Hwarang - The end of a long week. (sessionish)
I spit diphtheria like pissed sick clerks at cafeterias/ |||||||||||| Hwarang that, Hwarang this.. Hwarang this, Hwarang that.. (get off Hwarangs back..) I crucify battle rappers in tabernacles/ Spit acid as I kamikaze their adam's apples/ Damn, cats are abstract behind their laptops/ These cats are just plain too old like matlock/ So Ima hand out some lips like serviced surgeons/ Did I mention Pharaoh looks like an eternal virgin/ Taking care of Flame, Queff and that second squall/ I run up to audiocats with weapons drawn/ Asking "Wanna battle" without a question mark!/ Did I mention Pharaoh looks like counterstriker/ Queff and flame, Richard Simmons and firefighters/ Now your shaking down your boots through the floor/ Sending Fredman and whoever straight to the mourge/ Did I mention Pharaoh looks nerdier than Fleppo2/ I wreck your crew, so disconnect your laptop too/ Spex's in dumpster, and cliche got killed by recoils/ All I see is these B-Boys, over the hill like detroit/ There's not gonna be a new wave of lyricists/ I split this sea like Moses.. without critisism/ ... Don't want the throne, I've been there/ I don't need Ph nor Ph like skin care/ Pissed off at everyone, it's been a long week/ So fuck around and get put on the wrong street/ Surround your crew, now that's a vicious circle/ Did I mention Pharaoh looks like a white Urkel/ Calling me a muslim, pouring acid over Jasmine/ Let's move over and get at that hasbeen/ Posting all girly poetry lil blizz writes/ But cannot even prounouce "lyricism" right/ Jizzak can't bliss jack, fuck the Cuckoo's Nest/ I'll defeat the talented cats and shoot the rest/ Let's see.. four down.. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! None to go.. (Lathund) Step back newcomers, the youth's here.. Move over hasbeens, the Future's here! ||||||||||||||||||||||||||| Edit: Svara helst inte på detta med dissar, det blir forumets undergång. Utmana på battle om ni blir jätteledsna.. men förvänta er inte mycket.. I'm just tying up all loose ends before I pick up the mic... ya knaw..
Me? What? naw, I'm the kid closing curtains Perfect? No, I'm a brew slamming guy with a purpose http://www.thewrestlinggame.com/wg.asp?w=110101
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