GZA - Paper Plates(50 cent Diss) video free download

New 50 cent Diss! by GZA of The Wu-Tang Clan!

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http://www.seriousurls.com/link/fb89d630/19604

http://thatrapblog.com/2008/07/gza-paper-plates50-cent-diss/

Lyrics:

"You ever see someone who roll with Mayweather, rhyme like Ricky Hatton

Smash whatever you throw, 1000 is what I'm battin'

Got a few hooks but no jabs

Took 'em out your corndog books and notepads

I get it, you Got Rich robbin' those in the industry

Bite off this one, steal from your enemy

Never try to play the hottest one out your camp

He might step off and take half the juice from your amp

Enough to make you Vogue on the cover of GQ

Only missin' the sheer blouse. Homie, you see-through

Stop sippin' on that Formula 50

They want heat, I'll give it to them burnt and crispy

Rhymes too short to box with God, so stretch it

Especially these overrated rap steppin fetchers

I told you if I rain, there'll be an eternal drizzle

Woodwork strips being chipped to charred chisel

One verse shatter your spine and crush your spirit

No matter what, you still Window Shop for lyrics

If you's a pimp, put chicks on a stroll

And if those your soldiers, give 'em bigger guns to hold

Who Shot Ya? You don't have enough on your roster

Move like a Fed, talk like a mobster

That Yayo slangin, please abort it

Too many cuts on it, cokeheads they won't snort it

Spray the Flea-Unit with pesticides

You can get your best ghostwriters, get them all to testify

Have you ever been stung by a thousand hornets?

Five hundred killa bees, buzzin' and really on it

Whipped with CUBAN LINX, cut with LIQUID SWORDS

Choked by IRONMAN 'til we crush your vocal cords.

You ain't nothin' but a pig in a blanket

Hoghead, the deadliest food at the banquet.

All this rap crap that's trapped in your colon

Only means, get rid of the wack sh-- ya holdin'

Sweet-tooth dudes stay out the Candyshop

You ain't gotta handcuff 'em to see the panties drop

A few cats is lookin' for a rat with cheese

Got somethin' to pitch? They all swing a bat with ease

Get your ankles rolled while doin' your two-step

Leave a Thank-You note for the crutches the Wu left

Proactive rap, you know they put drug in the cream

You hallucinate, see Kanye in your dream

And yo, I don't smoke dust; I dust off Smokey and the Bandits

With the brush stroke off the canvas

I walk on your Gators and lizards,

Raise the lynx that was killed for your minx, you be rockin' them Blizzards

Wanna be caught 'til you walk the D-Block

To get a transfer, I'll spread your wings like Peacocks

I was an emcee while you was in Nutville

On a world tour, you was gettin' your guts feeled

Ten years ya sayin' but I flow like I'm twenty-one

Straight out Medina with a mass of many sons

Super nova give off gamma-ray bursts

And I'll finish this, only 'cause I let off first

WASSUP"