Grim, you all up in my vicinity
The only thing you haven't lost is your virginity
You call yourself the reaper, but your just a creeper
Ya sinkin deeper every minute
You know Ima win it

Grim you think you can rap
But reall I use ur raps to wipe my crap
Your rhymes are a disgrace to the whole human race
Oh yeah, you wouldn't know a good ryhme if it slapped you in the face

Static thought he started fire
But that shit just fizzled out
My rhymes are superior
That's a fact without a doubt

You wish you were good as me
Can't stay up to speed
I'm 10x better at JUST about everything
But suckin dick's your strong suit
In fact you might be the king...

And I'm better at TB

I got a story that'll waggle your balls
It's called me being the greatest, thus requires applause
I recall of dropping shit like I shat in my drawers
Got a big sack like Santa Claus
I'm looking for prick cactus passionate fag fabulous
Fascist honky garbage that be taking offense
To this bad hazardous lingo that be dropped from a kid
Or that makes actresses look like ass and shit
And I'm passing shit like the next level of a masochist
I'm strapping bombs around my waist
Just to blow up like the Taliban and shit
I eat dogs and I fry hogs
I'm Asian cause my dick is really small
And I'm burning through these book pages
Cash money like Bursar's
I'm sicker than the AIDS, flus, hepatitis, and SARS
I rattle bars, smoke rapper cigars
Battle and scar padded Hispanics in bars
Added to cash register cards cause I swipe hard on these bitches
Yo, I lose money rapid like Nick Cage
A six gauge ring couldn't wrap around my dick, it's got a rib cage
I was chilling when these dicks came like homos
Spitting out mad phrases, dumb like YOLO
It's a no-go when I get my face beat in
And they call me crater face at school
But they got beef and I got all the seasoning
Bring the pain in a sinister way
Cause I strike with more blow than Kurt Cobain's brains

(Cheetah you better love this)

Alright looks like there's a new man on the street
But looks like he dont know the man running this beat
so let me rise this flame with my lyrical heat

just one thing just try not to be offended
especially if i cought you off guard consider yourself rear-ended
if your winning then dont even consider
cuz i make them girls follow me like as if i was twitter
just know that if she messages me ima get with her

Yo weoo went up but I'll get back to him
First thing's first gotta ruin this kid

Think you gotta girl?

Stop bein delusional confusional musical like a seussical
We losin fuel, not quite empty and im feelin cruel
So i'll refer you back to grand masta slam
A.k.A your "girlfriend" A.k.A your left hand
I'm the man but i aint gotta tell you dat
You already know cause in my presence you can neva stand
UP in flames like your music career
You livin on meer
crackers n cheese and livin in fear
You look like a deer
Caught in headlights and you cant even hear, clearly
Cause your shit dont flow
Your careers no mo' and you did not pass GO
Now im done cuz ive left you in tears
Gather yo self, and come back in a couple years

I Rock You Like A Boat,
My dick Down Yo throat,
bars To Cold youll need a Coat,
In My Flows You Could Just float,
Bitch To wetted face Stay soaked,
If you a ho Youve Already been poked,
Like A badCheck you been revoked,

Never Go Down thats every fight,
But I Do it to Yo girl every Night,
Knife To The Back,
Ok i got A six pack,
to faded to tell a cut From whats What,
but you gay man Took Shit up the Butt,

Im Your Former Enemy,
Money Long Like Ah Cenerpeed,
I make you Bleed,
On Yo Knees better Interceed.

Nice plagiarism weabo

It's been sixty eight minutes but it only takes 1
To tear you to shreds n now I'm having some fun
You think that you're in the game
In reality you don't hold a flame, to me
Cuz you're weak such a geek worse than deak don't even speak
Just listen, as I flatten you out
Much like I did to wapow
Do you still wanna do this now?

Just stop
it's past your bed time look at the clock
It's tickin, oh shit it's a bomb
Explodes like Islam
When Donald trump starts singin his song
Your service is worse than
A waiter on a tennis court
Causin you hurtin'
cause his words sting like an urchin
Shakin the earth like I'm toph
Yeah I rock, but I ain't blind
Wonder where I get my lines?
Shit comes straight from the dome, some call it the mind
Dimma light cuz nobodies home
Pick up the phone, it's green
Recievers pink and it won't even ring
I'm drinkin a Cosmo while I enjoy the spring
Speakin of spring we jumpin ahead
Like tigger, but they callin me Kanga instead
Pinned a tail on a Donkey he's fed
Up with our shenanigan
Killed le Cuz we are taliban
I'm horribly shocked, by static
That we could handle that
Prayin now cuz we are monks, thought we established it
Obey us or we will blow UP, the whole establishment
Ressurect bodies and, we killin em with shotties
Hit em in the belly and now they doin Pilates
Feelin like I ganged too kill the teletubbies
Callin me dipsy
we're a little tipsy
Chillin wit my homie sparky
And then it fuckin hits me
I am feelin the vibe
And statics barely stayin alive
It sparked and fizzled
And then I heard a whistle
It's over
Do you regret?
You reject
I get em out like eject
Bet you're feelin dejected
I'm calm and collected
Drop the Mic, now I'm out

You've been corrected

You're welcome
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Look look,
We all know who runs this place, he has ace on the table so give him space.
You can't be better than me, I'll count to three before I dub thee the worst rapper in the universe.
I don't need some massive ass look lingo to sing this thingo, I cook you guys up like I cook fries up,
I won't do a collab just take a hit from my dab, I'm an Aussie, a true blue spirit, my rhymes are better than yours you better fear it.
I don't need a gun or a pack of gangtas to see that your shits so weak I'm at my peak.
Put a hole in your chest, no regrets, Rap has Eminem, Swizz and Dizzy but ain't no body as clean as me. Spitting these rhymes with no time, you're a 12 year old looking at me like you're hungry, Humpty Dumpty.
I'll knock yo wall down till you drop, bust a cap in your ass to make you stop, keep up with your gay ass raps but you haven't seen me yet, I'm not on the attack, wack.

Listen up Litre,
You mighta started this thread but I'm the real leader
I'm turnin up the volume n blowin out the speakers
Heard yo dick was so small, about a centimeter
Now you're sittin ova there n wishin you could please her

Even AUStralia ain't as dangerous as me
Touch me wit yo finga and u would prolly bleed
This thread is mine, so ima take the lead
First things first litre I'm the NEW king

Ima gentrify ya m8
Renovate instantiate the hate it's great
And I'm killin kids wit words, It's a peace of cake

Your rhymes are wack IM on attack
You're feelin bad cuz skills you lack
Stockpile and Im spittin up my stacks
Cuz I've relapsed on mean rap,
and I wonder if you've seen that
Losin all my cash like OJ when he gave gambling a stab
Or a slice doesn't matter do it twice
I'm super high on life, wait
That MIGHT just be the weed from the other night

I can see it on your face that you're a little rattled
Feel a little queasy? Maybe you should just scedaddle
Feelin real uneasy?
That's prolly Cuz I killed your vibe I think Ive won the battle