money on my mind and the way Im gonna get it Heavy on my grind rise and shine with no limits If I gotta do dirt then Ima be the dirtiest If someone gotta hurt, merc em with purposeness! Its a cold hard world and its all about dividends and if its cold hard cash then we'll never be friends! keep ur friends close but keep ur enemies closer Dont stress about closure and maintain focused composure. life is a beach chair so lay back and just kick it SIKE! ...life is a bed and theres no rest for the wicked! haha?
Those bars were weak, keep that tongue in cheek. And man I hear your speak, but that ****, it reek. The future be lookin bleak, for Static and dumb sheep, And I would hit the peak, but the censors would [BLEEP]. Oh. You thought you had me kicked out for good? Thought you'd finally won, finally owned the hood? Ha. No. I got this s*** down to an art, don't be dumb, get smart, And skip town, off the charts. Hold up. Let me take it back down slower a notch. Help you understand my terms before I punch. You need to know that blow for blow I kicked your ass before lunch. And never even broke a sweat, I got the rap game crunched. Analyze your rhyme, you'll find it's time to find a new hobby. I guess with Zethy's absence, Static's abstinence bled in this lobby. Cheerio, it's time go, I'll just phone the bobby. Let em pick you up, slam the cuffs, own your ass like shawty.
Everytime I leave y'all wanna turn up when im gone, which I see static and burns doing the most, damn scrubs, but sike naw continue doing what y'all doing cause unfortunately I won't be here for a very long time. Im going to the air force soon so until then keep them bars flowing and enjoy it, yours truly Meechy Darko formally known as Yoloking aka the Kaw freestyle king!
Meechy Drako you better use contraceptive, I don't see how you don't get the message. You wanna steal the name of the Flatbush zombies, you the type of guy to have his breakfast made by mommy. Im a rap battle King, wait no, I'm THE rap battle King. Number one in there hearts , number one with the bling , wear the number one mink , I drive a all white brinks , I'm cooking up the work in my own kitchen sink. The only type of rap you know is burrito wraps, sit at home all day , take naps, wake up repeat wasted day in the past . I'm rolling with 3000 with me like I'm outkast. You're the yoloking , but your bars hit so low, you the type of guy to think you lived twice till drake said yolo
Areek the rap game u came to ruin, cuz being buns is what u doin? now it's time to put the flu in cuz when I'm on it's sick and enough with the chewing, Kid spit don't bite the incredible, Mine lines hard yours is inflatable, I state it full while u rate it dull, but you'll never be better u shame sh!t bull, only cuz you put your horns up, don't mean u good you'll only get your doors shut, cuz you bore us u have no spark nor buzz, only a wanna be with worn thugs, like torn rugs, your useless like whore hugs. And your raps ain't unique, they just posts like when u tweet, u just bite don't make me bust out your few teeth, I'll murder u with no crew beef, I'll make u leave this site with no branches coming out the tree, like you won't have connections so I can add u to my collection cuz I'm like a hard erection, when I'm in I blast right, I'm coming ohyeah witha mass fight, I always win so u ain't gonna match ight.
Excuse me bro, but can you tell me who the hell you are? You're talking tough, but back it up, with those lil wussy bars. I pay in cash, kick your ass, know you'll never go far. So don't be rash, and make a dash, for the door of your car. Oh. I'm tactical, a battle on the stage with a mic. You're a third rate eminem, picking lopsided fights. I think it's best for you to beat it, while you still walk right, Cuz otherwise, your demise will come abruptly tonight. That's right, told you to scram, don't you know who I am? I can get your ass evicted with a clap of my hands. The rap game ain't your element, better join a boy bad. But maybe then you'll finally get some girls and fans. Here's a tip, walk away, with some dignity left, Or get your poor ass taken down, by the best of the Zeth. Try to battle me again, take you straight to your death, And I doubt you'll have the strength to PM trash talk left.
Zeth my boy, you think yourself the king but u aint no lion, im tha king of this jungle if u stumble onto my territory im ready to rumble i'm taken it easy on u this first verse, so be humble cuz usually when ppl run into me they run into trouble i rap mcs by tha doubles Burns n Static, bet them both in tha same verse they could pre write there ****, but it would still be a lame rehearse im gettin' off track now talkin''bout these whacks ima just sit back smoke a blunt n relax this is all freestyle, no backspace my rhymes hit u so hard u get a cracked face when u battle me its like u in a rat race u dont wanna battle me, ill leave u tired n exhausted theres a fine line that should never be crossed wit me, but u just crossed it if u think u gon' beat me in a battle, im tellin' ya, u already lost it i want u to list me on ya 'mcs to battle' list please u can spit at me risk free write my name down, n scratch it off once u dissed me but my name gon' be on there for a while, u'll never scratch it its gon be on there til tha day im put into my casket while im still alive, u'll never last bycthh im mad when i freestyle, compared to me u got no anger u goin down in tha ocean like an muthafukin anchor u cant fuk wit my verse or flow im too sick so let tha nurses know u never spit back yet,(I ain't counting that last verse) but u still hurtin' though i just murdered u in this battle.. in tha hurse ya go
fight fight fight get excited and type talkin like yall hot but aint ignited the mic! But I have... I hopped on thread and melted it losing freestyle is a feeling ...and I aint felt it yet Yall sposed to go hard try inciting a riot! want the freestyle crown? I invite you to try it! but its too heavy for lil baby rappers like yall With this crown you might fall To the ground; dog you cant ball! I told ya get on my level I'm on the level as devils. my suppressor stay muffled and spray metal like rebels! best hope our paths dont cross or yours cross with my Tec! Youll spring a leak like a dam with a hole in your neck! or a damn hole in ya chest! hopefully you were wholefully blessed and invested in a holier vest! as matter of fact, when Stat rap strapped, he puts the woeful to rest! and yall woeful :lol:
If that was supposed to burn, Damn son, you missed. I think you need to stop and learn, How not to rap like a b****. Settle down and rest assured, Zeth is the best there is. Now that the tables are firmly turned, I can settle my biz. Meechy, I don't hate you but I hate to, Deny that, you missed too, You can't rap, you're outta tune, Real rappers only, please make room. Nevermind that, you're swine flu, Disease trapped, infected you, You're done now, better cut some slack, Cuz now I'm bringing the rap game back. On to Static, your narcissism becomes you, my friend. The thing that you love will, always kill you in the end. In your case, it's your face, it's your addiction to win. But an addiction needs friction, it needs to be fed to live. Please Allow me to spell it out in terms you understand. You think you're big and bad and full of heat, but your raps are so bland. It's like an endless circle of dullness, denying yourself your own fans, But luckily, there's nobody, who can take them but me, in the end. It's a dead end street, tryna beat the heat, the fire that I'm spittin'. The rest of you, leaving residue, and little smears on what I've written. So last chance, get lost or chance to face the master of this game. Cuz I'll kick you down, maintain the crown, be sure to forget your name.