[Round 1: Lexx Luthor]
No beginning slogan today, we gon’ do this properly
I took our battle serious, Dre, this here a rivalry
I switched my whole shit up for this and shelved the comedy
It’s ironic you got molested, ‘cause y’all ‘bout to see a whole ‘nother side of me (sodomy)!
(*laughs*)
“Hey, it’s Franklin” lookin’ motherfucker
Your whole style’s Attack of the Clones-themed
“Shootin’ dice in Hell is the only way you roll deep”
Ho, please
If you buy your girl some pads, it’s for her slow leak
If I buy your girl some pads - ah-ha! - both knees
Watch out, guys, it’s the Loud Boys - they smoke weed
I’m from Team Homi, I kill people...with my whole team
Who you brought wit’ you? Fuckin’ Bonus...and Holmzie?
Those your OGs? Oh, jeez...
Only reason you got more views than me is because of SMACK
But I’m poppin’ now, lame
And my ass is doin’ numbers: that’s that pocket dial fame
Imagine the headlines - all the bloggers now say
After white boy burnt the house down, they forgot about Dre
Alcoholic, ‘bout to take a Red Stripe to the head like I’m drinkin’ wit’ Rufio
Or school him wit’ a Dangerous Mind - don’t have to listen to Coolio
I got a M-16 wit’ verse fire, and I keep the shit in the studio
Doot-doot-doot-doot! Shit sound like the beginning of Yu-Gi-Oh!
People fall asleep when you rap, Dre
If he asks to spar, say no
He’ll be rehearsing wit’ his wife on the honeymoon, and every bar, bae doze (Barbados)
Someone tell Randy I’m a legend-killer
My flow tighter than his Balmain clothes
And these punches come outta nowhere - that’s why they are (R) KOs!
You shoulda stayed loyal to Beasley, he created fame for you
Instead of running to King of the Dot and sayin’ this ain’t the stage for you
You coulda came to iBattle - we got a chain for you
And that’s word to Rainbow Princess: pussy, I’ll make a name for you!
I said, overreact, and get poked in the throat: I’ll Vulcan a fan
Let somethin’ hot shoot the size of a thot juice and get to moldin’ the can’
I punched wit’ my last two opponents, and both of them ran
I’m Kakashi Sensei, it’s either he wit’ the shit, or he gon’ bolt from the hands
Nerd who? White boy where?
Come see me flex
I know everywhere in New York where the fronto and beedies kept
You lost this one, Dre, but at least your girl can say she beat Lexx
And if the bitch gets pregnant, I’mma push her down the PG steps!
Where’s Quban at?
Quban said he was gonna shoot Patrick Thompson
Who the fuck does he think he is, Ruger Rell?
You lost to GE, lil’ boy - you should shoot yourself!
Suck my dick and write a book about it, Andre
Keep bangin’
No beginning slogan today, we gon’ do this properly
I took our battle serious, Dre, this here a rivalry
I switched my whole shit up for this and shelved the comedy
It’s ironic you got molested, ‘cause y’all ‘bout to see a whole ‘nother side of me (sodomy)!
(*laughs*)
“Hey, it’s Franklin” lookin’ motherfucker
Your whole style’s Attack of the Clones-themed
“Shootin’ dice in Hell is the only way you roll deep”
Ho, please
If you buy your girl some pads, it’s for her slow leak
If I buy your girl some pads - ah-ha! - both knees
Watch out, guys, it’s the Loud Boys - they smoke weed
I’m from Team Homi, I kill people...with my whole team
Who you brought wit’ you? Fuckin’ Bonus...and Holmzie?
Those your OGs? Oh, jeez...
Only reason you got more views than me is because of SMACK
But I’m poppin’ now, lame
And my ass is doin’ numbers: that’s that pocket dial fame
Imagine the headlines - all the bloggers now say
After white boy burnt the house down, they forgot about Dre
Alcoholic, ‘bout to take a Red Stripe to the head like I’m drinkin’ wit’ Rufio
Or school him wit’ a Dangerous Mind - don’t have to listen to Coolio
I got a M-16 wit’ verse fire, and I keep the shit in the studio
Doot-doot-doot-doot! Shit sound like the beginning of Yu-Gi-Oh!
People fall asleep when you rap, Dre
If he asks to spar, say no
He’ll be rehearsing wit’ his wife on the honeymoon, and every bar, bae doze (Barbados)
Someone tell Randy I’m a legend-killer
My flow tighter than his Balmain clothes
And these punches come outta nowhere - that’s why they are (R) KOs!
You shoulda stayed loyal to Beasley, he created fame for you
Instead of running to King of the Dot and sayin’ this ain’t the stage for you
You coulda came to iBattle - we got a chain for you
And that’s word to Rainbow Princess: pussy, I’ll make a name for you!
I said, overreact, and get poked in the throat: I’ll Vulcan a fan
Let somethin’ hot shoot the size of a thot juice and get to moldin’ the can’
I punched wit’ my last two opponents, and both of them ran
I’m Kakashi Sensei, it’s either he wit’ the shit, or he gon’ bolt from the hands
Nerd who? White boy where?
Come see me flex
I know everywhere in New York where the fronto and beedies kept
You lost this one, Dre, but at least your girl can say she beat Lexx
And if the bitch gets pregnant, I’mma push her down the PG steps!
Where’s Quban at?
Quban said he was gonna shoot Patrick Thompson
Who the fuck does he think he is, Ruger Rell?
You lost to GE, lil’ boy - you should shoot yourself!
Suck my dick and write a book about it, Andre
Keep bangin’
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