Battle

 

If you wanna battle me you should be so cautious

I read all your raps but they only made me nauseous

You’re mom said I’m obnoxious but my penis is so monstrous

I only hit once tho I did that for your conscious

Not no Adam Sandler so I won’t be your big daddy(daddy, daddy)

You wanna ask me where you’re lagging

wouldn’t give your ass a tip if you were my fuckin cabby

As a matter of fact go drive a fuckin taxi

Cuz rap is not an option, my shit is fuckin constant

The way I lay these words is such a great concoction

It’s John E fucking Wat and the wat is short for Watson

So It’s John E Wat Son You’ve already lost and I’ve simply just begun

My words are like tazer, they leave everybody stunned

Just put the mic down and go back to getting spun

And don’t come back til you’ve got a slam dunk

It’s champ vs chump, I’m leutentant Dan you’ll be forrest gump

So run forrest run, cuz we comin for ya boy

When my soldiers get deployed, these rappers get destroyed

I’m the real fuckin deal, so call my ass McCoy

Dick so good It’s your girlfriends favorite toy

She call me everyday, askin me to play

Doing me like santa riding on my sleigh

You should feel betrayed, all them dollas that you paid

Takin her on dates and now you don’t get laid

Intuition says I’m winnin, if she gonna let me hit it

Then I’m cumming on your linen,

know it’s only been 1 innin but I think this rap is finished