Battles Oddzilla awaiting a challenger...
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Literal verbal word stews
- Gives you alliterative bird flu
- Ginzu clever I'll forkin curve you
- Carve his crew in two then serve the food
- Bars hard he actin all perturbed dude
- Before your burnt or your curfew see if you
- Can chew just a few more bites off of Doom
- mmmmmmm.......I think your brain needs the food
- That sick sheep shiek line was clean as fuck kid
- Slick as shit you straight tripped - just didn't know it
- Guess it's true that every poet's a fool
- But ain't every fucking fool a poet
- Fuck with me I'll drown you cool in a can of Moet
- Blowin arctic snow in yet the son's shine still showin
- The few words I spew fly so flowin- they an air craft carrier
- Various poet warrior -who are you stooped in his area
- Very nearly severed in two before I bury ya and the
- Wearier weathered bones in the eternal inferno hysteria
- Hang 'Em up High the more the merrier- and I'm fucking Dirty Harrier
- Inspector scarier - Enforcer of the Magnum Forcefield barrier
- Straight razor laced and glazed in malaria from Bavaria
- The drunken Aquarius reptilian Gungan Gojira
- God Odd Zilly silly psycho encyclopedia
- Stuck fighting Uncle Bunk's "Wack-apedia"
- Cracking me up, need a Snack and you my lunch
- Welcome to the Stately reigning Brainy Bunch
- Wayne is still little while you be rainin' his dust
- Lasagna has a G in the middle what the fuck
- Now you watching Mean Girls WAY TOO FUCKING much
- Caught ya queen clean bitch now I gotta bust
- It's the Laissez-faire gust ya better duck
- Cause just like Drake you are fake-as-fuck
- Flow down my road in a dusty dump truck
- The worst mistakes you made are your words
- Not even Bob Ross turn em into birds
- He leave em dismembered now just remember
- Which one of us spit that frigid December
- Before I fricassee ya fat with the last glowing embers
- Stupendous surrender inDiscern-able from butter I render
- He utter an offender I mean as one wTho entered my temper
- Wish he could write his hits like this, Just go ask Miss St Nicholas
- To see her husbands Christmas checklist-Aw heck miss, Dis expected
- To get Reckless well check this I commence to dispense his
- Disappointment concerned and burned discontent
- Sit and spin or fuckin quit buckin to the benevolent
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