Lil_Demyn
ya'll made a cage out of the battledome/
soft a** dudes tryin to rap a poem/
if ya need rules to flow just leave rap alone/
ya'll meek like mice so i get my rattle on/
somebody put that ol school track back on/
duh nuh nuh nuh yeah, that's that song/
you in a tube but yo paddles gone/
i'm a shark in the dark lookin for somethin to snack upon/
you a p***y and i'm attackin thong/
betcha wish you stayed your a** at home/
alright i'm done i'll leave them fags alone/
This ain't done yet I'm 'bout to enter the rap zone
From the throne, prone to spit off the top of my dome
I'm unknown yet the rhymes I honed are set in stone
These fakes moan and groan, all ready to pick a bone
But all alone I blow off them drones like cyclones
Those rappers are bitches, no they can't flow without a period
Take the fools out with ease, the number I've ruined is myriad
See people like me and Demyn are hated by these mad cats
Cats who can't rap fast and flows wack when asked to spit on grand tracks
Now there's no meat in their songs, and the fans' stomachs are grumbling
I'm tired of their mumbling on freestyles, they're stumbling, tumbling
Just forget these soft rappers whose skills that are crumbling
'Cause there's rappers with talent looking to become king