who ever wanna battle come thru
- Thread starter SEVENOSEVEN
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So let me get this straight, you got advice from "the best in the world," yet you cannot battle for SHIT. By the way, who exactly is "the best in the world?" Save the bullshit.
Set your rules.
The "real ma' fuckas" like you?? Dog, you're a fuckin hillbilly. What, you been puttin in work on them possums crossing in front of your 1981 Ford truck after pounding a 6-pack of Keystone Light with your brother/daddy at the other trailor park across town?
Get the fuck outta here with that "real ma'fuckas like me" bullshit.
LMAO!
Cut the crap. I aint gotta worry about my goddamn career. Hick accents and rap go together about as well as ebonics in country music. You aint doing SHIT in this rap game. You don't even have a fuckin flow, you sound like somebody imitating a hick trying to rap. In other words, your raps literally sound like a joke. So bring it on Jethro, set your rules and let me know when you're gonna drop your track.
Set your rules.
The "real ma' fuckas" like you?? Dog, you're a fuckin hillbilly. What, you been puttin in work on them possums crossing in front of your 1981 Ford truck after pounding a 6-pack of Keystone Light with your brother/daddy at the other trailor park across town?
Get the fuck outta here with that "real ma'fuckas like me" bullshit.
LMAO!
Cut the crap. I aint gotta worry about my goddamn career. Hick accents and rap go together about as well as ebonics in country music. You aint doing SHIT in this rap game. You don't even have a fuckin flow, you sound like somebody imitating a hick trying to rap. In other words, your raps literally sound like a joke. So bring it on Jethro, set your rules and let me know when you're gonna drop your track.
ima hungry carnivour tryna find-some-prey
fuck wit me youll never again see the light-of-day
fuck wit me better beleive theres a price-to-pay
i suggest u hide-away if u dont wanna die-today
i think its time-to-pray, ask god to help u find-the-way
u better listen to wut the fuck im tryna-say
or u might as well jus be throwin ya life-away
mayne im so serious it aint time-to-play
all yall need to stop cuz i got the right-of-way
all yall need to drop the fuckin mic-today
do it right now, do it right-away
im nuthin nice, i got nuthin kind-to-say
im cold like-the-day when the sky-is-grey
we complete opposite like night-n-day
my flow leave u shakin like Michael J.
cuz it hits wit the force of a tidal-wave
fuck wit me youll never again see the light-of-day
fuck wit me better beleive theres a price-to-pay
i suggest u hide-away if u dont wanna die-today
i think its time-to-pray, ask god to help u find-the-way
u better listen to wut the fuck im tryna-say
or u might as well jus be throwin ya life-away
mayne im so serious it aint time-to-play
all yall need to stop cuz i got the right-of-way
all yall need to drop the fuckin mic-today
do it right now, do it right-away
im nuthin nice, i got nuthin kind-to-say
im cold like-the-day when the sky-is-grey
we complete opposite like night-n-day
my flow leave u shakin like Michael J.
cuz it hits wit the force of a tidal-wave
see i can show-you-multies...but i deprive animals...i'll throw-you-no-piece of this unholy-ghost-meat// ...leave you at a loss for words cause i control-your-whole-speech//...in the cold-with-no-heat...from my frost bittin spittin...attemptin' to kick rhymes with frozen toes-and-broke-feet//...i'll throw your hoe skeet
just fuckin around
just fuckin around
i'll murk myself...thats right...your bitch's ass-is soft// and you didnt graduate...so im rippin your tassels-off// unabashful thoughts...you dont want my sick...so with a mask-i-cough// i rap like hasslehoff chomping burgers...only gifted when your twisted// meaning i slip you animated pictures in a blender// adding the most seediest ingredients and burn them to cinders// i bend-words warping bars transporting jars of that liquid crack..i spit like blaphemous spikes..step to my sin-tacs// your scalp i send-back like george jefferson...a professional Letterman// i present my headers-in a Hannibal lector-spin with a a fine Chianti...screaming for me-mommy like a scared mick// off that doo doo mixed with voodoo...unarmed attempting to shoot-you// like don king...i got a profuse-due filled with sulfuric lyrics burning your spirit like lit 151 spiced rum// this fights-done...im watching the mic-run for it's life,-son
Im comin out hard like 8 ball and mjg/
do you boys really think you can get up to see me
i be in 3d
when im in these streets
im rollin 3 deep
and we all clutchin heat
so tell me bro where do you want this confrontation to go
boxing it out like stallone
or pullin pins tossin grenades like rambo
you knows i go straight for the fuckin nose
an my accuracy is like cupid shootin his goddamn arrows
do as i say so
and you know everything is going to be alright
but if you want to get into it i aint goin out with out a goddamn fight
you goddamn right you done made me angry now
so i must to commence rainin down bullets like its the puget sound
do you boys really think you can get up to see me
i be in 3d
when im in these streets
im rollin 3 deep
and we all clutchin heat
so tell me bro where do you want this confrontation to go
boxing it out like stallone
or pullin pins tossin grenades like rambo
you knows i go straight for the fuckin nose
an my accuracy is like cupid shootin his goddamn arrows
do as i say so
and you know everything is going to be alright
but if you want to get into it i aint goin out with out a goddamn fight
you goddamn right you done made me angry now
so i must to commence rainin down bullets like its the puget sound
or a ship wit out a damn crew/
matta of fact is that what you call a crew dude/
i see thru/
fakes and snakes and jakes/
givin enough time the rats always seem to show they face/
i keep a steady pace and bounce when i sense imposters/
growin way past crabs they got pinchers the size of lobsters/
constantly tryin to hold a good man down/
goddamnit man i think its time i put them under the ground
matta of fact is that what you call a crew dude/
i see thru/
fakes and snakes and jakes/
givin enough time the rats always seem to show they face/
i keep a steady pace and bounce when i sense imposters/
growin way past crabs they got pinchers the size of lobsters/
constantly tryin to hold a good man down/
goddamnit man i think its time i put them under the ground
underground, shave em down to a hundred pounds..
like a skeleton with tats homie.. phony emcees just workin an act, fulla bull shit like balogny//
ima merican beef, embarassin retarded cats who couldnt stand on theyre feet//
close ya mouth son you got some hair in your teeth.. know that lifes joke but still i dare to compete//
cuz the jokes funny.. 2 things that i love are rap and taking folks money/
the rest are cars.. me and the homie in the tac battlin cats in the back of bars//
like a skeleton with tats homie.. phony emcees just workin an act, fulla bull shit like balogny//
ima merican beef, embarassin retarded cats who couldnt stand on theyre feet//
close ya mouth son you got some hair in your teeth.. know that lifes joke but still i dare to compete//
cuz the jokes funny.. 2 things that i love are rap and taking folks money/
the rest are cars.. me and the homie in the tac battlin cats in the back of bars//
a Dubb A Demon, always down to spit no matter what they screamin...
evergreen on the microphone keepin em fienin, then split they dome when they sleepin so he can see what they dreamin//
comin off this northwest mind state.. got bitches asses bouncin with the instrumentals that i make//
im always dope like columbian coke, i hit the mic rap version of a ford power stroke//
then bout an hour i smoke.. chop it up about the game
droppin these verses make cats remember my name//
evergreen on the microphone keepin em fienin, then split they dome when they sleepin so he can see what they dreamin//
comin off this northwest mind state.. got bitches asses bouncin with the instrumentals that i make//
im always dope like columbian coke, i hit the mic rap version of a ford power stroke//
then bout an hour i smoke.. chop it up about the game
droppin these verses make cats remember my name//