[Round 1: Madflex]
Big moment I guess, I took this thing a long way
I’m still rap rapping, he's still doin this sing along game
They said you need a plate
I told em, "You can bring an entree"
They said, "Can you get three in front of K?"
I said I’m bringing Andre
What the fuck we doin?
Cause when I'm through with him
He masking all his screams with a long face
All day
For those at home who keep score, it's home row on a keyboard
When I start this out with the middle finger on K
I'm gonna kill this mothafucker
Bitch, I'll put you on the floor in a stall for an hour: you a filibuster
I don't feel the buster
I'm sayin, right now?
We can lay this mic (Mike) down like the Thriller cover
Fuck you!
You a punk too
Lets see the kick, the punch, oooh!
The lifetime temper tantrums
We don't trust you!
Who planned this move?
Bitch, miss me with the attitude
You sittin on an L and It's a capital; Baton Rouge
Get a mixture of bat and rouge
It only take one hit
But this bitch? Ooh
He can still get the bitty bitty bop like 'Cantaloop'
Hey, what the fuck you think I plan to do?
I’ll slap this dude
I’m saying that the day they booked you is the day they banished you
I'm spinnin' these gems until they run it all back: Crash Bandicoot
My maaaan
This shit is sad, we been cool
But this match coulda been Mook
It doesn't matter
Catch at Ludacris hook, you all packagin bitch moves
I ain’t having the shit, dude
You gonna catch one in the kisser, sleepin' on me in the ring: boy, it's Ravishing Rick Rude!
This shit smooth!
Oooh
Your body language so sad, I won't ask what it's been through
Just stay angry, lil' fuck boy
This weekend is for business
You can miss me with the speakin' with conviction
{To Organik} You lied to me on all fronts
"We out here Flex, meeting the conditions
Here's a big name!"
"Bigg" name
Sneaky little bitches
As far as battle rap goes I'm the actual blueprint
My resume got so much English on it, you can grab me a pool stick
I’ve fucked up bigger dudes than you
Little homie the hands can get ruthless
I'll make your stand up look foolish
If I scrap with you it's this match with you
'Cause I'm thankful I don't see a threat of lateral movement
Aye, Cinderella sister: don't get mad cause the shoes fits
You wanna be like me, but you can’t 'cause you’re stupid
Let’s off the games
But if a problem came
I still got the hammer at the end of the day like the Stock Exchange
All that lip next to a Gorilla, you Bob the Brain
Not today
One step, I slump Ken
It getting high he closer to a dream you Goapale
Somebody tell this Redneck I'm off the chain
Before i treat this league like Red neck, and pull off the chain
Let him fuckin' rap man
Big moment I guess, I took this thing a long way
I’m still rap rapping, he's still doin this sing along game
They said you need a plate
I told em, "You can bring an entree"
They said, "Can you get three in front of K?"
I said I’m bringing Andre
What the fuck we doin?
Cause when I'm through with him
He masking all his screams with a long face
All day
For those at home who keep score, it's home row on a keyboard
When I start this out with the middle finger on K
I'm gonna kill this mothafucker
Bitch, I'll put you on the floor in a stall for an hour: you a filibuster
I don't feel the buster
I'm sayin, right now?
We can lay this mic (Mike) down like the Thriller cover
Fuck you!
You a punk too
Lets see the kick, the punch, oooh!
The lifetime temper tantrums
We don't trust you!
Who planned this move?
Bitch, miss me with the attitude
You sittin on an L and It's a capital; Baton Rouge
Get a mixture of bat and rouge
It only take one hit
But this bitch? Ooh
He can still get the bitty bitty bop like 'Cantaloop'
Hey, what the fuck you think I plan to do?
I’ll slap this dude
I’m saying that the day they booked you is the day they banished you
I'm spinnin' these gems until they run it all back: Crash Bandicoot
My maaaan
This shit is sad, we been cool
But this match coulda been Mook
It doesn't matter
Catch at Ludacris hook, you all packagin bitch moves
I ain’t having the shit, dude
You gonna catch one in the kisser, sleepin' on me in the ring: boy, it's Ravishing Rick Rude!
This shit smooth!
Oooh
Your body language so sad, I won't ask what it's been through
Just stay angry, lil' fuck boy
This weekend is for business
You can miss me with the speakin' with conviction
{To Organik} You lied to me on all fronts
"We out here Flex, meeting the conditions
Here's a big name!"
"Bigg" name
Sneaky little bitches
As far as battle rap goes I'm the actual blueprint
My resume got so much English on it, you can grab me a pool stick
I’ve fucked up bigger dudes than you
Little homie the hands can get ruthless
I'll make your stand up look foolish
If I scrap with you it's this match with you
'Cause I'm thankful I don't see a threat of lateral movement
Aye, Cinderella sister: don't get mad cause the shoes fits
You wanna be like me, but you can’t 'cause you’re stupid
Let’s off the games
But if a problem came
I still got the hammer at the end of the day like the Stock Exchange
All that lip next to a Gorilla, you Bob the Brain
Not today
One step, I slump Ken
It getting high he closer to a dream you Goapale
Somebody tell this Redneck I'm off the chain
Before i treat this league like Red neck, and pull off the chain
Let him fuckin' rap man
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