Kungfugrip vs Odds

[trap.]

Odds

Fuck this Canadian geek how is he consider tight to y'all
when he is a socialist bastard but don't have a social life at all
so if he step into the ring with me I'll knocked this lad out
& give him a swollen member till he resembles the mad child
so go get Resin in here, now he got a greater proficiency
cuz u'll need an Asian to use kung fu shit with efficiency..
& his avatar is really the pic of this bum rapper
so if u got the before picture I got the one after...
& how are u a gun clapper when I can chop ur liver in two
ur concepts ain't shit.. I'm always able to put a finger on u
what ever happen to witty cuz all his rapping is shitty
the best thing from his Canada city was Pamela's titties!
& I know u shook fam cuz u ain't dangerous to us guy
he got his head on his lap! Decapitated from a bus ride!
but u still one of the greats like Ali, Tyson or Jackson
Cuz I'm leaving u shaking, bitter & dead right after my actions

Kungfugrip

Metasin jumped in my bracket. that slob isn't ready
thanks for the bye round, but i won't be up against the Odds till the semis
you just a rookie, and you'll never be skilled
your verses fulla rough spots, & my shits lookin like Beverly Hills
don't sleep on my shit, 'specially when i'm feelin a vibe
matter offact, don't sleep at all. for a week. then take a 3 hour drive
u need years of practice to avoid a slaughter or ether
Odds can't Propel to my level, Gatorade or Vitamin Water there either
& i know u a Kung Stan. and i'm tryna think
of the last time the Odds was against me, smilin & tryna buy me a drink
they sayin' i won't show. but ur dyin' & finished
& i was barely dissin' you, this verse is just to silence the critics
quit your wack shit, i don't know what u goin for, jerk
cuz if O-Doggin' me, i'll do him like a chinese corner store clerk
who put this chump against me. son u are nothin
i'll drop the Odds in this tourney, without saying 'Kungfu: One-to-a Hundred'

Winner: Kungfugrip