New to the Game

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I’m new to the rap game, and I’m hungry
So I’m gonna strike without warning
I’m looking for some cooch and your bitch horny
My rhymes fantastic, yours corny
My bars are WMDs, S.W.A.T gon storm me
But that don’t even alarm me
Went to bed with 2 bitches, killed 3
Lil bitch you don’t wanna see me
From the Emerald City, forever rainy
Coming out the cuts and succeeding, Bobby Rainey
 
You think you can battle me? You wrong
I rap from noon to dawn
Beat you with brains n braun
You thought I was losing but I was winning all along
You can get played like a gong,
Smoked like a bong,
I go north korea and drop a bomb
The only green you get is from mowin lawns
You fuck brothers, I fuck moms,
You try and battle me and get stomped
Lemme address the process while I rhyme with finesse
Lift you hos like a bench press
While I jack your money silently, congress
Nonetheless I’m gonna at you faster then a pony express
Smoke you out like cigarettes
You Look like a bitch wearin a fine dress
You impressed yet?
 
Christmas aint the only thing I stole, call me the Grinch
I don’t want yo bitch, she an ugly wench
So I’m gonna chill in this ally with a monkey wrench
I’m gonna collapse his skull, leave him clenched
In agony, don’t battle me, you’ll get wrecked
Kill you and dig a 6 foot trench
Throw yo ass in till the dogs find the stench
And I’m satanic, 666 is what I bench.
 
I’m a straight maniac on the mic, a beast
You bitchess lookin at me hungry, like I was a feast
Little did you know I’m not comin out the east
Comin from Sea-Town, and at the very least
I’ma eat rappers like you and rape your niece
Underground rap, Capital Steez
Cap you with my flow, no need for a piece
You hos gotta work like ferg, I flow with ease
Lemme close this song out, I’m MVP like Malcolm, you’re Reece
That’s it y’all, I’m out. Peace.

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RoughBattler
Member since May 10 2016

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