Week 3... Mic B v. Da Robber
- Thread starter MrDontGIVEaFUCK
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You dont know me Mic B Iam the Robber nice to meet you/
Let me pull my lyrics out and let them greet you/
A blood bath insues everytime I defeat fools/
Mic Bs lyrics could'nt wet the mic even if he drools/
Schools out and class dissmissed/
Before you even tried to rhyme you already got dissed/
Its a shame a lame like you couldt flow/
Your attracted to whack rhymes like dick to a hoe/
Even though the flow I posses is enough to stress ya out bad/
I wont decimate you until you cant flow/
Ill decimate you until they bury you Six Feet below/
I go to the pit on the sacrifical tip/
Dont trip MIc B was always destined never to flip/
A whack emcee with no skills to rip/
DOnt trip you could always get another job or something/
Washing dishes, taking out garbage, or plumbing/
Just dont come in like you bumping/
Because then ya fronting will end up with a frontal Labotamy/
I Know so much about growing good rhymes I have a degree in Botany/
While the only certificate you own is in mythology/
Obviously that means you make up your weak flows/
Hoes like you gay and like anal sex/
Guess wahts next the lyrical slaying of mic B/
Youll end up working a Mc DOnalds so you should change your name to MIC D/
Or Micky D's will that be cheese or fries with that/
YOu lyrics couldnt beat me if Mine were a ball and you were mikey mantel up to bat/
You would strike out no hit /
I told you all along the Robber is own some venomous shit/
So you rhyming that will never last/
Cause Ill bring the pain like a heroin addict shoving suppsoitories up his ass/
And I will always get the last laugh/
Slap you for the flow you will make then give you skull a crack/
Iam done with this flow and like the dinosaurs you aint never commin back/
THE ROBBER
Let me pull my lyrics out and let them greet you/
A blood bath insues everytime I defeat fools/
Mic Bs lyrics could'nt wet the mic even if he drools/
Schools out and class dissmissed/
Before you even tried to rhyme you already got dissed/
Its a shame a lame like you couldt flow/
Your attracted to whack rhymes like dick to a hoe/
Even though the flow I posses is enough to stress ya out bad/
I wont decimate you until you cant flow/
Ill decimate you until they bury you Six Feet below/
I go to the pit on the sacrifical tip/
Dont trip MIc B was always destined never to flip/
A whack emcee with no skills to rip/
DOnt trip you could always get another job or something/
Washing dishes, taking out garbage, or plumbing/
Just dont come in like you bumping/
Because then ya fronting will end up with a frontal Labotamy/
I Know so much about growing good rhymes I have a degree in Botany/
While the only certificate you own is in mythology/
Obviously that means you make up your weak flows/
Hoes like you gay and like anal sex/
Guess wahts next the lyrical slaying of mic B/
Youll end up working a Mc DOnalds so you should change your name to MIC D/
Or Micky D's will that be cheese or fries with that/
YOu lyrics couldnt beat me if Mine were a ball and you were mikey mantel up to bat/
You would strike out no hit /
I told you all along the Robber is own some venomous shit/
So you rhyming that will never last/
Cause Ill bring the pain like a heroin addict shoving suppsoitories up his ass/
And I will always get the last laugh/
Slap you for the flow you will make then give you skull a crack/
Iam done with this flow and like the dinosaurs you aint never commin back/
THE ROBBER