Battle Verse vs. J-Bling on RMF
Ayo, It's ya boy six4...
Now we've been introduced.
Lyrics
You telling all these people that you ball outrageous...
Rapping with a style that is all out-dated...
You have bull-shitted your whole life. Admit it.
His pockets are like Whopper Jr.’s. No cheese in it.
Blings on the mic, I've shitted my pants, I'm really scared
Cuz when I threw my speakers out the window I'm afraid I hit someone down there//
J.*BLING*? How so? ya lyrics dull an you ain't bright
Only the best is left [me] even tho you ain't came right!
You a winner? Don't make me laugh or try to flip lies
Cuz the last time you posed a challenge, erey1 saw thru the disguise
Let me switch it up, like you an not wantin a bitch to fuck
Only a dick to suck. Dude that's sick an nuts [get it?]
You do that which is fucked, I fuck that which sucks
Meanin ya screwed, and I ain't talkin remixes
I'm talkin like, I love mockin he bitches
Like you, your voice is more forced than births
Yu get fucked faster than poor whores with skirts
This cunt couldn't crunch number with a rhyme abacus
An even tho you goet mad at this, it gets you high... I'm cannibus
My hearts colder than snowmen, I don't fuck with no men
You get jizzed on, call you snowman. I guess you know men
and what they want, no dick taunts, just straight gay sex
They hate straight sex.. that's why we ain't battle before
But now I'm shakin this skank, I rattle the whore
Shit, I don't need a paddle to score, gimme a mic
and I'll give you a lite, I spit fire, enough with the gimmicks alright?
I'd drop this shit, but it's worth more than ya life.
