Skullf*** Vs MorgeWar HHH Tourney Rd. 1
Rd. One of Punch Drunk Tourney hosted at HHH.com
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Story behind the song
It's a freakin battle verse aight?!
Lyrics
I guess it's customary, to rock a cinematic intro
on an internet battle rap board, But fuck it facing this vocal cripple
the bells and whistles ain't necessary to out-class Morge-War,
I could pull that off even with a no-show,
postin a week later and still cohersing the votes,
with skull's unique raw form Of speech bold even at half mast--
My larynx's impressive physique will out muscle Pavoratti's operatic bloated mass,
at even his highest peak of a long key diaphram blast,
Morge's warbled delivery could easily be passed off as just bad gas,
flatulated smog exhaust out his alcoholic dad's 72' oxidized cut-lass,
his conception just a random drunken smash with a British geriatric bitch with a face 4 times more worse then Burnt cash,
He submitted a photo to D music but the promotional committee decided it best
to black it out,
They stay solid to the commitment of masking the homely
so the concentration falls solely on the sounds,
Kinda a sad thing tho I hear they're thinkin of droppin him now,
even bribin with a severance and a present of a neat camera, here kid take up a new hobby get the hint, bow out!!
It's floatin around, that herb couldn't draw a crowd with a felt tip and a stencil of 8 close friends clappin,
Son couldn't bomb if he inhaled 23 atomic tacos topped off with ceiling spacklin, rockin back and forth barely pushin the brown.
It's evident this cat MorgeWar's, too young in the soul to fuck with the likes of skull,
I see yellow-bones, trying to hold microphones and Ravage them kids like R kelly pouncing Girl- Scouts at camp fire sing-alongs..
