trap.
02-02-2013, 03:33 PM
Prowess
Since you suck so bad at this, I promise I'll end you fast, G
I dunno why I'm battling you anyway, I won this tournament last week
Get past me? Keep hoping, Prowess' smacks geeks like lightenin'
I'd embarrass my opponent from the finals…but I actually like Nebs
This battle's a slaughter to me, to you...I guess it's pivotal
But your "seeding" line against Cre wasn't dope, it was hypocritical
This wigger wants to be black, so to help this posuer
I'll just sock him in the eye and take him one step closer
The FUCK's with those eyebrows, shit's more like two blobs
So if I said Nebs forehead was sanchez'd…then yours just got pooped on
You're too soft, just look at that bicep you're raising
It looks you're trying to curl the camera…and failing
Scorned in raps, leave here reduced to newbie status and get torn so bad…
That when this battle's over that visor will look more like a normal hat
You missed a spot on that wall Glo, but I'll correct your fuck up
When I pound your brain into matter and give that paint some touch up
Change your clothes fag, I don't care if you're hurt
'Cuz if they did free ODB…he'd kick your ass for wearing that shirt
And what's with that headband? Switch to something doper instead
But my lines aren't Adidas, they go OVER your head
You make me shed a tear for season 1…believe it herb
'Cuz if you're seeded second, why isn't Nasif seeded third?
Our battle? I think you took that picture after it
So I guess that's pretty dope that Adidas makes bandages
vs
globalken
It's that time again...
Fuck streets and blocks.
Boys and girls, the ballers back...
Chase,
ya favorite whiteboy reppin Courts, Terraces and Cul de Sacs
Hes mean, so don't front, cuz his whole teams strong
or Chasey and the gang'll roll up to the Fresh Prince theme song
the whole hood knows how you live and breathe that rap shit
...and turn down the volume whenever you see The Black Kid
strictly text,
in front of monitors, ya obvious action:
the only thing you could face...that won't clown wearin abercrombie and rappin
prep school fag, even the vets know, I come with the best flow
and you can't get past that, like followin the dress code
Prow already takin victory laps, ya sure to find him...
on a playoff ride as temporary as permit drivin
fine then,
for ever thinkin ya got this, ya get flexed wit smackin
faggot,
I was the underdog in every round...guess what happened
how is ya lines even matchbox, compared to my howitzer fire
when the most votes you ever got was on Prowlers survivor
fuck this battle,
nobody gave a fuck about you, and they won't now
except Skept...and User, but hes stuck in his chair, he don't count
ya know its hopeless, one swing and sight goes outta frickin focus
then punches'll come outta nowhere, like power liftin coaches
not playin, dun. You better tuck ya chain and run
or brains is hung and cats are looking for ya face like Native Son
leave bleedin,
Forget causin ruckus in text, ya shits hot?
you could be champ for the next 3 seasons...
and still not get any fuckin respect, like Rick Fox
Since you suck so bad at this, I promise I'll end you fast, G
I dunno why I'm battling you anyway, I won this tournament last week
Get past me? Keep hoping, Prowess' smacks geeks like lightenin'
I'd embarrass my opponent from the finals…but I actually like Nebs
This battle's a slaughter to me, to you...I guess it's pivotal
But your "seeding" line against Cre wasn't dope, it was hypocritical
This wigger wants to be black, so to help this posuer
I'll just sock him in the eye and take him one step closer
The FUCK's with those eyebrows, shit's more like two blobs
So if I said Nebs forehead was sanchez'd…then yours just got pooped on
You're too soft, just look at that bicep you're raising
It looks you're trying to curl the camera…and failing
Scorned in raps, leave here reduced to newbie status and get torn so bad…
That when this battle's over that visor will look more like a normal hat
You missed a spot on that wall Glo, but I'll correct your fuck up
When I pound your brain into matter and give that paint some touch up
Change your clothes fag, I don't care if you're hurt
'Cuz if they did free ODB…he'd kick your ass for wearing that shirt
And what's with that headband? Switch to something doper instead
But my lines aren't Adidas, they go OVER your head
You make me shed a tear for season 1…believe it herb
'Cuz if you're seeded second, why isn't Nasif seeded third?
Our battle? I think you took that picture after it
So I guess that's pretty dope that Adidas makes bandages
vs
globalken
It's that time again...
Fuck streets and blocks.
Boys and girls, the ballers back...
Chase,
ya favorite whiteboy reppin Courts, Terraces and Cul de Sacs
Hes mean, so don't front, cuz his whole teams strong
or Chasey and the gang'll roll up to the Fresh Prince theme song
the whole hood knows how you live and breathe that rap shit
...and turn down the volume whenever you see The Black Kid
strictly text,
in front of monitors, ya obvious action:
the only thing you could face...that won't clown wearin abercrombie and rappin
prep school fag, even the vets know, I come with the best flow
and you can't get past that, like followin the dress code
Prow already takin victory laps, ya sure to find him...
on a playoff ride as temporary as permit drivin
fine then,
for ever thinkin ya got this, ya get flexed wit smackin
faggot,
I was the underdog in every round...guess what happened
how is ya lines even matchbox, compared to my howitzer fire
when the most votes you ever got was on Prowlers survivor
fuck this battle,
nobody gave a fuck about you, and they won't now
except Skept...and User, but hes stuck in his chair, he don't count
ya know its hopeless, one swing and sight goes outta frickin focus
then punches'll come outta nowhere, like power liftin coaches
not playin, dun. You better tuck ya chain and run
or brains is hung and cats are looking for ya face like Native Son
leave bleedin,
Forget causin ruckus in text, ya shits hot?
you could be champ for the next 3 seasons...
and still not get any fuckin respect, like Rick Fox