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2013 Year In Review

Bekay

31.12.2013

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Intro: Horror Flick Entertainment Check it, ey yo it's Bekay, the year in review 2013 Big up to Skillz, I see you Check it, I'm gonna get foul yo yo ey yo Yo Eminem's daughter won the homecoming queen (record scratch) Let me leave that one alone (hahaha) Ey yo, year in review, check it, yo yo.. I took a year off b*tches, now I'm back and it's hard as f*ck You can peep dude's joint, or you could peep the harder one Gave respect pardon dun, game like Hardon son You talk a bunch of tools, but you scared to pull a garden gun I rep Bucktown, like my dudes on Duckdown How the f*ck the whole entire government shut down? We like what the f*ck now? We got more idiots in our government then Peyton Manning got touchdowns Who lost they damn minds, Amanda Bynes She threw a bong out the window at the cops just to pass the time George Zimmerman got his ass acquitted We wanted his f*ckin head on a stick or at least his ass in prison Every year in review the same, just the names change Kids still shooting up schools like Danny Ainge at shooting ranges Boxing's always full of sh*t probably So I did the joint and became cool with Paulie Malignaggi Floyd destroyed, once again I ain't mad at ya' He mad Canelo and the Ghost look like a couple armatures I'm begging Pacman to go back to eating roids  And maybe then he'd have a half a chance of beating Floyd But really giving him one last chance for real To get rid of that scumbag Bob Arum this year The Alien earned his name that's very clever  49 with the belt and keeps getting better  "Mother f*ckers can't rhyme no more, 'bout crime no more" But I can cause I'm still slinging dimes out the store man What a way to end your career or get sent off Anderson Silva broke his whole God damn leg off Crazy how that comet went though the sun then almost hitting mars And in the last weeks UFC lost 2 biggest stars Rhonda Rousey, she kind of arouse me You can arm-bar my face, I'll eat your twat if you allow me 20th anniversaries of Tribe, Vibe Illmatic, Wu Tang, the sh*t that kept us all alive Kobe tore his Achilles, came back quick a freak of nature  Hard work, then broke his knee a week later It looked like the sh*t was aching (damn) The whole entire world stopped they life to watch the end of Breaking Bad Hurricane Sandy victims still need paper I got dudes in Far Rock and Coney who ain't seen nathan I mean my dudes in coney still ain't seeing Nathans Cause we can't afford to eat no more we keep scrapin' The hurricane ruined our f*ckin life But we manned the f*ck up New York got tough aight My hood on Flatbush Ave, government mad us mad I seen dudes getting stabbed for a tank of gas I'm loving this beat And the only way my music's like the hurricane, cause the sh*t be flooding the streets We fight though the aftermath yo, not gonna lose man Cause here son duke is the top of the food chain Don't front on New York we got the best of them bars My man Joell Ortiz bodied Kendrick Lamar  Speaking on Lamars, Khloe? he broke her back But started chilling with that one mayor of Canada, smoking crack And I ain't holding back, I'm telling the whole list Big up to the new Pope cause he's helping the homeless I got a few new chicks, spanking brand new The worlds goin' nuts lover Anchorman Two  You want to battle me, ain't the time to duel Cause I'm doing joints with JR and Katy Perry, yea I'm kinda cool Kim Kardashian, she buffs Kanye But if i was Sway, I would've snuffed Kanye Bigmouth, weirdo, hipster, Jay's mini-me A pair of spandex ain't as tight as your friggin' skinny jeans You get killed with rhymes I still dont know what the frigin fox said, but the world watched a trillion times The teen mom sex tape for me was a waste The Brooklyn knock out gang, punching people in the face Miley Cyrus tried to twerk But when your ass is flatter then my ex chicks, that sh*t don't really work Haha ok ok let me get to work but first Slut, i hope one of them big fat fake t*tties burst Psycho, b*tch, nutcase, I'm free All you good at was suckin d*ck we'll call you f*ckface, it be And Con Ed f*ucked up a lot of times, even through the dome Remember we had a blackout during the Superbowl? Yankees told Cano "NO," some shed a little tears So he signed to the worst team in the league for ten friggin' years Well there goes that, the hypes expired We lost one of the best ever yo, Mariano just retired  Listening like what the f*ck is up with rap Derrick Rose's other knee? C'mon what kinda luck is that (what kind of luck is that!?) "Mother f*ckers can't rhyme no more, 'bout crime no more" But I can cause I'm still slinging dimes out the store man San Fran won the bowl that's true talk The Red Sox won the world series but don;t say it in New York A lot of people showed they less then so average Tim Tebow, two words, no talent Katy Perry's name helped for those who never heard of me Miami Dolphins hazing dudes like they're a Fraternity Some cats got caught up in some sh*t we never heard of Aaron Hernandez got charged with f*ckin murder That's some news on a couple of players Anthony Wiener went from showing d*ick pics, to running for the mayor Smoking earwax all off the marijuana 2014, we blow up like Boston marathons man But salute to anyone who lost a loved one A mother to guns, a brother or son Obama-care is supposed to get our health right So everybody logged on but couldn't get on to the website  In heaven Paul Walker of-course I'll see ya' What the f*ck was Dennis Rodman doing up in North Korea The British had the friggin' royal baby born And next year, I'm really bout to take the whole game it's on (beat drop now) Don't get mad next year when I bang your girl Rest in peace Nelson Mandela, you changed the world! The year in review, this is the year in review
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