SPERM: Everybody here sucks.
SENATOR: I don't suck, and I'm willing to put my money where my mouth is. Battle me.
SPERM: Uhhh, I'm broke.
SENATOR: Doesn't matter if you're broke; if I'm so bad, you win. It's free money.
SPERM: Uhhh, I'm scared. Anyway, Bill said you're a fag for actually putting your money where your mouth is.
SENATOR: So let's see. You whispered about me to Bill, found out I lost the battle, and you're STILL scared to battle me?
SPERM: Ummm, yeah, but ok um, you're a fag because...you are...actually...man enuff to back up your shit...
SENATOR: It's a flaw I have. I tried to get rid of it but my dad made sure I didn't grow up being a sissy ass faggit. How's your dad?
SPERM: Umm...my dad left home when I was 5 because he was so disappointed in me.
SENATOR: It's ok. I'll be your new daddy. Now tell daddy where mommy is so we can discuss...child support.
SPERM: Mommy's turning tricks to pay for my Gerber's baby food, but I can call her...
SENATOR: It's ok. I'll just wait. Now go get daddy his slippers and bring the paper over here.
Now all that's gonna happen is War is gonna fuck up my tournament battles because I called him on his shit. It's ok and I accept it. But you can't teach me a goddamn thing, Sperm. Actually, I graduated college with a marketing degree, no joke. I've sold a few of my records. $1000 bucks a month retainer I'll show you how I did it.
Talk shit now. I called you the fuck out, everybody saw it, you ran and got Bill.
Tell Bill I'm slightly disappointed in HIM for backing your weak shit up. However, I still got respect for him cuz when I challenged him to battle, he didn't hesitate for a second.
And Pig, you can troll all you want, I've decided I like your music, so eat shit. Like I get your sense of humor now.
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On to the next thing. I consider my challenge unaccepted.