hip hop battle rap
Lyrics
Hook:
Ima Mutha fucking god/
You damn right,High Kalibur you done spit in his last mic/
Ima Mutha fucking god/
created charectors and came at nola/ but now the games are over/
Ima Mutha fucking god/ Me Jealous and scared of who?/ I’m shake-n My boots/
Ima Mutha fucking god/
But the only one shook is you/ 40 bars and a hook for you/
Verse:
HK,,no body on the net is trynna sign you/ so why you trynna critque the things that I do/…2
I know what it takes to make it, It’s not hard/
Since you worried My plans ,,let disect yours/…4
My gimmic is that half Italian half Irish/ 29 years old, and I’m not signed yet/ been spit since I was 12 and I’m getting tired/ 2 mixtape under my belt but noody buys them/…8
I know my flow is dope, only a few colder/ but the joints that I post lack approval from you Nola/…10
Just to clear shit up I listen to every song/ but every track on the board aint worth a response/…12
So if you log on to check ya replies and my name on it/ either I aint home yet/ or ya shit was horrid/…14
So let it be known, Kalibur I heard all of your joints, even the new ones/ peep the last two bars and make the conclusion/…16
Ya shit is toilet bowl,I burned them to a disk and pe'’d on it/ ya hottest song had me on it/…18
And I can’t lie I was Shocked we did a song together/ I’m Courtside, you NoseBleed you not on my level/…20
My words are multiple orgasims/ you imature jackin/ ya lines are done b4 they climaxin/…22
Here’s the comparison/ You spit how necks gleem/ I spit how them same necks get they head reemed/
But you still check me/ on my content, structure and lack of choruses when we BOTH NetCees/ …26
But here’s the word play,I’m the nigga the Net Sees/ Its ryhmers like you the net dont usually let breathe/…28
Keep ya party brah/ this aint Mardi Gras/ this aint a place where you come to pick up shorties dawg/ this aint a club where the thugs driking 40’s home/ no glasses filled with ice to put bacardi on/…32
But it’s all in love/ next time you need sumone to fill a spot after you called tyrone/ you can call the god/…34
You mustah been gone on reefah/ cuz you steped in the wrong arena/nigga,when you called me out/…36
cuz I toat tablets/ grinded from c4 fragments/I’ll strap them/to ya chest light’em just to help you blow faster/…38
and if we both blow I’ll escape with a new blimish/Nigga, hooks are easy I made this one 2 minutes/…40
Ima Mutha fucking god/
You damn right,High Kalibur you done spit in his last mic/
Ima Mutha fucking god/
created charectors and came at nola/ but now the games are over/
Ima Mutha fucking god/ Me Jealous and scared of who?/ I’m just shake-n My boots/
Ima Mutha fucking god/
But the only one shook is you/ 30 bars and this hook for you/