OUTCOME: WIN! 8-0 (KO) Flowgods.com Round 1
Lyrics
ayo, i dont know whats worse, your singin or your rappin
it dont take a name flip to show ya'll that i'll "Cee-Brandon"
in the ring one-handed & beat em until he's tappin
this guy's the outcome of broken profalaktics (oops)
this is dedicated to brandon's mother's vagina
for 9 months her pussy had another pussy inside her
came out with a cliterous over his lips
& thats why he feels best with a mouthfull of dick
dont you? c'mon b, it dont take a college degree
to see that your just a wannabe rapper chasin a beat
that you can't quite catch.. like hanks chasin decaprio
you couldn't make a hit takin pointers from joe dimagio
imagine this, me showin b. exactly what tragic is
hang em like david carradine, kill b. like uma did
rumor is, your pussy smells like its spawnin tuna fish
only time he's fresh is when he's finaly finished douchin it
don't gotta be beef to leave a 'brand-on-cee'
across your forehead, big letters, e-y-e
so everytime you see yourself you'll be reminded of me
and how you got manhandled in front of FG
keeb, next please i finished my plate
cuz its easy to diss dudes who cant get any dates
& who couldnt hold rhythm beatin on a bongo
this battles like new york & l.a. - it's not close
