Battle II

Okay

You're first mistake was fucking asking for a rematch

The lyrics that I wrote before this verse man, I don't see that

Arguing about it's not gonna change the way it happened

But the second time, I'm gonna make it like I had imagined

Starting out in a flow like a monster

This bar's made of gold, hundred thousand fucking dollars

You can say you're a god, If you are, the I'm Kratos

You say you're big, I'll take you apart like you were legos

I'll build you back up, and you'll still be a bitch

You may as well get in the kitchen and go make me a sandwich

Misogynist jokes aside, I think you'd better run on home

'Cause when I get fucking pissed, I'll rip you up like styrofoam

And leave you more fucking broken than if I dropped a glass

And not the ones with more plastic than a Kardashian's ass