www.fokissed.com/forums Man of the House Tournament 6 Round 2 - Sketch vs. Kudos
(Singing about Kudos')
They call him Kudo's, but I'm not giving him props,
He's just a nutty crunch candy with a choclatey top,
That means he covers his nutty self, with something he's not,
Kid's so goofy, for a second I thought he was Carrot Top,
You keep making music and we're screamin out stop,
Don't you think you've done enough damage, with the music you've got,
Your just a cookie kid, Grabbin’ your chest, holdin’ onto the silk,
Screamin’ I think I got shot, bitch, I dipped in milk,
Let me break it down, you talk about girls, check the roster,
The only one that requesting you... the Cookie Monster,
You talk about having money and how you’re on your way to the top,
Your so damn poor, you can't afford to window shop,
Too poor to afford food, what else could I conclude,
Lookin’ at Kudos, you can see every bone on this dude,
So thin you’d think that he was addicted to coke,
Even the Ethiopians are starting to joke,
Maybe he’s sleep deprived, online all night,
Hopin’ someone posts sayin something like “yo, you aight”,
Parents fear for his weight, they’re I.V.’in him Sprite,
They’re afraid he’d fly away, if they bought him a kite,
So when you put it all together, you have the most nervous,
And skinniest person walkin earth’s surface,
With weights on his feet, connected to a phone service,
To alert his parents when gravity’s just isn’t working,
Ladies and gentlemen, put your selves in the shoes of Kudo,
Careful on his legs, cause he’s built like a noodle,
It’s gotta be hard, being so odd,
And life’s gotta be tough, when you’re forgotten by god,
It’s hard to fear him, knowin he’s not harming me,
This kids so weird, he got dumped on eHarmony,
You gotta be prepared to face the power I wield,
Only protection this kid’s got, is blue cross, blue shield,
You got a back up plan son, if this rap thing doesn’t happen?
Cause we know your all fluff, and never get’s to clappin’
And if my brothers on my balls, then you better be with ‘em,
Or the next time we battle, I’ll mention your flow and your rhythm,