Post by D on Oct 8, 2012 5:58:15 GMT -5
They said they had me beat in textual combat.
But you can see when it comes to these beats that I'm on that.
So many lyrics that there's really no sense in even writing.
Cuz even if you tried to catch up I'm still fast as lightning.
And I keep it so real as fuck it's really kind of frightning.
It gives new definition to the term "on-line fighting".
And since you don't wanna gimme my props muthafucka.
I guess that means you're gonna have to flop muthafucka.
I told you I'd bubble and never pop muthafucka.
Now I'm sittin here lookin down from the top muthafucka.
And the board of administrators is sourly hatin.
Cuz I got friends in high places controllin the battle stations.
And my squad is still bangin and sendin them to their knees.
Wreckin everyone in turn-based destroyin them all in speed.
And so no matter what they do and no matter which way they bring.
It just don't matter cuz after it's said and done I'm still the king.
And that's an ass whoopin that money can't buy.
Don't even try.
Keep your opinions to yourself along with all your pack of lies.
Cuz bitch I'm cocked back reloaded and I'm standin at your door.
Mister battlefield strategist in command ready for war.
Yessir that one hundred sixty pounder counter-rebounder.
Lord of land, sea, sky and space tutorial founder.
And that original champion of the old school legends.
Mister bring down armeggeddon sendin bitches to heaven.
With every dot there is an action every line has its residue.
And every verse that I spit is just one more light year ahead of you.
So you think you can beat me but nigga that's where you're blind.
Because I already killed you for the bzillionth time.
And even though you'd like to think that your fuck ass still alive.
That's just the afterthought of what's left goin through your mind.
Heheh...
But you can see when it comes to these beats that I'm on that.
So many lyrics that there's really no sense in even writing.
Cuz even if you tried to catch up I'm still fast as lightning.
And I keep it so real as fuck it's really kind of frightning.
It gives new definition to the term "on-line fighting".
And since you don't wanna gimme my props muthafucka.
I guess that means you're gonna have to flop muthafucka.
I told you I'd bubble and never pop muthafucka.
Now I'm sittin here lookin down from the top muthafucka.
And the board of administrators is sourly hatin.
Cuz I got friends in high places controllin the battle stations.
And my squad is still bangin and sendin them to their knees.
Wreckin everyone in turn-based destroyin them all in speed.
And so no matter what they do and no matter which way they bring.
It just don't matter cuz after it's said and done I'm still the king.
And that's an ass whoopin that money can't buy.
Don't even try.
Keep your opinions to yourself along with all your pack of lies.
Cuz bitch I'm cocked back reloaded and I'm standin at your door.
Mister battlefield strategist in command ready for war.
Yessir that one hundred sixty pounder counter-rebounder.
Lord of land, sea, sky and space tutorial founder.
And that original champion of the old school legends.
Mister bring down armeggeddon sendin bitches to heaven.
With every dot there is an action every line has its residue.
And every verse that I spit is just one more light year ahead of you.
So you think you can beat me but nigga that's where you're blind.
Because I already killed you for the bzillionth time.
And even though you'd like to think that your fuck ass still alive.
That's just the afterthought of what's left goin through your mind.
Heheh...