Yolo writes a rap and I yawn in the end. Its the dawning of men? he's a pawn of a man and in awe when I spit! Hes flabbergasted, Im laughin punchlines, I spawn with a pen! Im jagged, Jigsaw with the wits Yea Jigsaw like I'm Saw on this kid Idk what rap saw in this prick Im in the booth spittin raw hes watching from the hall yet again! Its too funny, this Meechy Iscariot This fake ass Judas with no merits yet tries to ride in like in chariots and Cross me, but too weak to carry it! His whole style weak, needs buryin how could anyone be scared of it? Meechy Bunny aint had his carrots yet? this wascally wabbit never hops only sits and tries to stare to death Guess its asterisks like roleplay but stare on kid... *is unafraid* plus in time ur raps just go away ...like ur fans if you did a show today! You a rapper like Hanson or Coldplay? Mr Mmmbop aint gettin airplay & no pay kicked off airplanes for noob tears and hoe rage! I swear yo style so strange and sucks cuz its profane! Your lyrics are dead too mines like tossing on open flame either gasoline or propane!!
Static, you're probably geographically challenged a redneck who drinks beer by the gallon I heard some of your racist jokes, why isn't he the greatest folks? OK fine, when this dude sat down, his ass engulfed fat town This mutated imbred Fattard's hooked on phonics muster a punch he acts sweet like honey suckles him fight, not quite,he ain't got no bloody knuckles wahhh Meechy used multis, ho please You lack vocab, I'll eat you like groceries Your metaphores and punches-nosiree Face facts, your ****'s old like 8 tracks It will never recieve play back You need a new hobby ASAP Call yoself the plumber way you take cr@p I don't know your age Static, but your face Looks like rotten sewage, are you little bit of Asian wit a hint of Jewish? You don't really know my race But if I'm a fake physic, you's a rake's side trick I actually was born in Jamaica, So I'm too proud So that race war you're waging really isn't paying Dude, I bet you only eat white bread and marry a girl if she's white bred wear clothes if they're from white threads lick a d1ck if it has a white head You're so racist, you make klansmen bright red That hate found in H-town, it's not them it's you Don't lie cause deep down you know it's true You get lubed at Luby's Eat Whataburgers with ruffies You probably have a dog named Scooby Blue Bell made your man boobs droopy Plus you act kind of fruity The best rebuttal you'd up with is I am Yao Ming's offspring But your getting the "chair man", I rule over you- Deng Xiaoping You died on your own sh!tty verse This is over, no need for a Meechy curse!
Very tasteless why cant you face this? Saying Im an Asian claiming I'M the racist??? Your raps just basic just like your brain is your bigotry doesnt bother me but it made Hltler famous! And Im sure hes ur role model you think hes a class act? You imitate entirely you aint gangsta cuz you act black. What you lack is tactics mixed with passive adjectives! what you lack is imaginative you aint bad as this Static is! and truthfully I didnt read yours... the world doesnt need yours Im sure you thought it was good but to read it was an oblique chore. You're the one I obsolete more my style is what you eat and sleep for so super creep my online feats more cuz my pinnacle is what you reach for! This could go all all day Im a pigeon, only winnin cuz of pigments its the skin Im in your only winnin in a vision of figments of weak imagination but the winners cup, im twirlin & spinnin Me and my raps Die Hard but still Im Back with a Vengeance. this is and has always been, too easy.
Lol nice, but how you gonna ctrique my bars, when you haven't even read it? Plus you should really try switching up you're flow it's plain and lacks humor
Plus you think I act gangster cause I'm black? Prejudice much? This is how I know you got beef wit blacks
Between u two, static's is more boring. Ur flow is jumpy meechy. So nobody is better, just worse in a different way
Yo static put down your best freestyle, imma let you go first, and I'm not gonna even come for you, I'm just gonna outclass you on this one
See these people bustin rhymes, And acting like they criminal. If these lyrics have a message, They're definitely subliminal. Saying, I ain't picking up, These rhymes your laying down. Better grab some humongous shoes, Cause you're sounding like a clown. Some are pretty catchy, And fit the rap parameter. With rhyming words, catchy flows, And Iambic pentameter. Others leave me clueless, Confused with tongue in cheek. Step up your game, bring the best, These rhymes are really weak.
Ok Im a hypocrite now? I act like me and yall hate it. Im too wise & just too educated! Im a narcissistic artist every bar, I rip the hardest aint gonna lie, yall don't phase me! Every time I spit my best lines Im the rapper that respects rhymes so why would I respect yours when all you do's neglect yours? Be serious, its past your bed times! Way too many hours Ive invested too many rappers I've digested too many weak ass writers designed to die on on a cypher and its me still holding the weapons! Never said Im the best cuz they know its me Outstanding rap, magnificent poetry! then came yall with the name callin like we all aint got the same problems difference is Im just a lonely breed! unlike yall, I dont need acceptance I just grace you pricks with my presence! you get mad cuz im dwarfing you but truhfully of course you're confused you just get depressed and strait stress it! its lonely up in my atmosphere I know everything so the past is clear and I have seen the future 16 strait shots with no shooter but at least I feel the caskets near! anyways, Ima go ahead and end it You critics can sit back and mimic! real talent does to morale the same thing fists do to your brow so please wow us again with ur gimmicks!?
I don't need to judge you to make myself feel better Static, truth be told, your rhymes are getting more plain, I thought you learned from me, are trying to switch up your game? Now listen...... ............ With tragedy, people rise to fight against a gravity they resign the hype Such travesty they give up in plight Paint a tapestry of their demise in sight? Some call me a word smith, I generically heard this Never satisfied with the first script, perfections a cursed gift Write something that's worth this, these feelings are worthless So I crumble up a word list, to re-work my verses Let's stop the suspense the fun has faltered People try to gun the father, but truth reverses lies watch them become the fodder Let's lay it simple- dumb and proper when words take a second they turn like clockwork these thoughts are like a weapon a force to reckon but if forced one session, their source gets questioned Boredom is a fear in me, that is securely beat It will hear defeat, when my writs smear the sheet The cogs turn, you can even hear them creek Excuses I got none, ideas make me feel at peace
I'm just fooling wit ya static, I just want you to admit you contradict yourself when you rap, but when you talk you say something different, You probably couldn't fit in the underground you'd compromise. Just remember I'm only giving you a lecture cause you use to do the same to me