Retro Rap

Stay outta my way I'm hazardous material,

I'm the lyrical master dig you under burial.

I don't mean to be skeptical coming in like chemicals,

while I kick you in your genitals my level is incredible!

Stop showing your genitals up in our face,

we know you're a flat out boring disgrace.

we know you're trying to win be honest with me,

but you honestly suck so come on to me.

Makin' this diss rap this beat is Tristan On The Track,

kick this sack to black and white and send his ass back!

You never pay taxes HACK oops sorry you're just a faggot,

you're just a little insect I can flick off of my jacket.

You're a freak in the mind this is MY design,

I ain't lyin' am I no way bro this guy just likes to whine!

In the end you cant defend something you cant ignore,

is by the end of this rap you'll realize that yours are a bore!

So I welcome you to the final Chapter,

3 times victory to the master.

Of all the rappers out there so you best beware,

If you dare I got the death stare I'll give you a true scare!

I spare no one in a rap battle,

in my castle you're a hassle to deal with the cattle.

Bitch please I have to sneeze so you'll have to freeze,

I'm teenage sexy nothing you will believe.

I'm the master of disaster let me say this faster,

leave you in a blister like your sister then turn you into a ghost like

Casper!

You're a bad boy I'd tell that to your parents,

for your brain cells are non-existent as Clarence!

You must be mental fragile and gentle,

while my attacks are so strong they'll break through metal!

I'll give you a true confusion so forgive how I'm able,

to break your back now let's see what you have to bring to the table!