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that was good
so you think you tough shit mr. fry, but you not
your rhymes are anything but hyphy and hot
get ready for me, I enter dangerous and swingin
all i do is be rap battlin and dirty rhyme slingin
my rhymes got everythin', from attacks to skill
watch out mr. fry, cause i'm goddamn ready to kill
now that you know my lyrics are ludicris and fly
i suggest you exit cause i'm comin, mr. fry
damn... i suck
Why you dippin out trick? Past yo bed time?
Maybe a little scared cause im in my fuckin prime?
Yeah im in highschool, got 8 to 3 class
You got the seniority, but I get the ass
Hey yo that’s cute, sayin I got soccer mayn
only game I play is tha motha fuckin dope game
you jockin my style writin stuff about my chick
I fucked yo girl, yo mom, an sis but now I gotta quit
Shit’s getting too personal, im soundin like a prick
See a goose got wings, shit’ll getchu lifted.
always one in front, cause that one is gifted
im tha pack leader, they follow me around
I just clipped yo wings, have fun chirpin on tha ground
oh yeah, i forgot to mention that sir fry is trash. but i dont think he even deserves for me to put it in a rhyme.
fuck a noose i got a gun. kill people inconcievable ways
so evil that the devil will concede, he will gimme his domain
im barely believable, now my thoughts stray
cause i sway, im tipsy, im barely still standin, my keyboard in the way
my mind cant expand in this, jus wanna lose, the fuckin ordinary
but when i lose my thoughts, instincts turn shit scary
for you not me, i just link words together, lines start flockin like birds of a feather
spendin parents money? fuck that nigga, i been livin on my own
since the eight of december with my finger on the trigger
pimp yo family nigga, yo mom suck my dick for tha money that she owe
makin money on tha side with my slow rap flow
im on in the zone, like bitch i got cheat codes
your mouth hang open like AHH he in beast mode.
I AM EASILY THE BEST ON THIS SITE. YALL NIGGAS ARE TRASH. I DARE SOMEONE TO CALL ME OUT. ESPECIALLY FRY AND THE LIL NIGGA WITH THE BEAR ICON. GET AT ME.
NIggA this rap, sound like some faggot ass hippy
enter my mind, look closely, invision tha change that i see
fuck it, when i got trash, i throw that shit all around
when im through smokin, throw the embers on tha ground
make a fire burn hot, ill wipe out humanity
if that dont work, i drop bombs, oh my a calamity!
nigga i dont give a fuck, how bout i do me
take your poetry bullshit to the forest, go crazy, fuck a tree
your philosophical outlook, is just silly and played
maybe someday ill see you on mtv made
comin out to your parents, true life, you gay
awake your perception? excuse my digression
but a line like that can pull some agression
cause this a battle son, did you read the title?
it's like everyones clued in on the game, but your in denial
like you dont want to admit, you dont got what it takes
you started out decent, but then it turned fake
you want some bright directions? ill teach you a lesson
before you start rhymin, realize who youre testin
watch out man, dont make a mistake
betta back up now before its too late
ahh shit, seems now im irate
so hand over your dignity, it's mine to take.
already gotchu , but one more time
you question my style, ever heard of a slant rhyme?
guess not nigga, must be new to the game
might explain why you never heard of my name
so you dont know my word, have you ever thought this?
maybe that hood niggas speak in ebonics?
oh well yo,its a well known fakt,
you jealous of my hood status and thatchu aint blak
yo, try to insult me an' i take offence
run up on surburbia, crash yo white picket fence
grab yo mom roun tha nek an i choke that bitch
flash a gold tooth smile with yo sista on my dick
yo man, look, my raps gettin kinda dirty
please dont get mad if your feelings are hurting
yo even though in your mind you think you started it
i already dissed on you nigga, ill take no further part in this
but hey lil nigga hear my last thought
dont call me out 'less you can match what i got
Your rap is alright but your rhymes kinda wack
Let me slowly show you all that you lack
You ain’t got the style or the flow to keep up with me
So just turn around now before I make you flee
See I’m the rapper eater I go munch munch munch
But these dudes is soft there ain’t no crunch crunch crunch
Come into my hood and step in my face
And I’ll introduce you to my gat named Mr. Erase
Did I tell you about your mom last night?
I fucked her so hard I made her see the true light
What she saw was just me standing there
No clothes on, not even any underwear
I run the show like I’m the quarterback of the Colts
They said I was quicker than Usain Bolt
Now everything’s below me cuz I’m up high
If you’re searching for my throne, just look to the sky