Lyrics
Alan Christian Pysnack
St. Petersburg, Florida
July 3rd, 1989 (18 years old)
1 - Big Pun: Capital Punishment
2 - Eminem: Marshall Mathers
3 - Jay Z: Reasonable Doubt
4 - Little Brother: The Minstrel Show
5 - Kanye West: The College Dropout
(In No Order)
Eminem, Jay Z, Royce Da 5'9, Biggie, AZ
(In Order)
Royce Da 5'9, Joe Budden, Phonte, Elzhi, & Lupe Fiasco
PurleeDef grew up in St. Pete, Florida. He was born without ears and underwent 30 surgeries between the ages of 5 and 15 and was given the ability to hear. In 7th grade he started freestyling in class and eventually started writing and rapping on a daily basis. With hopes of one day blowing up and making a difference in the rap game that has become infested with finger snaps and hand claps, PurleeDef is a fresh of breath air (c) to the genre. If you want a true biography then all you have to do is listen to the music. Every life experience is a song.
Im too impatient, n thru with waitin //
give a fuck who Im facin, my mood aint changin //
the booths in danger, cuz this dude get angered //
n start soundin like goofy wit a tooth retainer //
Hello... yeah.. Da man is Back // n to get a vote this round,
This Handicap needs a handicap //
got damn he's wack ... jesus this kids cocky //
wanted to try ya hand at rap, tryin being a disc jockey //
this kid got me trippin, his ridiculous lisp //
heard you could spit, guess they meant it in the literal sense //
This fag is a lab rat // scratch that // I really mean
they grew his ears from scratch attatched to a rats back //
N I could give a rats ass, bout ya stem cell ears
cuz from what I hear, ya wack tracks is ass crack //
ya last rap, belongs stashed in a trash bag //
that cheesy shyt, made me wanna snap, Like a rat trap //
honestly def gotta lotta regrets //
cuz all he got is a head, the doctor musta charged an arm and a leg //
n you can call it success, but I cant mislead ya //
Ya strained my speakers, so bad, I had to change my tweeters //
I read ya Siggy n I cant believe a //
statement like that came from wird of play, he might need the same proceedure //
face it leeroy... its safer not to show up //
Askin, WHOS DA MASTER, if it aint Beige then its Sho Nuff //
not you.... and it breaks my heart //
I to have to cripple dis crippled individual just to save my spot //
but after that K guy lost..
it took you years attatch your ears, but I wanted to take mine off //
I had time off, n unscramble my brain //
from all the ranting and raving of this ramblin lame //
damn yo, this man insane...
soundin like he recordin his tracks while air traffic control was landin a plane //
N I aint the man to complain...
but as soon as this dude hit the stage, the show stoppin like danity kane //
damn it to hell.. give this rookie da boot //
I guess its true, that god gotta sense of humor, or we wouldnt have you //
but its fucked up, what he's puttin you thru //
I mean I can understand the whole def thing n all, but you shoulda been mute //
get this pussy a clue ..who knows... maybe you can sway some votes //
hit me wit a couple new military gayness jokes //
maybe have a ray of hope, might get a shred of love //
but after hearin you, Im inclined to give jeff a hug //
yeah..its played makin fun of ya lisp //
but so is every last one of ya disses, but I dont want you to quit //shit
does he even know that punches exist //
cuz if he do, he dont use em like s's when he in fronta his bitch //
n its funny as shyt// dude soundin like he bit his tounge..
jumped in the booth, wit fresh blood on his lips //
I make you a bet... you say sally sailed a steamboat
south for the summer.. I send my resignation to jeff //
def aint makin no threats...lil gun play raps //
try me, N I have ya pappy in his sunday slacks //
cuz thats a one way path to hell, n I aint been to jail
But I will eat this pussy like I just came back //
I come after you personally, clappin you certainly..
n Im squee
