Battle 2-VIKOTIN
• Written by lordzen
Bloo my opponent, seems like he's out of luck
beat him in a rap battle without any fucks
just aiming at these fitted caps like im huntin ducks
handsome features making your girl blush
she want to embrace her lust
yelling my name while I thrust
she begging me to com-bust
you no longer have my fucking trust
blowing my high and taking away that golden dust
you smell like shit, yet blames me for the musk
fishing for a fuck to find
all i got was dirty boots and record sign
busting caps at these ugly swine
leaving love juice on these naughty dimes
committing horrible crimes
by silting your throat with every line
I'll kill you ever time
don't even bother, don't even try
just lay down go to sleep, and die
go straight to hell, in heaven you'll never fly
you think you a solider, with all that camo dye
you won't be saved even with your weak ass battle cry
tell your crew good bye
In these bushes i came up on you and crept
take one last breath
before your death
have your teeth fucked up like you were on that meth
you as bad as C.J, but he never had any sex
I'm the big boss I'm writing all of your checks
you're nothing to me, i took out that metal gear rex
so go ahead bow down, pay your respects
You have no muscles so don't even flex
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lordzen
Member since September 24 2014