[Intro: Lord of the Bling]
Haha, uh
You want this battle, huh?
Oh, so you a rapper now?
Oh, oh, okay
[Verse 1: Lord of the Bling]
Uh
Here we go again, prepare to meet your end
Just looked you up on Facebook, you have zero friends
This kid's a loser, yo, he ain't even kissed a girl
You write her love letters, I buy her ice and pearls
So how you like me now?
Even Roxanne's in the background saying, "Wow, Bling's got style"
I'm off the gold chain
If you a rapper, why is Kris your backup dancer like an extra on Soul Train?
I see your mommy and your daddy in the front row
They must be embarrassed for you, bro
You're not a real MC, you should quit hip-hop
Now be a good busboy and go get your mop
[Verse 2: Truth]
Bling, you don't want to battle, you're the snake without the rattle
You're the boat without the paddle, you're the duck without the waddle
You're the horse without the saddle, the ranch without the cattle
The day without the shadow; son, I think you should skedaddle
Kick gravel, sayonara, punk, arrivederci
What language do I have to say it in for you to hear me clearly? Adios, amigo, you're over with, finito
This clown couldn't rap anything but my burrito
Haha, uh
You want this battle, huh?
Oh, so you a rapper now?
Oh, oh, okay
[Verse 1: Lord of the Bling]
Uh
Here we go again, prepare to meet your end
Just looked you up on Facebook, you have zero friends
This kid's a loser, yo, he ain't even kissed a girl
You write her love letters, I buy her ice and pearls
So how you like me now?
Even Roxanne's in the background saying, "Wow, Bling's got style"
I'm off the gold chain
If you a rapper, why is Kris your backup dancer like an extra on Soul Train?
I see your mommy and your daddy in the front row
They must be embarrassed for you, bro
You're not a real MC, you should quit hip-hop
Now be a good busboy and go get your mop
[Verse 2: Truth]
Bling, you don't want to battle, you're the snake without the rattle
You're the boat without the paddle, you're the duck without the waddle
You're the horse without the saddle, the ranch without the cattle
The day without the shadow; son, I think you should skedaddle
Kick gravel, sayonara, punk, arrivederci
What language do I have to say it in for you to hear me clearly? Adios, amigo, you're over with, finito
This clown couldn't rap anything but my burrito
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