NoBody Left

[Universe]

Hey, you...

Yeah, YOU.

Don't need to be Mr. Burns in Smithers dreams to get blown to smithereens
I'll leave you like limo's with tinted screens where not one single limb is seen
My limit's reached, I'll get under your skin pal, that's what atopic means
But honestly, I'll always be ill without the apostrophe...
Heard you droppin' heat, but what should I Wait n' See For? I'm the Bomb as well
It's you and I next - Suicide Vest; You brought this on yourself
That resume's pretty cool, yet you champed with really one statement
Credit where credit's due, but from you I expect the bare minimum... payment
Heard you want to face me cuz I'm low ranked... God you're fucking dense
Like a mime in a box, you really don't know what you're up against
I'll take everyone out, serial dater, 'til NBL stands for NoBody Left
Your skill level is like your girl's dirty talk, ya ho hum at best
Shoot for the moon the sun deflects, to summit up you're good as dead
You couldn't get passed the precipice ahead if I pressed a pistol to ya head
Wanted to warm up to you but there's no sense airing your shit kid
Embarrassing isn't it? Cuz I'm a Stay Colder when I'm Sharin' Your Business
A vote of confidence? Will Charity do? That's not what those playoffs predicted
Last time you Ramped Up your Lines wheelchair kids were entering the Special Olympics
Listen, I can say all day how you a dull ass bitch
But I'll hold it in, cuz even YOU know you're full of shit
I'm the Zelda and Link of this; Jealous? I can tell you a little bit
My wordplay's like fudging a sickness... You're well come to think of it
You spit it to win it but saliva reveals the host
And you won't take it to the enzyme prepared to go
Can't let my guard down with Outposts, this is MY topic bro
You wouldn't Drive the Point Home if your mom Hitchhiked on back roads
Spit slogans that are Minor League, it's material that'll never pay off
So when you scream Go Bison! You're a T... and a Union shop after a layoff
You had a little reign and bunkered down, now you runnin' amok
Low and be Hole'd... I guess it finally sunk in that you putt from the rough
Yuck, that was disgusting... My multi's make you go solo fast
No questions asked, like when you came out to your homophobic dad
Plus I know that you ate the Aladdin blanket and got a magic language
Cuz faggot face it, every last statement you say is fabricated
Partaking in this with every part aching, just give me first
I don't care who's second/third, y'all can tie die like Hippie shirts
Shit's absurd, I'm the best straight up, you just a turn for the worse
Dad Bod'/Father Figure? Yeah, you heard it here first...

http://www.netcees.org/showthread.php?t=140604

Trust me you don't want to take it there, cuz you won't be going far
Wonder where, delinquent?... You'll end up like Resin's explanation of his Joker bar
And this isn't about some puffed up disgrace to the artform
But I don't need to be a lazy free runner to see you ain't up to par, Cor'
If you Shakespeare then Sharp's Thor... You're just here to start collusion
But like a 9/11 anniversary, I don't want to be a party to it
There's tons of guys who can help you improve, and could even talk you through it
I heard Answer's got a huge lisp, but no one wants to listen to awful music
This is a call to arms so use it... You won't blow if you win or lose
Votes are misconstrued, don't need a tribal owl call to know ya In-cahoots
Fuck isn't ink a hoot? Excuse my french, but I bid you all adieu
Now let's see if your ego will let you believe that this ISN'T about you...

Toodle Loo.