Murda Mook - Mad Battle Rapper Pt. 2 R.I.P. Captain O'Neal lyrics

Murda Mook : Yo baby, what the f** was wrong with that n***a? The girl : Baby what the f** was wrong with 'em? Murda Mook : I don't got no clue! But I know we need to get the f** outta here Hey, hey valet, valet! Bring my car man, can I get my car? Valet : How you doin' sir? Murda Mook : How you doin' man? Hey! Uh, I need my car man, here my ticket go man, please Valet : Alright, I'll give it to my man, bring your car right around Murda Mook : Ok then, no problem! Guy : Hey wa**up man? You thought it was over? n***a I'm in your range rover Murda Mook : Yo what the f**?! Guy : Man red rover, red rover, call [?]. n***a I battle you 'til it's snow stars and the sun in his [?] This motherf**ing battle rapper thing he's J-Over (?), he's a f**ing Jehovah, witness and vices and we couldn't even fix this if we coudldn't even do my dishes Murda Mook : Man get the f** outta my car! Welcome to my life