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Now it's time for me to put it down
Nightowl from the Wabtown Crazies
From Beachy Park banging, so the rest ain't hanging
I'm bringing drama to the streets of Southern Cali
Now I'mma drop this track and bring to you the grand finale
Low-pro fucking gangsters, fool I never seen one
Tony you ain't nothing but a motherfucking phony
Now you're talking about them films
You make and brag about the shit you do
Royal Tiss all I gotta say is fuck you
You ain't a G, you always wanted to be like me
Did you forget you always begged the Nightowl
Would you write some lyrics for me?
I've never done tracks with fools that are whack like Royal
I got my own fans, so fuck yours, I gotta stay loyal
Cuz I gotta keep it true for all my soldiers dressed in blue
For those that haven't got a clue for scamming shit you do
Now who be the hardest fucking artist, living life the largest
It sure the fucking Q and what you claim to be the smartest
Why did you fuck around with me?
Why did you fuck around?
You ain't about shit, you wanna meet the clip?
Then step to the man with the gun in his hand
Why did you fuck around with me?
Why did you fuck around motherfucker?
Fuck Royal Tee and whatever he stands for
Fuck low-pro and the rest of the mass hoes
I'mma let the audience listen, it's too late for you to be ass kissing
You's a fucking bitch, Royal Tee, it's you I'm dissing
You wanted a fucking battle, I'll brand that ass like Gato
You stole fucking songs from Seldom Slush and Shadow
Talking bout the Mayhem Click, bitch it don't exist
You got on my fucking bad side, while you throw it up that West Side
You ain't down with the 1-3, puto you claim the Get Down Posse
So why you talking loud, talking bout you're riding proud
Now everywhere you go, you take your motherfucking ho
Cuz your own fucking artist had your wife giving them blows
That's a fact and you know that, now remember Arizona
When you raped that little girl, by promising her the world
You ain't nothing but a jester, out of town you're a molester
Had long hair like a bitch, now you're bald like Uncle Fester
Fuck you Royal, bring it, what you think you'll fucking handle?
Gangster rap's most notorious motherfucking vandal
You like to yap, you always open up your fucking mouth
You best to keep it shut or become the next I'm fucking up
Did you forget them times when you was growing up?
Dressed in red, looking like Santa, now you're shooting porno-rama
What the fuck you doing, you six foot five faggot?
You want some of this cum snare fool? You'll never get respect
You've always been a bitch since the first day that I met you
For what happened in Brawley, you was running like the trolley
You was fucking nervous, talking bout I don't deserve this
But I don't give a fuck, I'mma bring Hostyle Disturbance
Cuz I'm sick up in the game, maintain to be the dopest
I'm the motherfucking locest, Royal Tiss you're fucking hopeless
Your style's fucking pathetic, fat pig you're diabetic
If I catch that ass slipping, best to call a paramedic
Motherfucker you's a lob, probably the type that'll call the cops
You ain't never been a gangster, on the streets you get no props
Yeah keep talking motherfucker
Run them lips all over the place the way you're doing
Talking about me up in LA, in San Diego
Motherfucker you ain't able to fuck with me
You ain't nothing but a bitch
You ain't never been a gangster
So what, all of a sudden you grew some fucking nuts?
Talking all that shit, fuck you fool
You're still the same bitch I knew when
I met you the first day I fucking saw you
Remember, when I fucking put a blade to you up in Brawley?
Fuck you, you fucking Santa Claus looking bitch
You ain't nothing fool, bring the drama
Fuck you, your dad and your mama
That's right, it's Nightowl
Wabtown Crazy motherfucker for life
You faggot bitch