At 3/25/20 01:09 PM, Fro wrote:
Yo @Phobotech where you at?
Another rap battle?
Here we go....
Blow my mind? Your first plan is to suck?
Man I bet you'd suck on Chris-Chan's duck
And although he might have nice tits
You'll never catch my lips near his pierced un-clit
Stealing my hate game, only on your second verse?
I guess your writer's block really is a bad curse
I don't copy my betters when my brain stagnates
But at least you chose the best to try and ape
You, the best? Maybe at doing press ups
Satin panties in your closet for your favorite cos-play dress up
Working out to make yourself look cute?
That's a girl's job you femmy musclebound goof!
Don't even try and act like I ain't great
They call me FUNKbrs and I'm King of Hate
Shut up and lift weights because all the while
My rap game's hard like the movie 8 Mile.
At 3/25/20 01:11 PM, GalaxiesEDM wrote:
producer tag with copious amounts of reverb
Yo yo yo
The virus hits the flow
I cough up your ass like a, uh, plate of grass
I am stuck at home but shawty's got his phone
i talk to him and he said im his greatest face mask
gog 606 more like gog 505
Halal harem shitpoop overkill killtacular killtrocity killimanjaro kill
losing my speed because i put on the brakes like how the king died in cars like the blue car like you know at the end when the green guy pushed the blue car off the track and he crashed that was fucked up man
got they huzbunzz on my entire pen15 island they talking honey like discount code
You tryna start out like you work for DJ Khaled
But your break down in four rounds instead of 16 bar ballads
You've got no stamina, I'm lyrically jammin ya
I'm like King Butterbean with my 4 round pounders, yeah
Battle rappin' me man, that ain't so simple
I'mma knock you out like I was PunchOut's King Hippo
But I ain't got no weak spot on my belly
I just beat wack rappers into jelly, smell me?
Put on the brakes? More like ran out of gas
You need to learn how to rap fast so I'll school your ass
You better listen up, a rap master is teaching
You'll never reach the masses with your autistic screeching.
This hasn't even gotten hard yet, I'm beating ya'll like ya'll retarded
I've farted out way better bars than ya'll did
But before I'm done smashing all your hopes and dreams
I'mma shit post funky rhymes like I'm eating baked beans.