God_Of_Masters

Tehehehe. I was sooo close to stopping, to!

Wanna bet?! (Oh. Look. I did!)

Let? Let had nothing to do with it! (And btw I almost gave up on that last one, I'm glad I waited now!)

I know. Prettyful, isn't it?!

just admit I kicked your ass!

haha no, I changed my settings. I like pink!

that seems to be your only way dear
'cause it seems you realized to fear
oh, didn't you know what you let yourself in for?
c'mon just admit it, you can't take any more
if only you had known, that you were 'bout to get blown
ripped completely to smithereens, losin' your dream
it's sad, just how little you can see,
how you aint no match for me
keep on tryin, to yourself you're lyin'
your lyrics just keep on dyin'

oh I'm your preference now?
hang on, lemme take a bow
nice to know I got me a fan club
shame for you, I'll still snub
ha, zero bid? you're the one I'm gettin rid
to berlin? that's all? that aint far at all
still disappointed, thought you'd have more to bring
or..is that your..everything?!

smack kiddie buns, quick call the cops
let them know how that gets you hot
quick, lock up, lock up
sweetie, seems you just got fucked
time to throw away the key
maybe you'll have time to see
you aint never gon' beat me

madame? oh, finally learning respect
now, who's the one getting wrecked
indeed it is an art, one you don't know
seems your fast losin' your flow
clearly it's your ass I'm skinnin'
so, how do you consider that winnin'

'up' twice in the same verse? you're losing your touch
time to face reality, you don't got much
yeah I'm sure you are snoozin'
but only 'cause you're tired of losin'
kiddo? now you're mentonin' your flaws
trying, failing, to act the law
oh when will you see
you aint got nothin' on me!

(Thank you, so do you!)

your eyes gone sore? oh honey you just can't see
That it seems you got nothin on me
keep on dreamin, keep on tryin'
but to yourself, you be lyin'
ohhh how is that a k'o?
you're losin' fast and you know


(HEY. I usually write poetry/stories/song lyrics. This is my first battle. I'm proud of myself )

you call that gettin your shit on?
please, all I gotta say is 'yawn'
you'll find it's your ass getting whipped
'cause it seems you don't know your shit
oh don't pout like that, it doesn't suit
it's not my fault my rhymes are acute
maybe you should head back to school
learn to stop sounding such a tool
that's bringing it? consider me disappointed
this is one job you wont be appointed

(my son says-mummy rarely loses anything. )