Battle

I know you're knew to this rap thing

Rap pad got you nervous so ill wear a condom

feel like the catholic preacher

you a lil boy being fondled

you a hostile mongrel, hope you get better

If you dont yo girl gonna leave you for me

But im not trying to date your cousin

You can't rap, hell you dont even know

What moving weight means compared to trappin g

im laughing moving keys but this shit isn't funny

you're a dummy if you drummin to the beat

Im gunning with a chopper, you running for ya father

pissing down your leg, nobody can save you

not even your own mother, you never have been shit

i see you battling back to back, this aint meek, i aint drake

i see your lies, fake likes, yo styles dryer than a desert

ill poke holes in you, make you bleed and let the buzzards have dessert

assert your name, claim a title and take that auto rhyme off

oh man i know you using it, im throwing kicks like lara croft

thermapeudic, boy you softer than any of that material

its miserable. So sad to see you to fall to addie

Im sitting here 5 am sober as fuck wishing i had a fattie

its cool, dickin ya mom down, you my son i wish you well

flip you like a coin into the well, ya lines beached like willy

fat bastard im the rap master, black cats dont step across my path

ill add a couple hollows to your brain and subtract that equals the aftermath

im acrobatic, lil linguistiX burn ya like gas, lint and etched flint

chasing paper all day, I barely get on this program anyways

so vote if you want too, its a blind rap of course.

Better hop in the casket, nail your coffin with 20 nails

dude i dont mean to be rude but i forgot your fucking name

Could you tell me again what was it? lil dickie, lil uzi? or lil vert?

Which one you trying to be? such a facade you're like an actor

without a leading role in a low budget movie, fade you

made you, luke I am your father! I'm just bored in the morning

bout to wake you and take you to school, i send lyrics as shots

not bullets as warning, fuck a thug, fuck a gangster

im a white boy, a wigger a wankster, the brits call me a wanker

ya moms blow me like the newest flavor of vapor.