Battle

Let all the trumpets sound finally the true master is crowned

Regrets fall to the ground, spiraling faster than bottles of crown

Get set ball year round, you're royally fucked now, models turned down

Dont fret leave guitar to weezy, sell crack cause rapping aint easy

Wont relent the underground has risen, hells hit zero degrees gee

Stoned face as i turned around and burned a cloud at my ultrasound

Phone a friend and just take a bow, draw a bow, or cut the rib and,

Bow we wont ever be tied blow for blow, your O of snow is soda

Slow me dont clever see tide row for roe, poor know of shine glow rovas

Dropped to your level with the syndrome of the downs,

Pops all disheveled birds synonyms for the pounds

Moms said she caught pops with some birds, a couple chickens

Swans thought moms was just dirt, took some supple dicks in

Now your moms burps up sperm, sits and squirms on a perch,

Hustles through diction eyes low at church, fixin

to get rich get some new projects, find new men that dont treat her..

like objects, i object i'd like to dick down the subject and inject my nuts

into the unchecked infected shipwreck of a cunt

just to reject the direct effect of sluts cumming to collect