Rap Catalyst (By Lil V-Lay)

(Verse 1)

 

What do I stand for? Taking shots at the damn forum.

Not taking shit from no one. Those thots can get ignored.

Just popped the Traz, and I'll be popping like ten more

Before I hit the sack. I'm in my prime. Optimus transform

And that's what I get bands for.

Diss me, and I'll be humping your damn whore!

 

(Verse 2)

 

Fuck it. Your mom is so fat she fell through the trampoline

So you can't tell me a damn thing.

I'll fuck around, stand on Mia Amabile's front porch

And I'll tell her, "Bitch, hands between my pants.

Scarlett Johansson, why the hell won't you jack my meat"

I kinda fell for you Angelina, I mean Catalina.

What the hell, bitch? Come back here, please.

I need you to suck my dick.

Fuck Batman.

I'm robbing you of your dignity, and I'm making Amanda waller

All over my ballsack tomorrow.

I'll make like a Warlock, raid all the ginger ale that your family owns

Hop in the Warthog. I'm sieging Fort Knox

And making everyone duck for cover

As I'm raining hell on the canopy!!!

(30mm gatlin gun in the background)

 

(Verse 3)

 

I'm the Rap Catalyst

If a pussy diss, then I'ma have to backslap the bitch

No. I won't collab with a snitch.

Fuck you.

Wait. No. I'm an asshole. That's what it is.

Murk_Merk came in, didn't even have to write a diss,

He killed a fag in one sentence

And wiped Zachary Bridges

Out of existence

And made Ame quit rapping

He's after this shit.

 

(Verse 4)

 

Y'alls asses are shit. Strung tighter then a guitar chord.

What the fuck are you still thinking you're spitting bars for

Is it that you're just a retard or

You can't handle my lyrics because they're hardcore?

 

(Verse 5)

 

I killed KillersNoMercy

Without mercy and made him beg for mercy.

I folded him into the shape of a trapezoid.

If he doesn't pipe down, Auto's gonna have to give his ass da roid

Fuck it. He just got his ass destroyed.

And I hurried to get the shovel, and I buried

Him next to some-random-rapper I pummeled that no one's ever heard of!

Stop dissing 101Damnation or your ass is getting murdered!

 

(Verse 6)

 

Watch V-Lay spas.

The demon's back.

He's gonna see if he can make an album that will beat your ass.

Get the penis enlargement. He might jack you for no reason at all

No Semenax. I need an axe and believe it or not

The_saurus and Gene_Yuss belong together

Like two peas in a pod. I ain't even appalled.

You see what I'm on?

I'ma have everyone singing a song while I'm chinging my chong

Why do I try to reason with y'all? Can y'all not give me a reason?

Well, there's no reason as I''m thinking that

I may even clap you like Belle Delphine.

I'll even ask you to my eat my ass!

 

(Verse 7)

 

And I'm killing ya.

Humping your dead body like it's nectophilia!

 

(Verse 8)

 

I need a bath and a shower

Because my music stinks

And I need a need to grab a new router, batteries out

To wrap it around your neck, SethTheShitter

I'ma short circuit the bitch.

They call it Kill rap 'cause I'ma murder this shit.

I write a song and then I'm back in an hour

Then I write 2 albums a week and then I'm back by the hour.

Fuck it. I'll make like a jet and remake 9/11, make you collapse like a tower!

 

(Verse 9)

 

Where does my mind border my thoughts?

I can't organize 'em. I got border line disorder. On the border line

Where it borders why I just made the best album ever

and of course, you guys report us!

I told a holocaust survivor that I was Hitler.

He look horrified. I tortured him. More will die.

You're all blind, four eyes and of course I might roar to life. Aurora.

It's four at night, my aura shines. I'm Korra!

It's time to abort a lying orphan. Storytime!

Important I'm more a guy who's sort of like a sword

Or a knife. Glorified, Loralai, time to get Coraline and horde a citadel.

I overrule the devil I'm taking a shit on hell.

 

(Verse 10)

 

I just made the crowd gasp in awe

when I said Fuck this. I'll battle all of you who think they can take me

I'll spin you like a wash cycle or Grabatron.

If you diss me, you'll need a fapathon and a half.

Move your midget ass along.

Why do my lyrics always come out of the hot ass of Abby Paul?

I need alcohol! (burp)

I can't get this album done because

I don't have anyone else to bully so I'm taking out on y'all

And now the fans tell my ass "Come on!"

I didn't sleep because I was thinking of how to fuck up the lyrics

To the maximum to the point where you can't stand this song

That and the fact that I ran out of Aderall!

I got the balls that you don't have at all! I don't get tax law. Fuck doing taxes.

Fuck tax law. Fuck it. I'll tax the law.

Watch me hop in a police cruiser

And tell the cop if he's got candy, I'll let the faggot grab my balls

As I snatch his glock and aim it at his cock and blast it off! (Gunshot)

I have the balls to whip out my axe and saw, cut off his head

And dribble it like a basketball

And bounce it into the trash from off

Of the blood spattered wall!