this is a diss i gotta write for a battle over the mics on a website....to a canadian black kid named ''falix....its due tomorrow...might as well write it right here on the spot now...EXCLUSIVE UMBRAVO! STRAIGHT FOR EDG! FREE EDG YOU BASTARDS!...check it..
*on the ''walk it out'' beat by dj unk*
blame canadas the slogan-now, pro-ducing a broken-child/
posing as a rhymer so vagina'd come and stroke-around/
also we remind ya, keep ya mind up into focus-now/
or get beat up, big kicks, red nose, hes posin as a token-clown/
really we should smoke-his-frown, but we'll take the civil-route/
punch him in his grill for the sweet words and knock his skittles-out/
beat-herbs, hes-herb showin hes a timid-clown/
drop his jaw like he found out all his favorite shits-in-town/
im all-for-when, he falls-again to massacre his jaw-and-chin/
he got a set of balls, unfortunate they dont belong-to-him/
bitch im such a nasty-artist, he should never have-accepted/
soon this will be past-lessons, maybe then he'll pass-testing/ (past sounds like passed....its a metaphor)
imma give his ass-wreckins, i aint got a heart-and-soul/
imma ''take this, no sweat'' like you got ya armpits-stole/
i aint one to start-and-scold, imma take apart-ya-dome/
now he needs the ''will to live'', hes similar to carltons-home/
*beat switch to ''i think they like me'' by dem franchise boyz*
bi-gons are bi-gons and im-gonna-poopey/
all on ya face and then slide-wit-ya-groupie/
supply-her-a-roofie, now im-gettin-booty/
i ''spit and let her pee (spittin letter p)'' like saigon-and-kool-g/ (they did a song called letter p where they rhyme wit all words startin wit P)
time after time guys whine-im-abusing/
but im gonna ''shine, your behind''-like-your-mooning/
eye to eye, try to disguise-your-a-coohie/
ill score with ya bitch like mike, lead with two 3's (23)/
swish, your a bish, get a swisher for my-crew/
just like you and your homie, nigga ''bi-two (buy-two)''/
why-do, something to cause you a ride-to/
the er room with an ass full of my-shoe/
this aint a canada joke when i call-the-room/
and ask if they found what ya colon is all-aboot(all-a-boot)/ (as in my shoes in his ass lol and....the canandian dudes say about like aboot cuz of the accent)
he is talkin-poop, shit,-crap-and-ca-ca/
miss-faggots-got-a, dick-slappin in this battle/
UMBRAVO BOI! CHIZZLE!
and that my cousin.....is how you murk a nigga......goddamn i feel sorry for dudes in town hahaha *cocky rant over*
*AUDIO COMING TOMMORROW...*
*on the ''walk it out'' beat by dj unk*
blame canadas the slogan-now, pro-ducing a broken-child/
posing as a rhymer so vagina'd come and stroke-around/
also we remind ya, keep ya mind up into focus-now/
or get beat up, big kicks, red nose, hes posin as a token-clown/
really we should smoke-his-frown, but we'll take the civil-route/
punch him in his grill for the sweet words and knock his skittles-out/
beat-herbs, hes-herb showin hes a timid-clown/
drop his jaw like he found out all his favorite shits-in-town/
im all-for-when, he falls-again to massacre his jaw-and-chin/
he got a set of balls, unfortunate they dont belong-to-him/
bitch im such a nasty-artist, he should never have-accepted/
soon this will be past-lessons, maybe then he'll pass-testing/ (past sounds like passed....its a metaphor)
imma give his ass-wreckins, i aint got a heart-and-soul/
imma ''take this, no sweat'' like you got ya armpits-stole/
i aint one to start-and-scold, imma take apart-ya-dome/
now he needs the ''will to live'', hes similar to carltons-home/
*beat switch to ''i think they like me'' by dem franchise boyz*
bi-gons are bi-gons and im-gonna-poopey/
all on ya face and then slide-wit-ya-groupie/
supply-her-a-roofie, now im-gettin-booty/
i ''spit and let her pee (spittin letter p)'' like saigon-and-kool-g/ (they did a song called letter p where they rhyme wit all words startin wit P)
time after time guys whine-im-abusing/
but im gonna ''shine, your behind''-like-your-mooning/
eye to eye, try to disguise-your-a-coohie/
ill score with ya bitch like mike, lead with two 3's (23)/
swish, your a bish, get a swisher for my-crew/
just like you and your homie, nigga ''bi-two (buy-two)''/
why-do, something to cause you a ride-to/
the er room with an ass full of my-shoe/
this aint a canada joke when i call-the-room/
and ask if they found what ya colon is all-aboot(all-a-boot)/ (as in my shoes in his ass lol and....the canandian dudes say about like aboot cuz of the accent)
he is talkin-poop, shit,-crap-and-ca-ca/
miss-faggots-got-a, dick-slappin in this battle/
UMBRAVO BOI! CHIZZLE!
and that my cousin.....is how you murk a nigga......goddamn i feel sorry for dudes in town hahaha *cocky rant over*
*AUDIO COMING TOMMORROW...*
