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I heard this 'sposed to be a dope finals, so who let BlackJesus' little mic through
But I wanna thank this skinny white dude for crankin up the prize pool
But how the fuck did he slide through?!
Ok He got F.a.t...so did every chick I used to know in high school
This cat is comin in last, when he see my cannons
So he'll leave with less Pats on his back than Eli Manning
And the second that I step to him
I keep Black-burried to the hip, like a bus-ness, executive
so Jessus gettin slayed tonight, dog, Betta say goodnight
He got the swag of a boy scout, it's time to take a hike
This dude's a whack reject, come on BlackJesus?
You're made for white kids, change your name to ShaqSneakers
And spoon looks real familiar, but not cuz he standin awkward
He looks just like....someone I could jam into a locker
so quit this plan, and play soccer, I'll throw hooks and jabs at em
I'm not a psychic but I can bend Spoon just by lookin at him
check it, everything this FAGGOT SPITS is WHACKNESS
but you can't tell cuz he MASKS IT with his AD
LIBS
I understand vocal layers, he got like 45 though
cuz Spoon's got more doubles than Alfonso Soriano
You wanna know why no label been recording him?
Cuz you can't stop and punch in during live performances
Picture Spoon in front of a live house
He'd need a TV timeout just to get a line out
Somebody get this man an X-L T-Shirt
He takes advantage of lab rats like stem cell research
Check the labels, they aint choosin you, theyd make a damn fool of you
Spoon'll get recruited for a Peter Pan musical
Can someone please tell Bud Bundy that he's not funny
Spits like 40 cum jokes, YOU'RE NOT FUNNY!
Name one non-emo kid thats heard of you
Fuck it, goto every high school dance, Punch is always servin Spoon
And if you talk about my girl, it will backfire
Spoon got the physique of a horseback rider
SK's no showing, BJesus just got outta last but I'll still
diss-Skrybe minds like Psycology class
While he fiddles with his thumbs, I got a riddle for this thug
Why are his front teeth playin monkey in the middle with his tongue
I ain't sayin the gap is very thick,
But when its announced as part of Evil Kaneivel's next trick, you need to get it fixed
Now he tryna meet with J-Nyce, man watch who headin for
Skrybe gonna end up on Dateline Predators
He'll show up to his door like "Neezy you scared!?"
Only to hear Chris Hansen say "Now take a seat over there"
Yeah Skrybe a old vet, but he ain't sick like Writeous
His rap career should be known as a Mid-Life Crisis
And Nahmed, yeah I'm gettin at you
He lookin fragile, but sounds just like Froggy from the little rascals
He tryin hard to rep, dog, you are not a threat
You mean you really sound like that? I thought you lost a bet
You can't afford to choke, dog, here's your horoscope
You'll always sound like Christopher Walken with a sore throat
When I'm done, you bout to meet your dogs in heaven,
then I'mma stick it to his wife sorta like Roger Clemens
Now you gone in seven, boost my career and sever yours
I'm stoppin the Kidd from making moves sorta like Devon George
And Laws ain't been tryin lately, I gotta ask whats up?
Oh you are tryin? Man, Since when did you get whack as fuck?
His track ain't tough, I can beat him up with one arm, bet on it
I'm fuckin up this essay like run-on sentences
So you gone in a second
You won't see anyone here followin Laws until Obama's elected
