battle rap
• Written by casperthegh0st
Yo watch out, this boy's claims he's got clout
He throws punches, he's fought fifty bouts
throws in the towel, my rhymes too foul
he's on the prowl, lookin' for his woman
I stole her, she likes men who act bolder
More like the joker, a bank broker
Gave him a token of her affection
Learnin' his lesson, tail between legs
Gets pegged, wrecked and upset, go ahead
Let the lead tied by your ankles drag,
Ya know you've got this in the mad bag
All the brags and games of tag are over
You're under the mountains deep in Dover
How did you get there? I dunno,
Don't interrupt my flow, I kick the door
You're on the floor, pen and pad in hand
Time for your rhymes to find a new land
I'm takin' over, armies of soldiers
Pound at the door, we wait till four,
It opens, you've just awoken, lookin' broke,
Do you have time for another joke?
Tokes up, froze up, eavesdrop on me,
As I rhyme, you ask for more, i tell ya
I pay by the hour, you look for the door.
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casperthegh0st
Member since July 3 2019