I spit bars I go hard because I did your mum in 24 different cars.I gave your mum my dairy milk and I keep your mum's butt smooth as silk. My bars are easy to follow u don't spit all u do is swallow
Alright alright. Zeth and the nightclubbers, getting ready to kick it. This is a little number, wrote just for you Mercutio. And a 1, a 2, a 1,2,3,4 When the noobs come out at night, Rip roaring, looking for a fight, But they disappear before daylight, Yeah that's the way we want it, everything is alright. When the noobs come out to play. Hide their faces in the light of day. But when dusk falls they all say, "Yo der mah bars r first," yeah that's what they say. Oh hey, hey, hey. When the noobs come out to play. Oh hey hey hey. When the noobs come out to play. We been waitin' all day, for a show for us to rate, so we sit at home and wait, Yeah we wait. For when the noobs come out to play. When the noobs come out to play-hey-hey. When the noobs come running out. With another line of bull to spout. And their puny little bars to tout. Yeah that's our entertainment, come on, give us a shout. When the noobs deny our claims. That they took our style for their gains, And they run away with pseudo fame. When the noobs deny our claims. Oh hey, hey, hey. When the noobs come out to play. Oh hey hey hey. When the noobs come out to play. We been waitin' all day, for a show for us to rate, so we sit at home and wait, Yeah we wait. For when the noobs come out to play. When the noobs come out to play-hey-hey.
You call yourself Yolo But you be reping fake polo I can tell by the logo I'm the man with the plan Making rhymes while I'm on the can I spit that fire Tell you like it is, young squire Come after me That's a no-no Came to reclaim my crown What's up with the frown? You know I run this town
What have I just read? I feel like a babysitta! Get better at rap. What can u really say to nikkas? Want me to write it for you? Of course you do! Is it too late for your moms to abort you fools? I'd kill myself if my job was to record ya crews! I'd rather listen to Ben Stein report the news! I mean I swear to god you dorks are through! Yalls raps are like you! intercourse with dudes!! But mine intertwine. Every line is defiant! Spitting rhymes is my crime. My mind is reliant! But yalls lines, isnt a sign of compliance! Just be private and quiet to survive this alliance. You should try this; be as cold as the climate. Spit words thats rhymin or get crushed by giants.
Remind me where in the bible it said you were king? I know you think you've got flow, but man, a punchline should sting. Your lyrics are crammed so far up your ass, it's hard to see. Your bars are getting harder and harder to understand. But I suppose that's what I should expect from Yolo's man. But don't worry, you don't have to suck much longer. Cuz somebody's coming along who is far stronger. And when the time finally comes I'll take my throne. Because I've lived here all my life, boy, rap is my home.
Your words are funny, but your lines dont rhyme Smooth is just another kid wasting my time When i read thru this thread just to look for competition But with a flow like that?! Just shut up and listen You spittin out random rhymes like Dr. Suess with Tourettes And your bars are so weak your facility aint correct Correct-ional, im talkin jail time Im a Proffesional, im a dollar to your dime Making note of all the "props" he gets on a single bar Turn that bar into a verse and you might go far Naw, im playin. I cant even joke Try and respond to this and i bet youll choke
Where inside the bible does it say I am king? Every page bro, have you read the damn thing? But if u missed it, I really can't blame ya. U probably can't read and you'll never be famous. But that's ok, cuz the thing that makes u brainless, Is that stupid ass talk and my .45, stainless. Ur rap is going through changes. U should change it. Change your panties too cuz u got my thread stankin! I'm dangerous, kid wtf where you thinkin? Ur rap is Titanic, only its capsized, sinkin!! Ur flow is bloody, assassinated like Lincoln! I swear you'll never win here, Retire your ink pen.
Oh look it's static thinking that he is all big and bad. Hoping in the end he won't just wash away like the latest fad. But his criticism has to be excepted or else, because you wouldn't want baby to go cry on himself. Static, stop acting like you are the OG, Go sit in your room, and suck on your OJ. Oh hey. No way, that you own this thread. You may have wrote this ****, but listen to what I said. You haven't read, A single word, oblivious to the game. Oblivious to my name, because you're in pain, I'm Singing in the Rain. Keep on quoting Dr. Seuss, keep up your ruse, it's fine. I will sit and take your ****, and just walk the line. But wait, watching static drool on himself, I'm not satisfied. So what if decide to go and take his throne for mine? This game of mouse and cat, guess which one I am. Keep on filling up this thread static, with your crap rap spam. You're driving a Hugo, I'm rolling in a Dodge Ram. And yet you have the audacity to ask who the hell I am? Here's a hint. I'm the gent, who excels at kicking your ass. Talk about your gun, I'll put you under the grass. I'll bet you've never even touched a single gat in your life. But what else should I expect from the king of crap? Rap me back. The cat that shat in his hat. And I Did. Not. Stutter. When. I said. That. I went up top, selling rhymes. You went downtown, zero times. You better bet you will pay for your crimes. And you will regret this all your times. Take your damn kitchen knife, Drag it across, end your life. In the end, Zeth is right, all the time, day and night. And If you're in my line of sight. Get yourself ready to fight. And Milky, I know you think your raps are plain silky, But please, please kill me, You think you're gangster, really? Dude, stop being silly, Little more work, you may roll with me. But until then, Polish dem, rhymes rhymes rhymes. Try and keep up with the times times times. And static stop feeding us those lines lines lines.