Ready Set RAP

Yo Yo Yo/

JagT On The Mic

 

 

They Told Me To Start Writing Lyrics In This Box/

And I Am Going To Knock Your Socks Off

 

And Yer Mums A Hoe/

Bitch, I got Flow

 

There Ain't much I have to do/

To tear your soul in two

 

So F off, Screw you/

Your not much better than a Motherfuckin Piece of Poo/

So I continue to spit rhymes, Drop Dimes/

Plant Land Mines on a hill your gonna to climb/

And Don't Step On em Or it's Bye Bye

 

Ohh I'm Sorry, are these bars to painful?/

Do they feel like paintballs?/

Against your skin in forty mile per hour wind?/

Cutting Your Soul to bits, Like The GrimReapers Tits

 

 

Its Way to Late To Back Off Now

U fucked up challenging me and your gonna pay for

Just Wait For it

Wait For It

 

Bitch You Thought you could beat me in a Flyting, a battle of insults/

Thats Cute, But this is my thing/

While your sitting there mining for ores diggin' fo gold/

im over here grinding..., same old same old

 

 

Its Way to Late To Back Off Now

U fucked up challenging me

and your gonna pay for

Just Wait For it

Wait For It

 

Yo this the last verse so yall better listen up/

Sup, Whats your name I never even asked you/

just need it so I can write a diss track bout you/

kudos for making it throught this rap without cryin/

 

Thats all folks, Im done