Richard Corey vs Pulse

[trap.]

Pulse



Dude is sloppy as shit.. hell, I'ma bring this dummy pain
he look like he about to meet up with Woody to discuss robbin the Money Train
he's probably sellin some weed.. or slangin some crack
the type’a low-budget Hustler you only find at the top of a magazine rack
and I’m just four lines in.. hell, dude already look shook and beaten
lookin like Greg Oden wanderin the streets.. ponderin his lost rookie season
you perpetratin ho.. you just a shadow of your former
watch me take the purse.. you can stay sellin fake Gucci ones on the corner
and married life for cheap hustlers.. ain’t hardly stable
cuz I pulled your queen.. and I don’t mean from your three card monte table
you fuckin street urchin.. how could me and this ho beef
I got a Ticket to next round, you sellin a stack of Blue Sections and Nosebleeds
fuckin bummy old scalper.. your whole persona is tragic
all his conversations start like “you gotta tell me if you’re a cop, or else it's Entrapment”
but wait, you ain’t street Corey.. sorry for outtin’ this herb
you in the alley to release the van of Mexicans that built your house in the burbs
son, where’s your gang of soccer dads? Your steez is so tactical
rockin a fleece rag cuz “you know guys, they’re gangster.. but practical!”
and when I saw this faggot pic.. I knew you’d have hell to pay
I’ll ether you, but don’t mean to sound like Nas when I say Cor Mega Gay

Richard Corey



Step 1: Ask Pulse which dude’s stare will get him hardest…
Step 2: Watch his brows pull a high rise that'd make Canada a terrorism target
LMAO@ ya face being so ASS! That ain’t just some quick comment
Them baggy pockets on ya cheeks prolly have Baby Phat stitched on em
And I ain’t callin’ you a douche…but this picture reminds us
I could wipe that smirk off ya face
and wring out the rag to clean ya bitch’s vagina…
I stay sharp, so keep the champagne till I ignite this flabby bitch
But Pulse already suckin’ off bubbles…with them Michael Jackson lips
And seriously, what’s up with Propecia, cos’ your hair’s a calamity fag
Ya hairline DEMANDED to re-seed and fucked up everyone’s fantasy draft
See, I'm ill with the ink like Travis Barker, but your phrasing’s ass...
Ironic, Pulse showed up lookin' like DJ AM and OUR expectations crashed
WTF@ those dimples…betta pray those divots get fixed, cos’ they’re gay…
God got ya face lookin’ like Tiger was called nigga AND chink on the fairway
Dude, why’s your face so elastic…you need to get it straight tucked…
Kung settin’ you up on blind dates like “He’s Mr. Fantastic from the face up!”
Seriously, get some botox, your skins hangin’ on by a lifeline
P’s face won the SAG awards…after his forehead got the roll of a lifetime
Look at our pictures, and hell yeah Richard is old…
But I’m still TUF enough…your face is doing that Affliction fold…
Call me a bully, no problem…I would love to be that…
and punch this faggot in the chest until I hear fuckin' feedback
Look, a chick lays me on my chest, bet she’s rubbin’ my stick…
But when ‘your’ on ya chest…means your hiding the “suck” and the “dick?”

Winner: Richard Corey