H2Flow Audio Tournament round 1
Lyrics
Audio battling is my specialty
I be cooking up punches like a George Forman recipe
I just finished my exams so stop testing me
man your a mistake they messed up ya dads vasectamy
Yo i listened to your audio you aint got nothing
they call me butter the way im on toast leave ur ass in a coffin
Even the peeps at forensics couldn’t solve this murder mystery
you got no future in this audio tournament your ass is history
Want your name in the paper, foo go read the obituary
the way you crying on tracks u just an attention seeker
i hit the close button as soon as drop came out my speakers
i don’t know what’s weaker, you tryna be hard
or going to the gym and seeing my grandma
man you talk of a fresh start but really you stale
i throw microphones at ur dome try and make bread when ur impaled
what you think i live under a rock of course i heard of idea
smashing the light bulbs above your head now you feel the pressure of fear
make it clear fuck you and wack 3 man crew
you aint got skills and neither does critical interlude
i be like Ra the sung od controlling the heat with my hand
you aint no threat i melt you like frosty the snowman
