[Round 1: Eurgh]
Ayo, D, is that a tooth in your mouth? Let me borrow that
You're only popping tags if it's slang of the spots you have
Wanna back out now? He should say "yes"
We'll find out who the daddy is if DNA tests
Your name is an acid, you switched leagues to make bread
So I know that you're weak 'cause you see PH less
"Punch your mic around" is the old slogan used
Engineers punch speakers when you're in the vocal booth
He wasn't giving info, but when they put Diz' close to you
Like a warped view, Diz' taught you a lesson and disposed of you
Who remembers when he said "Something, something"? I do
Your wedding vows will probably be "Something, something...I do"
See, if you freestyle now, what we're expecting most to hear
30 "something"s in your bar like an episode of Cheers
"Something, something, the queen," now let me hear something different
All these unoriginal Diana lines, you all got fucking tunnel vision
So it's clear that it's easy to do what Eric writes (Wrights)
You say "It's getting hot in here"...that's a fucking Nelly line!
And when you try, you never hit the target
Your attempts to be smart bomb every time
Never mind, just resort back to stealing from Hollow
You're like a Tumblr account, you just reuse shit from the people you follow
Every time I'm on your Twitter, I see something that means nothing
You need to watch a tutorial to take you through each function
There's "direct message", "favor", "reply", they keep coming
There's other shit to use apart from the "retweet" button
Oh, and one more thing, getting a wack grey T-shirt, stamp and a pattern
Doesn't fucking cancel out the fact that it happened!
Ayo, D, is that a tooth in your mouth? Let me borrow that
You're only popping tags if it's slang of the spots you have
Wanna back out now? He should say "yes"
We'll find out who the daddy is if DNA tests
Your name is an acid, you switched leagues to make bread
So I know that you're weak 'cause you see PH less
"Punch your mic around" is the old slogan used
Engineers punch speakers when you're in the vocal booth
He wasn't giving info, but when they put Diz' close to you
Like a warped view, Diz' taught you a lesson and disposed of you
Who remembers when he said "Something, something"? I do
Your wedding vows will probably be "Something, something...I do"
See, if you freestyle now, what we're expecting most to hear
30 "something"s in your bar like an episode of Cheers
"Something, something, the queen," now let me hear something different
All these unoriginal Diana lines, you all got fucking tunnel vision
So it's clear that it's easy to do what Eric writes (Wrights)
You say "It's getting hot in here"...that's a fucking Nelly line!
And when you try, you never hit the target
Your attempts to be smart bomb every time
Never mind, just resort back to stealing from Hollow
You're like a Tumblr account, you just reuse shit from the people you follow
Every time I'm on your Twitter, I see something that means nothing
You need to watch a tutorial to take you through each function
There's "direct message", "favor", "reply", they keep coming
There's other shit to use apart from the "retweet" button
Oh, and one more thing, getting a wack grey T-shirt, stamp and a pattern
Doesn't fucking cancel out the fact that it happened!
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