Bmasterz Battle
• Written by Remedy
It must be somethin/ to be listed as nothing/
idk nothin about you but I bet your bars suckin/
see, homie, this game was for the taking like your sisters pussy/
on my last summer vacation.
Btw how is she doin? Tell her I said hi/ ask her same place and same time?
Let me get back in my mind, get back on my flow/
it was etched in stone/im sick/ like David ill hit your dome with this shit/
6 foot 2 from the ground broad shoulder 240 i pound.
Sick vigilante/ to clean the game I took it upon myself/
it takes no wealth to see that you know my wealth/
a deep abyss I will toss you in/ to drown out your shitty smell.
Nasty cross eyed fuck lookin like you wandered off the set of sesame street/
let me help you find find your way/ tendency to kill with every recipe/
so if you cant hack it/ or talk shit and dont back it/
ill put you back in the septic with the rest of your shitty rapping messes/
Bmasterz? What kind of name is that?
I guess your blind and deaf/ and just smashed down on the keyboard.
Ive got a lyrical brain the size of Einstein/
your chick on my dick/ I didnt even wine and dine/
I just told her my name/ shes says she wants to prick my brain/
but I spreaded her legs and gave her the main vein.
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Remedy
Member since February 19 2014