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OblivioN Battlez
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,270
 
Peak in subgenre #35
 
Author
OblivioN
Rights
ODinc
Uploaded
September 01, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:28
Lyrics
Its round 2 and celph is runnin his mouf/
I mean celph bit a certain style, he musta had a run in with moufs/
He copied his bars, and now he thinks he spits tight/
But ya tracks wouldn’t get a full download, saved on getright/4
Not to mention high speed internet/
We bypass all ya tracks, cuz ehh, why even waste that sec/
Wait a sec, I think I figured it out/
Ya quality’s ass cuz you do your overdubs with a dick in ya mouf/8
A, I aint sayin that Canadas full of fags/
but you get free health care, cuz ya govt know that youre pussies/
but for that I ain’t opposing you pussy/
if you didn’t notice, I took ya style to expose you as pussy/12
notice how not a single punch line was recited/
that’s how ya round 1 track sounded, just to remind ya/
oh but I don’t want beef like jews orderin dominoes pizza/
that line alone signifies why I’m gonna beat ya/16
you could cater bachelor parties and not have a single punchline/
its crunchtime, and your getting beat like the premise of drumline/
yeah my flow is dumb hot, like the gist of a blonde joke/
stupid, now go stick ya dick in a lawnmower/20
I said you had mouf’s style but that’s not quite right/
he’s got flow, you just punch in bars like the irish/
except minus the violence/
celph could quit serving drinks in a library, and not drop bars of knowledge/24
man I’ll beat you down til your unconscious/
You’ll lose to me, the same way you lost to denku and nonsense/
I mean the way you lost to denku was nonsense/
Wait, how should I say this, your wack flows even lost to denku, and he’s nonsense/28
Its cuz you lack lyrical content/
And that lisp is hideous, kinda like chrunchy black in a prom dress/
You ain’t making the grade bitch, even though your self taught/
This thugs from Canada, you need some help dawg/32
Cuz you ain’t bangin them hammers, you bangin them antlers/
You fake gang banger, getting banged by fake santas/
See I aint even gotta spit it relevant, even tho I know u’d try/
And in the end I’ll kill oneself, without committing suicide/36