THIS IS ONLY FOR FUN-PEOPLE WHO TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY
I FEEL SORRY-POETS THAT POST TO THIS AND TAKE THIS PERSONAL
YOU MIGHT WANT TO CALL FOR PERSONAL HELP-BUT THIS IS JUST A BATTLE
NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY WE ARE HERE JUST FLOWING- SO ON WITH THE BATTLE.....
Okay Okay
If a poet can hang with me
Can spit that fire like me
Then this the time too see
If I have any takers let them be heard
Its Time "Poetry Battle"
Your poetry weak to me
Sorta like Petty Pablo and freek a leek
Smack that taste with this ether see
Crying for help boy Jesus please
Snatch your dreadlocks cut your tee
Im globtrotting to harlem just to shank you B
Im a bad mother-And this is a feature see
I got road rage im gone teach ya see
Step to the franchisee burn bodies like bleach and see
You cant handle the fact lyrics straight release ya see
I speak my mind never bite my tongue ya flea
Listen-I dont need your love
Make up kiss and hug
TLC still fighting scrubs
Plenty waterfalls and a bottle of bud
Slap the sense into your membrane
Shine harder than cadillacs and wood grain
Batalacs you would change
Im a keep doing my thang
Nuts dangle-Balls just hang
Guns spit out my violence man
I advocate killing im the wildest man
Who cares what you think when im wildin man
Suicide door and trap floors seperate the vilonce and...
Tie you down-Watch your scary facial expressions
Persperate cause you scared of the pressure
You bullet proof I can double the plessure
I got cop killers that'll go right through your sweater
Death up on my mind-This aint no scarletts letter
Hatred towards poets i gues that dont make it better
Step to the KING quish you like jelly beans
Invision my world and the horror i've seen
Needles that puncture the soul of fends
Razor blades rip your soul and things
Dangle the bone for all you chicken wings
Battlin Poets well thats my thing
Sincerly,
Tantrum "Last Of My Kind"
I FEEL SORRY-POETS THAT POST TO THIS AND TAKE THIS PERSONAL
YOU MIGHT WANT TO CALL FOR PERSONAL HELP-BUT THIS IS JUST A BATTLE
NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY WE ARE HERE JUST FLOWING- SO ON WITH THE BATTLE.....
Okay Okay
If a poet can hang with me
Can spit that fire like me
Then this the time too see
If I have any takers let them be heard
Its Time "Poetry Battle"
Your poetry weak to me
Sorta like Petty Pablo and freek a leek
Smack that taste with this ether see
Crying for help boy Jesus please
Snatch your dreadlocks cut your tee
Im globtrotting to harlem just to shank you B
Im a bad mother-And this is a feature see
I got road rage im gone teach ya see
Step to the franchisee burn bodies like bleach and see
You cant handle the fact lyrics straight release ya see
I speak my mind never bite my tongue ya flea
Listen-I dont need your love
Make up kiss and hug
TLC still fighting scrubs
Plenty waterfalls and a bottle of bud
Slap the sense into your membrane
Shine harder than cadillacs and wood grain
Batalacs you would change
Im a keep doing my thang
Nuts dangle-Balls just hang
Guns spit out my violence man
I advocate killing im the wildest man
Who cares what you think when im wildin man
Suicide door and trap floors seperate the vilonce and...
Tie you down-Watch your scary facial expressions
Persperate cause you scared of the pressure
You bullet proof I can double the plessure
I got cop killers that'll go right through your sweater
Death up on my mind-This aint no scarletts letter
Hatred towards poets i gues that dont make it better
Step to the KING quish you like jelly beans
Invision my world and the horror i've seen
Needles that puncture the soul of fends
Razor blades rip your soul and things
Dangle the bone for all you chicken wings
Battlin Poets well thats my thing
Sincerly,
Tantrum "Last Of My Kind"