rapblock.com round one against Gaffes
Ill new school hip hop.
Just ill rhymes and diverse rhythms I put in my flow.
Lyrics
remember that kid Gaffes, Dayum Right (right?)
that kid who argues in his own interview on his soundclick site
battlin for cheddar, so I guess im playin cat an you mouse
wit punch lines 'played out' like ball, mama don't want 'in house'
spittin in combinations, got my game 'on lock' wit no key
like some slave niggaz, your ass can get whipped for free
dictionary wise, Gaffes' is slang for buildings of low rez'
I'm showin up Gaffes like open house for crack heads
Gaffes is a cat wit a sound of a dick in his mouth
so far down it's bangin' wit his own balls in the south
this guy rhymes so weak he needs a nurse to nurse him
the active brain power needed for my rhymes might hurt him
I'm bound to pull this bitch down from the first round
like a lazy dog bitin' peeps shit, fuckin baset hound
ya lines are forcefully forced by more rap whores
than condom protecting the neighbourhood carnivors
treatin this bitch like turkey, so you know why im carvin him
pull the meat out an leave him lookin like starvin marvin
you got a name two letters away from makin' you a giraffe
so stick ya long neck out, but keep it out Lynx's ass
cause you say ya'll is ridin' to the second round together
ya all over his wood like some green peace tree huggers
Giraffes a tube top wearin Queen wit pink pumps
leavin' this pussy out round two like how nymphos get dumped
