Random Hiro
[-D.O.C-]
Random Hiro
Cracker?
A cracker?
You're a wanna be rapper.
You a wanna be gangsta capper.
Fool you get no where with your rhymes.
You probably copying other peoples lines.
You're a joke and here comes the punch.
I'll chew you up like jerky and eat you for lunch.
You're just another wannabe from the un-ghetto ghetto.
Go back to Bel-Aire you aint no prince just a fake negro.
You a disgrace to your race and you cant keep the pace.
You should never show your face and just die in place.
ok this is the type of f** who couldnt throw a punch
i have a hunch , its not jerky but d**k you eat for lunch
in the book of your defeat im the beginning and the end
you cant defend, your rhymes are all pretend
you lame-brain, i stay game
for whatever bullshit you puttin out
your rhymes as loose as ya girl cuz all she do is be puttin out
this is bootcamp
where we weed the pussies out
thats all you do borrow lines and just p***y out
so shut your mouth , this pen i have
will cut and bleed you till you drought
twisted sorry i had too
Okay, the problems:
ok this is the type of f** who couldnt throw a
punch 1
i have a hunch , its not jerky but d**k you eat for
lunch 2
in the book of your defeat im the beginning and the end
you cant defend, your rhymes are all pretend
you lame-brain, i stay game
for whatever bullshit you puttin
out 3
your rhymes as loose as ya girl cuz all she do is be puttin
out 4
this is bootcamp
where we weed the pussies
out 5
thats all you do borrow lines and just p***y
out 6
so shut your mouth , this pen i have
will cut and bleed you till you drought
1 and 2: You used the same rhyme as me.
3,4,5, and 6: You rhymed the same word 5 times you dumb ******** the hell out of here before you make a damn fool of yourself.
Now the come-back:
Look at this b***h look at him now/
He's in the Rapper's Haven and makes all of us frown/
He's a wanna be who could never be/
A true emcee or anything as far as i can see/
Cant you tell that everything you say is a joke/
If the game was a sitcom he'd be a comedy show/
He rhymed the same word four times/
And he even used my lunch punchline/
How could his d**k possibly be in my mouth/
I mean you the one who started at his north and went down south/
Yeah south, the only dirty south you ever been too/
You aint a rapper, emcee, gangsta, thug, so what's new/
I just hit you with ice like the winter season/
And you better get tested, I didn't call it his dirty south for no reason//