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trap.
02-03-2013, 03:38 PM
Serge


im the underdog n rated as the worst upset created
but the only sy's in the final'll be from the people pist i made it
hair-covered n tilted, you probly havent heard what ive said
cuz your ears either playing dead or about to jump off the rest of ya head
so respect it kid, im not on some textin shit
ill fill your mouth with caps like one of my clinical requisits
im known to wreck textcee's with deformities who step next to me
and THAT right eyes so droopy youre half a face away from celebrity
wins off blackdefs nose, hensleys eyes n proofs chin n cheeks
so dedicate THIS verse to your dick, its the only thing that you'll beat
whoever said that stupid mask is hot is a faggot by lots
cause righ now you look like someone opened a jack-in-the-box
n ya wildin if chicks go for that guy in the pictures
only bangs you get, involve a hairstylist n scissors
i bust ass while you claim that im just trash
youre desperately reaching like that beard to your moustache
is it side deflation? or a side effect of masturbation?
cuz your right eye isnt lazy, that shits downright procrastinatin
go to the gym, youre fat...no bye cause youre older to rap
so whoevers hand that is mustve been surprised to find no shoulder to tap
all the meat that you pack; no wonder youre fat, bitch
you look like aloes oponent cept he sucks on a GLASS dick
jackets a joke...fake marty mcfly with hopes of killin a bloke
shouldve just copped a delorean n gone back to when you were dope



Sypher


Man I just battled John Hensley, and right when I’m finished with dude
User does his Weekend Update and now got me battling Dominican Lou
But I take all comers, it’s bout to get bloodier than Psycho’s shower scene
You heard serge is supreme...?
…That just means he’s covered in lettuce, cheese and sour cream
You don’t belong here, and there isn’t a chance that we’ll see you stay
Because I put more Dominicans in the out field than the MLBPA
That’s right you aren’t fit to face me, it’s time to come to grips, dude
Got a chip on my shoulder b/c I thought you’d bring some salsa with you
Can’t believe you think you got a shot, even your face is saying you’ll lose
Lips have formed a less than sign b/c they know I’m greater than you
Got some greasy gelled hair, too – you need to not buy that stuff at the store
Cause when you go swimming Greenpeace is scrubbing ducks on the shore
Metrosexual faggot, it only takes one look for everyone to know you’re soft
But still got eyebrows so bushy you can use them to brush your shoulder off
And you can stop lying a/b making bank as a dentist, don’t try to play me
My next door neighbor is a lawyer, your next door neighbor is Haiti
But wherever you wind up practicing, I know it’s not off the mark
To say that you’ll be the only dentist who landscapes his own office park
No one can believe you got to this point, admit it, you’ve done nothing of note
Looking like you swallowed your words and they got stuck in your throat
Man I thought Proof’s was bad, but then I saw the size of yers
You should be on a lily pad waiting for your buddies to saw –weis and –er
So that’s it serge, it was nice and no one could have foreseen your run
But battling me was your wake up call and now the dream is done