12-15-2019, 01:44 PM | #1 |
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Smoke on the Water
Alright BB, let's have some fun. But I mean, honestly...
I couldn't resist. You're like a retired vet who couldn't adapt to the times we're in Too self absorbed, you drown in your sorrows before you'll try to swim Now you the GOAT? You lyin' kid, you not even the go-to guy in THIS A Hall Of Famer but we know the HOF-a-graveyard like The Irishman This is just bondage to him so he'd prefer a tie to a win He probably hops in a whip with tightly cuffed wrists like "call me a bitch!" Watches Pulp Fiction and stops it when they brought out the gimp Palms his hard dick like "yeah that's what I'm talkin' 'bout, shit" Busts a nut and swallows it quick, hell it's all evidence About that odd lil' habit that he needs to honestly quit Problem is, what he's got in his sig is an obvious tip This cocky prick see's a Dom every time he wants to submit... (ha) Let's go in... Blue's got accomplishments but I'm not headed back through that slog He hasn't battled in so long cuz he still edits the last few he dropped You Doctor-Manhatten like 9/11 footage, that's apropos dog Cuz saying you rap is a croc of shit, no wonder you're acting so swamped And I won't use that Roy Orbison song of a name to trash your whole cause But I can't look passed the mirage when that's all I have to go on Like pistols at dawn, ya only drawback's when you "pull da nine out" Lazy grammar might well land this Bayou in a dry spell Time will tell if you're the champ, I'll drag Blue by the bible belt Then I'm snagging By's-bull-belt and placing it on my full shelf Hell you couldn't even show for this you self serving bastard Couldn't grab your notebook full of concepts and start working backwards? I know that's your process man, you're dull as hell you whack nerd If you have my number, it's the ONLY way to call yourself a rapper Hearing you're top ten conceals laughter, no one lost appeal faster There's been so many boys in Blue I should've copped a feel after This Bayou's filled to the 'rafters', but none come from the mainstream Now you making waves? Please, nothing you've uttered has swayed me Those who can't do it, teach... it's simple as can be Those who can't rap, battle... that fits you to a T Pick a topic you geek, I guarantee it's all out of your reach Just call this your verbal with-drawal like when a southerner speaks Keep all bandages and sutures clean, everything you might need Cuz I'm making Blue I.V.'s like Beyonce grew my seed I mean I flat-out challenged him and he ran for the hills the next minute I guess he gauges his level of interest by how well he's pre-written I ante'd up you said uncle, yeah I'm using your family as weapons Only time I'm feeling Blue is when I'm off antidepressants You ain't better in any shape or form, put aside all your thinness You are not a rapper! You're an English dropout trying to fit in Go watch Bodied you're in it, like I gave your nutsack a boot I have to assume if there's black in Blue he must have a bruise It's two white guys in a darkened room so he probably got confused He even found some mom issues after he cleaned out his closet too But calling him Em is hardly new and it's definitely far from true The color blind aren't drawn to Blue, who needs a Bayou when a Marsh'll do... (ha) You flowed "1000" bars yet managed to make no remarks So I'm goin' far over the edge when-addressin' Blue like Owen Hart I tore apart what he writes-down so he'll never be left-standing Duals shock him like PS fans cuz he's 'soft as that X branding He's not the Norm, I Reedus threads but none of his threats landing A trapped little kid now BB's attached to my hip like Death Stranding Even your pen-state's you couldn't spit flames with a gerry can buddy I see you glaring above me but barely can touch me, Jerry Sandusky Such a class act BB gun, I can see he's drunk when he acts black You're just a sad sack like an adult with a backpack Your bus pass trumps that pic displayed, you're far from your vacay I shit on your avatar's-and your name, this battle's Tarzan versus Jane You shine-away from open mic's, now drink my mix of redrum I say sip from this cup... I bet this wino's quickly like "yup"... Logs on but nothing sticks, then books to write a clever punch The conundrum is... those punches spit could apply to anyone Say you're number one but your self esteem screams number two There's nothing to discover dude, the skinny on me is I'm double you Heard you're all about the base but when the fat lady sings under you... We gotta presume it's the only way to get BB W's (had to) I tunneled through archived ground to remove all this doubt But when I-browse-Blue like Milhouse I found few lines stick out I can hear him now, "you tried to battle me and Resin and we didn't respond" "Your shit is garbage, you missing your targets like mission to mars" It isn't that hard, but if you dropped like that I'd send my regards Cuz you couldn't spit out that bar of multi's on your best day by far Seems our text God's flesh rawed, yet charred and edible over heat I was even supposed to beat you without Lars' inevitable vote for me But I don't need to Infiltrate inner circles or tag in some jerk So don't take it personal if I keep 'you' at 'Bay' like your name in reverse This lame little Smurf's the top of the pile? I just might let things slide But how can he carve out his own niche without a property line? He's sorta like me from 2003, even with all of the pride Before I knew about multi syllabic schemes and how to properly rhyme The words Blue-prints are not my design, fuck your two bit bars I can show you bit bars, better hope I don't know where those Pixar... Your official art is artificial and mistaked for intelligence You drop punches for the hell of it, okay, now say something relevant This fella's a breeze, a ham-n-egger that thinks he's better than he is with this But a simpleton with a shaky fanbase will never get wind of it Lose the wigger gimmick, you so middle of the road my headlights can't move I think I was south of our border the last time I read-white-in-blue His style's old news, cool, cuz I just bombed his new school If hip hop planted thoughts in his noodle then I'll chop that root too So if y'all wondering who could cause all this rot that grew through... I guess we can chalk it up to Blue like topping off a pool cue To conclude, I drop PERSONALS, something no one will dispute I got nothing to lose Mr. General Punch... so what's your excuse? I came out of the blue like I raped his ass and pulled out to just spew (ew) That means I'm done with this goof, Sinacog Forever? What else is new. Happy Holidays, everyone. :)
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12-16-2019, 08:22 AM | #2 |
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12-16-2019, 11:22 AM | #3 |
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Happy Holidays man
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