dolla, Tee get the bleach
Beef rap Could lead to gettin teeth capped Or even a wreath for mom dukes on some grief crap I suggest ya change ya diet It can lead ta high blood
(ft. Abroo) [Prinz Porno]: Chorus Beef hin, Beef her Wir brauchen kein Beef mehr Wir brauchen Benz, gib die Keys her, Kies her Beef hin, Beef her Wir
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