Okay...
Uhuh...
Alright...
It's like this...
I'm bitch slappin the administration./
For hatin.../
Fuck you and your damn regulations./
Lets face it.../
I'm not here tuh take no damn commands./
From fans.../
So if you want commercial then juss kiss./
My ass.../
I juss gotta private message from./
All Torque.../
Who said he gotta complaint from some./
Old Pork.../
But if ya gotta issue, getcha ass uh tissue./
Don't be narkin cuz the ball is in./
My court.../
I'm juss writin rhymes, I don't like tuh type replies./
Fucka warning, real niggas feel uh real nigga's vibe./
And if it gets me banned, well then I understand./
But I could neva be your fuckin Justin Timberland./
Boo hoo.../
Fuck you.../
Do whatcha do.../
I don't giveh fuck, cuz I'm still makin loot./
I'm still gonna go hard, still gonna swoop./
I'm still on the boulevard, still shootin hoops./
I aint even tryin, I'm just givin you the scoop./
And if you dont like me pussy nigga, that's you./
And I don't write essays, entiende Ese?/
T-Kon if ya want some links, cuff this to Wesley./
Mugshots for photographs./
I don't sign autographs./
And I thought I was pale, but you two are fuckin ash./
Go smoke some fuckin hash, and get off my fuckin ass./
While you two were battle rappin, I was fuckin gettin cash./
And I'm gonna stay rockin heart stoppin hard knockin./
Art swappin tart mockin nark lockin dart poppin on target./
Retarded.../
Bitch, that's how I started./
And that's how I end it, no sense arguin./
I don't take drama and I don't make bargains./
So if we got problems ya betta bring jargens./
Here I am uh titan, the muthafuckin lion./
And this is my jungle, you bitches juss flyin./
I don't make videos and this is not science./
So stop all your muthafuckin fussin and cryin./
You're worse than Lenorum on Dora the Explora./
Don't make me hit you up on the Rap Battles Forum./
Just lemme keystyle, lemme go buckwild./
Bitch don't delete the lyrics of an Open Mic child./
Don't make me bite down on your ugly white crown./
Cuz I'll go to town like I'm fuckin James Brown./
And even when I'm gone, they will still carry on./
Bout these crackers gettin pressed like Dom Perignon./
So I'll juss end it here with Uhuh and Okay./
Juss do your damn thang, I'ma fuckin get paid./
And that's all there is to it...
H'yeah...
It's like that...
Bitches...
Leave me alone...
Originally Posted by Ugh
