Stealth vs Cel-C-Us
- Thread starter MrDontGIVEaFUCK
- Start date
Aight- I'll spit-first/ this-verse/ will make the riders' dick-thirst/
Its Hell in a Cel, so ring the bell/ Dismissed from this-earth/
You wanna get banned again? Battered? Splattered and beaten?
Like unstable matter, I shatter/ From the platter, you're eaten/
You fucking cretin, I creep-in, when you're sleepin/ (no peeking)
Grab ya sheets-then/ Stab deep-in/ Slice ya cheek-when you're weepin/
FORMING A CREW DON'T MEAN SHIT UNLESS YOU KNOW HOW TO SPIT/
SO QUIT TRYIN TO ACT BIG, WHEN YOUR SIG SAYS YOU'RE MY BITCH/
Shut up with your "vision" and how you've risen/ and now spit hits with precision/
Cuz when I spit-I split like fission, and win by UNANIMOUS DECISION/
My skill will chill and make ya shiver/ Quills from quivers kill your liver/
Concrete feet for the deceased/ Body on the bottom of the THREE RIVERS/
This mismatch is-a-bloodbath, it ain't no competition/
Your raps are basic math, and the fact-is I'm a mathematician/
You hate me cuz I'm better...you can't blame me cuz you suck/
You try to stop and mock me...I ain't cocky...but your FUCKED/
Fuck off...
Its Hell in a Cel, so ring the bell/ Dismissed from this-earth/
You wanna get banned again? Battered? Splattered and beaten?
Like unstable matter, I shatter/ From the platter, you're eaten/
You fucking cretin, I creep-in, when you're sleepin/ (no peeking)
Grab ya sheets-then/ Stab deep-in/ Slice ya cheek-when you're weepin/
FORMING A CREW DON'T MEAN SHIT UNLESS YOU KNOW HOW TO SPIT/
SO QUIT TRYIN TO ACT BIG, WHEN YOUR SIG SAYS YOU'RE MY BITCH/
Shut up with your "vision" and how you've risen/ and now spit hits with precision/
Cuz when I spit-I split like fission, and win by UNANIMOUS DECISION/
My skill will chill and make ya shiver/ Quills from quivers kill your liver/
Concrete feet for the deceased/ Body on the bottom of the THREE RIVERS/
This mismatch is-a-bloodbath, it ain't no competition/
Your raps are basic math, and the fact-is I'm a mathematician/
You hate me cuz I'm better...you can't blame me cuz you suck/
You try to stop and mock me...I ain't cocky...but your FUCKED/
Fuck off...
Stealth
Rap’s spit like they sliced your jugular vein
HERE COME THE PAIN!
scattered body part’s
Your quick to refer to martial art’s
But constantly getting your ass beat retarded
since the first day of kena garden started
Your personality’s is like Steward from mad t.v.
“look what stealth can do!”
stick his thumb up his ass, & fling poo!
on the top of my shit list like the angels rally monkey
take a bath, even your pier bum’s say you smell funky
Magneto absorbing professor x
with deadly line’s laced in text
with 1 thought
Devastation, result of my Onslaught
Beneficial, I write rap’s with tella-coneces
then brake pencil’s and office utensils
Stealth clashing into His nemesis with superior credentials
Rapidly slashing your artery’s fold
Meanwhile...
your trying to come back like Neal O’ Donald in the super bowl
impossible to decode-analyze my rap’s
I counter attack with verbal gat’s
for a change
Your face in your own lap
display of brains
blood stained phone, no dial tone...
Brain contractions Ive just cross multiply you into fraction’s
The takeover has begun!
Rap’s spit like they sliced your jugular vein
HERE COME THE PAIN!
scattered body part’s
Your quick to refer to martial art’s
But constantly getting your ass beat retarded
since the first day of kena garden started
Your personality’s is like Steward from mad t.v.
“look what stealth can do!”
stick his thumb up his ass, & fling poo!
on the top of my shit list like the angels rally monkey
take a bath, even your pier bum’s say you smell funky
Magneto absorbing professor x
with deadly line’s laced in text
with 1 thought
Devastation, result of my Onslaught
Beneficial, I write rap’s with tella-coneces
then brake pencil’s and office utensils
Stealth clashing into His nemesis with superior credentials
Rapidly slashing your artery’s fold
Meanwhile...
your trying to come back like Neal O’ Donald in the super bowl
impossible to decode-analyze my rap’s
I counter attack with verbal gat’s
for a change
Your face in your own lap
display of brains
blood stained phone, no dial tone...
Brain contractions Ive just cross multiply you into fraction’s
The takeover has begun!
