Lyrics
You done fucked up already by just signin up
Im type to leave you shittin, tear your stomache lining up
you sound like Oscar the grouch with a toothless mouth
about 7 seconds away from getting your tongue ripped out
put up your white flag, you just another rookie
shut down like US airlines, you cant book me
I enter a battle and niggas want my thumbprints...
step in a cypher and decrease its circumference
you don't want this... you must be on some dumb shit
thinkin you beatin me... bitch where's your accomplice???
im playin with all kings in a game of checkers
spit with 66% effort... just to match your battle record.(4-2)
lets settle this straight rhymes no embellishment
ya tracks couldn't be radio-active if they were periodic elements
prevent embarassment, just play the beat and hit mute-
n n n noctorine, nectarine, fuck it... youre a fruit!
wild out stick and move, glock out dick removed
ill take a step back to give you room to improve
cool, lyrics smooth, psyche's been abused
"here's some ice for your ego byzoct, put it on the bruis"e
see im a premium artist, you're just child confused
my biggest worry this round's my file bein approved
"don't worry audience, this dramatization isnt real"
im just ::givin him somethin he can feel::
in an actual round, I'd smack this bitch around,
things couldn't be lookin up if you had your back to the ground
so clap at the sound of his heartbeat slowin down...
kids point sayin 'look he's got two assholes now'
two exit ways like plays backstage get standing ovates like I rhymed on broadway
blaze and attack fans leave your remains in an ashcan shit things could be worse
you could live in Afghan-i-stand alone in a room with just you and a cement block
a verse in hand, a stick of chalk, and a long, narrow box
ill stick you in my uterus and seal it with a tampon
grabbin on to my ovaries trying to hold them for ransom
you heathen fool lead you to your bleeding doom
might wanna let those go, see you'll be leaving soon
just play it cool from my womb you'll hear the handclaps
either drown in period blood or be absorbed by tampax
ill rape ya dad in the back with a baseball bat and kill your mom
leave his ass with a bigger hole than the one in the pentagon
I been the bomb, my downfalls is eons away
just sit lookin dumb like destinychild without beyonce
hey byzoct, I hear youre battling a bitch
don’t worry baby ill make it a night you’ll never forget
ya boy told me you wrote your punches like a week ago
that would explain completely why your shit aint personal
that’s down right dirty, yea bitch you heard me
I still spit wit precision its just your visions blurry
so sick ill finger myself inside a catholic church see...
I’ll fuck the priest right in front of the entire clergy
Now If you still think your wack verse could hurt me
Take 2 go rehearse…
Your Not worthy!!!
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