East: 2. Globalken vs 7. Milo

trap. · 02-02-2013, 03:22 PM

globalken

be in...
stitches, straight home from school; missin days
next round...
the Jewish kids gettin left out like its Christmas day
it's not the challenge, talent, or that he's skinny, see...
I just don't know why I'm battlin Woody Allen's mini-me
only thing large bout u is ya nose, I do prose in volumes
milo doesnt just do dope lines...he do coke rows and columns
stop postin wack shit or leave Prowlers, ya hafta choose
cuz ya content has the frames emptier than ya glasses do
grab a pen and tell ya to handle the beef ya stir up
we sendin shitty players to Amsterdam like NFL Europe
now hold up, I know I smoke laced haze really a lot
either I'm trippin, or Toucan Sam jumped offa my cereal box
nose so big, from 30,000 feet ya face is in sight...
with a runway strip bright enough to land spaceships at night
wannabe thug, saw ya pic and I'm drillin the fact-
why you look suprised like the camera was ice grillin ya back
thinkin this kid can rap, really, its a laugh
reppin the studio you payed for with ya Barmitzfah cash
Milo, the rapper/actor, makin money respectable...
as the stunt double for the episode "Doug Funnie gets Spectacles"

na, for real...
ya can't follow his prose and ya can't follow his shows
and with fruity loops production, Milo just follows his nose
gettin ya brows waxed is cool, and I ain't darin to hate, hey...
just take care of that 'stache you been wearin since eigth grade
crowd is givin loud cheers when I come through and pound queers
yo, how many straight people you know got they brows pierced?
its over, next to my hot shit ya best is colder
so fuck a yarmulke(ya-mi-kah), you'll be rockin caps on ya head...chest and shoulders

vs

Milo

fuck proof-reading.

you know that you're off. globalken, the poser-like god.
"yeah i'm hiphop - look, i put on my clothing all wrong!"
upside down headband? the fuck is you thinking faggot?
i'ma hit and slap his head around until that shit'll match it.
fucking crackhead. i bring heat to these niggas i'm tearin.
while fire to you, is just that shade of lipstick you wearin.
this shit is apparent. someone should put a hit on ya' parents.
can't even cross-dress with the gear 'cause neither male OR bitches would wear it.
think of this damnit, next time you get dressed for a party,
use a pencil for your eyebrows and try forgettin' the sharpie.
eddie munster. and you wonder why you called gay?!
i ain't seen as much makeup on dudes since rupaul was in phase.
ok? i won't stop and, i'm sayin' this for your benefit.
please, just leave advertising for revalon to beyonce.
and damn, your eyes are tired, stay away from computers.
either that, sleep, or get some fucking makeup remover.
for christ's sake, you can't flow, plus your lyrics is bland
i won't say shit in this line, just to give you a chance.
and when they gave me this battle, i was like, "you bitches!"
i don't want to murder the teenage version of newt gingrich.
but shit, it's only once that i'm askin' you here.
SHUT UP, son you don't even see the half like ya' ears.
you rap like a queer. no doubt, this faggot is dead.
prowlers guy? you barely down like the hat on ya' head.
what hasn't been said? he lies? let me think a bit hard.
your fake? i mean what kinda' "glo's" picture is dark?
listen and gawk. just look, when my rhymes is flaunted,
you can try to run for your life, but you'll just die exhausted.
but that's the end of it. next time you get to insult,
in the playoffs, turn that camera around for better results.

milo
demolisten crew.

02-02-2013, 03:22 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	East: 2. Globalken vs 7. Milo globalken be in... stitches, straight home from school; missin days next round... the Jewish kids gettin left out like its Christmas day it's not the challenge, talent, or that he's skinny, see... I just don't know why I'm battlin Woody Allen's mini-me only thing large bout u is ya nose, I do prose in volumes milo doesnt just do dope lines...he do coke rows and columns stop postin wack shit or leave Prowlers, ya hafta choose cuz ya content has the frames emptier than ya glasses do grab a pen and tell ya to handle the beef ya stir up we sendin shitty players to Amsterdam like NFL Europe now hold up, I know I smoke laced haze really a lot either I'm trippin, or Toucan Sam jumped offa my cereal box nose so big, from 30,000 feet ya face is in sight... with a runway strip bright enough to land spaceships at night wannabe thug, saw ya pic and I'm drillin the fact- why you look suprised like the camera was ice grillin ya back thinkin this kid can rap, really, its a laugh reppin the studio you payed for with ya Barmitzfah cash Milo, the rapper/actor, makin money respectable... as the stunt double for the episode "Doug Funnie gets Spectacles" na, for real... ya can't follow his prose and ya can't follow his shows and with fruity loops production, Milo just follows his nose gettin ya brows waxed is cool, and I ain't darin to hate, hey... just take care of that 'stache you been wearin since eigth grade crowd is givin loud cheers when I come through and pound queers yo, how many straight people you know got they brows pierced? its over, next to my hot shit ya best is colder so fuck a yarmulke(ya-mi-kah), you'll be rockin caps on ya head...chest and shoulders vs Milo fuck proof-reading. you know that you're off. globalken, the poser-like god. "yeah i'm hiphop - look, i put on my clothing all wrong!" upside down headband? the fuck is you thinking faggot? i'ma hit and slap his head around until that shit'll match it. fucking crackhead. i bring heat to these niggas i'm tearin. while fire to you, is just that shade of lipstick you wearin. this shit is apparent. someone should put a hit on ya' parents. can't even cross-dress with the gear 'cause neither male OR bitches would wear it. think of this damnit, next time you get dressed for a party, use a pencil for your eyebrows and try forgettin' the sharpie. eddie munster. and you wonder why you called gay?! i ain't seen as much makeup on dudes since rupaul was in phase. ok? i won't stop and, i'm sayin' this for your benefit. please, just leave advertising for revalon to beyonce. and damn, your eyes are tired, stay away from computers. either that, sleep, or get some fucking makeup remover. for christ's sake, you can't flow, plus your lyrics is bland i won't say shit in this line, just to give you a chance. and when they gave me this battle, i was like, "you bitches!" i don't want to murder the teenage version of newt gingrich. but shit, it's only once that i'm askin' you here. SHUT UP, son you don't even see the half like ya' ears. you rap like a queer. no doubt, this faggot is dead. prowlers guy? you barely down like the hat on ya' head. what hasn't been said? he lies? let me think a bit hard. your fake? i mean what kinda' "glo's" picture is dark? listen and gawk. just look, when my rhymes is flaunted, you can try to run for your life, but you'll just die exhausted. but that's the end of it. next time you get to insult, in the playoffs, turn that camera around for better results. milo demolisten crew.