Rap Battle #7

Who are you, motherfucker, you know this isn't going nowhere

I'm winning this shit, going somewhere, you're in despair

you ask, why couldn't you of actually put in some effort,

there's so many things you should of considered,

before you sent that shit, it's horribly disfigured.

You throw shit at a wall and see what sticks,

my rhymes flow like water, yours are easy to predict,

put a gun to your head, now you're in deep shit,

night night nigga, I'll put you to sleep for cheap and no one will weep,

here's a tip, learn to rhyme, don't let shit go offbeat.

My words wreck you like a hurricane, leaves you in pain,

remember, this my terrain, and that fact will always remain,

people think of you as dogshit on their shoes,

they care more about keeping up with the Kardashians.

Homes are jealous of me, they see my house, they wanna rob it,

you're a broke ass poser, I feel sorry for you, may I make a deposit?

 

When you come to battle, I just turn the volume up,

your raps can't touch me, so just shut the fuck up,

spare your vocal cords from the torture,

and that's an order, also, put down the recorder,

you're a pathetic pretender,

now brace for impact, about to hit you like a mortar.

You look like something from Area 51,

if I see you around, say hello to my gun,

if you want a shottie to your head,

if you want to wind up dead,

if you want to set the world record for most blood bled,

fucking continue, see what happens,

I'll get your family hostage in a cabin,

I invite you to share the fun we're havin'.

I'm done here, there's nothing more to say,

so keep watching your back,

and have a good day.