***** ***** can't delete it now I need to make rapid white boy dance moves to take the attention off it!...jazz hands!!!!
Hahahaha! Rapping is only just a game in the south. Its so funny when a rapper keep my name in his mouth! I'm kinda flattered that he thinks of calling me out. You gotta be good first! gotta relinquish the doubt. Balto, in a small way, I'm glad that you could join us. But to say my name, has left Stitches disappointed! Kinda pointless, cuz my rapping is double jointed. You tried to check, but being best was not appointed! But thanks for coming out, now run back in your closet! Next time you open mouth, better bring me something solid! Bring your wallet or better yet just bring me knowledge! I'll eat you up at rapping, like I did the kids in college!!
oh **** look there it's balto Trying to run with the big dogs But this lil ***** chihuahua bark Aint big enough to scare frogs Worst part is that his barks worse than his bite Be like fighting with justin beiber if you could even call that a fight Like taking a parapolegic and tying him to tree Then telling him you'll stop hitting him if could just tap his knee This ***** about as funny as ******* christopher reeves With two set of trojan on so i don't catch a disease cause your rappin is criminal While mine is ******* subliminal I write words faster than flash gordon with heart bigger than richard simmons aenima
Static them gay jokes really came quick Know what else did I think you can figure it out you ignorant little prick. Static at least do something really quick. Get off your high horse we all know your up on yolo's dick. Now burns Your about to need some bandages and cream Cause I'm spitting literary fire i'm so mean and I mean that you have no chance Your such a prententious asshole you probably come from france now stay down ***** or feel my literary lance. Each punch lines a bullet I just murdered you Now lets see who all thinks that they can do what Balto do. *****.
Ever since I started playin' kaw, I made you cry like a baby getn schooled by paw paw. Rockin' your ass so hard now you got lock jaw, You say you make it rain, I don't feel a sprinkle, I bet your punk ass sits down to cross your legs while you tinkle.
Huntermellor is by far the funniest MC I've ever seen I'm my life I went through all the pages to read all of his. I'm actually dying :lol:
What makes you think that you can do this? Ur not ruthless and that's just what the truth is. Ur a nuisance! Only giving us your two cents. I wrote the blueprint on your face with my bootprint. That means I stomped you out kid, I'm oh so militant. Shoulda kept ur mouth closed. Balto the ignorant. Guess ur also not diligent, cuz ur raps not feelin it. You're not skillful yet, but Static stays killing it.
Zeth, Zeth, woo. Static, You seem tired, need rest? That's fine. I knew you couldn't roll with the best, Without cryin' You really seem stressed, maybe pressed, For time. So let me break it down, go to town, On your mind. (Beat Changes) You never really seemed Like you had, what it took, Just picking your lyrics, From the same damn book. But when it comes making raps, I'm the god damn cook. So go and crawl away, Into a lil' nook. (Beat changes) Static, you sad excuse for a man, Boy, I'll beat you up, And stuff you in a can, And If you want to come an' try me, Here I am. I'll be here all day, And lose, Ha! I can't.
What? You want a piece, eh? Come on over today, I be sitting right here, IN MY MOTHER ******* PJ's, Tippin' to the DJ, Do whatever we say, Every single weekday, Party the Zeth and Dark way, And if you get in our way, Boom. Pompeii. Best with instant replay, So you can see how I play, Smackin ass of my bae, Boys, better look away. Aight, done. Now hey, Where were we? Oh yeah. In the way. Of an oncoming train, You're tied down, can't get away. Join me bro, watcha say? Yay, maybe nay? I will win either way. Your ass just got owned today.
Well well well looks like it's that time again. All through the years the mic has been my best friend. Something about being up on stage, reduces rage. Knocking rappers out the park like balls at the batting cage. Sit back in your seat pay attention get your glimpse on. My vocabulary is fatter and thicker than Homer Simpson. I can flow toe-to-toe and throw blows like GI Joe. Or be clever and witty appealing to sense of humor from the committee. But rest assured whichever route I choose, you will lose. Battling me is tougher than fitting Bigfoot in size 6 shoes. I'm the MC version of Darth Vader in ten Death Stars. Blowing up the competition and haters who try to spit bars. I have the ability to rap with many different techniques. Now I'll go rapid fire leave you crying with wet cheeks. I'm here to dominate so let me concentrate and consecrate. I postulate, intoxicate, but never will I hesitate. It's evident I won't augment a single word of my content. And at the end the people all be yelling Milky for President!