Listen Up

Alright bitch, listen up

It's me back, The prisoner, yup

And I ain't back with no gossip

So back the fuck up

You shouldn't have challenged me, but wait, now you're stuck

I'm back from being AFK, okay?

And I've come back to stay

You're gonna regret this day, today

Back away from me, I'm mentally insane

Insane in the mem-brain

When you challenge me, you challenge three

Me, My mom, and my dad

Except my dad, scratch that off the notepad

My mom's a fuckin' psycho

Tells me to take life slow,

Stay away from the kids back in the ghetto

Even though she's a fucking hoe,

What? You got a problem with that?

Can't handle the rap battle combat?

That's what I thought, so shut your trap, take a nap you fat rat

Are my raps hurting your feelings?

Got a problem with me, the king?

Maybe it's me blowing the roof off the ceiling?

Yeah, maybe it's that, you should be leaving

Or maybe be running off screaming

Because as the rap god, I'll give you my teaching

If you are still left alive after this beating

(and you aren't crying because you're bleeding)

You better check yourself, you inferior elf.

What? Gonna pull the race card on me?

I'm white, which doesn't make me a pussy

Bend down on your knee, and crown me the king

You're over kid, but you weren't anything

You're nothing, useless, and kind of a dick

(Or in the UK, they'd call you a prick)

Cus I'm the original, the classic

My ryhmes spit out so fast, you'd think they're automatic

Or maybe magic because your "girlfriend" thinks they're fantastic

That's Girlfriend in quotations

Hold on, time's not over yet, give it your patience

Better lower your expectations

Because who says a white person can't rap?

Running out of this crap

This was the day I snap

Back off my crap, asshat

Just because I'm "white trash" aristocrat

Your ryhmes are shit, they're flat

They're fucking bad

I'm gonna whipe you off the map

Peace, bitch.