Congratulations, you made it to round 3 /
had a spark when you started, but now? You found me /
night stalker / Michael "White Walker" / making these clowns freeze /
if this is a game of thrones / you gettin ya crown seized /
I ain't gotta let the lead spark / the tools in my shed sharp /
Valyrian Steel will be-head Smart like Ned Stark /
take his skull and punt it a hundred and ten yards /
'fore I get to sprinting / simply to give him a head start /
we kicking that bytch around like a soccer team /
chopping his body up / in front of his father, making his momma scream /
wrestle with the great White? Not in this imposter's dreams /
you could never Swim with the Adults / you an Aqua Teen /
no wonder ya Hunger Forced / get ya lil' rebuttal off /
y'all had better gas him / I'm lappin' him while he sputters off /
bet his bytch would let me beat her with the rubber off /
and she got the nicest set of teeth I ever come across /
python / hit her with the lights on /
hair pulling, ass slapping / left cheek, right palm /
(she's) never seen this dominance / she compliment the nice form /
blow the p*ssy up, man that's what I call a pipe bomb /
lord have mercy / I'm trying to actively right wrongs /
these maggots attackin me / cuz' I actually write songs /
and this dikk face / can't even drop a mixtape /
prolly cuz all of his bars be falling a bit...late /
pitiful, man / this kid is shyttin his pampers /
his flow is undeveloped like pics in digital cameras /
I scanned his soundcloud / just so I could track the stats /
matter fact? (yup) I got more plays on my wackest track /
scrolled through / his old tunes / like 'fukk am I supposed to do? /
no clue / what type of studio are you goin to? /
Fischer Price mics / you disregarding the Pro's Tools /
sounding like you mixed ya vocals / through a garbage disposal /
I tried my best to hear / a single fukkin' sentence clear /
it's almost like your engineer / is missing a second ear /
for the record, I've been the freshest since freshman year /
catching wreck / and snapping necks of peers / this reckless queer /
probably shed a tear / at the death of Renley Boratheon /
fantasized of Prince Oberyn / ripping open his ass again /
(fakkit) the stench of death / is stinking up this whole establishment /
somebody close the casket / his decomposing cadavers in /
after that, kidnap the pope from the Vatican /
ask him to say a prayer for whoevers chosen to battle him (next!) /
It is what it is, bytches /
This mother fukker still learnin how to shift pitches /
rap in that demonic voice / like you really got a choice /
try to mask the fact / that this battle got your vagina moist /
You a couple of nuts shy of an almond joy /
kickin that shyt that moms enjoy / you don't want no problems, boy /
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