Battle Vs Endless (Round2 - X-Mas 2009)
Ya'll with me? Sure you are ;)
I'm a norwegian rapper, producer, singer, guitarist, well.. You name it. A gamer, an upcomming player (just give me time) A pimp (i wish) an idiot (Because i only played games at school but still went out with a B.)
I make the shit i want to hear and i got a quite weird taste it seems, since none of my friends like what i like, but i like what they like because i like everything almost.
And right now i'm unemployed, got work for me? And you live in norway or it is net based? .. Well what you waitin' fore, send me a friggin' message :)
Lyrics
What kinda stupid ass has to burn down his class room,
Just to pass through to grade two.
Yo, come on guys, take a good guess,
Like most of his mafakkin' songs. It's Endless.
This is the end of him in this league, (Change)
Cus paper is the only thing that feels his sh** . Serriously, this Emcee. (To fit this and make it a punch?)
Ain't on my level, I finished school, you should,
look at the Bright side, Zombies won't eat you!
"Braiins!"... Get back to making your piano pieces,
Your flow is o'kay, but still i walk on it like jesus.
I'm the hotest cus i got the higher grades,
So when i'm dealing with you, you get the ace of spades.
F*** ing with me homie? I ain't your sweety but guess,
You can Consider me sugar, leaving you toothless.
Claiming that you the king when you talkin',
But when i smack you, thats the only time you moon walking.
Welcome to the jungle we play funny games.
You shouldn't call this sonny names.
If you like playing with flames, Your ass'll be burning,
Like santa jumping down the chimney to early! (AOOOO)
I open a can of whoop-ass and smack you with the lid,
I digest you where you stand like a giant squid.
You claim you got the the balls in galore, (yeah)
So i kick you in the groin for fun, yellin' FORE!
You can't satisfy us by playing hard pup,
My hand is like your dick, you can't get it up.
I keep booing til you quit Trying that sh** ,
Your mixtape is a bad excuse... I aint buyin it!
(TRUE STORY! Jeg lovte ? ikke g? s? hardt mot han...^^)
Lar deg smake p? Mp3, Fyller spillern med dritt og,
Dyttern ned i halsen din, og kv?ler? med'n!
Til du blir som Eiffel (65)... Du ville battle og blir sl?tt,
Cutter deg s? fort at selv blodet spruter ut bl?tt.
Gj?r deg mad sick og Doper meg p? hosten din,
Titter inn vindu ditt og ser en v?rre soper en kosten din.
Gir deg en sonisk omgang der du sitter, ved ?,
Banke opp d?ra di som... jehovas vitner.
F?r fitter fra nesodden fjernet som barnevernet gjorde,
Stormer k?ken hans til han poster klage p? forumet!
Han er i crewet til Anyoung.. enda en kid som "ring-stikker"?
Du er mot klausdrofobi, like f?r ditt sinn klikker fordi.
Klaus drar forbi... Og n?r han gj?r det omkommer en,
Rapper som alltid trodde at han var nummer en.
Sier til oss at vi ikke kan teste Selveste E,
S? jeg kutter halsen hans halvt av og ber han ikke miste hodet!
For rykte sier han er en farlig bombe som tikker
Men som vinter uten sny, tosken bryr meg ikke.
Jeg spytter bare ut fett, som folk som passer vekta,
Dine tanker er "Lamme" s? jeg gj?r k?l p? deg og slekta.
For f?r i k?l er godt og n?r du er kokt kan du slappe litt av man =)
Du stryker p? pr?ven her som Hedda sitt underliv p? munnen min =D
