TSR Rap Battle

Your rhymes are weak, why bother speak?
Now observe as I lay down the beat,

We don't care for your toilet habits kid,
The only impression your raps leave are the skids,
Maybe, next time you should bring the book,
Take a look,
Then that history can be retook,

And while you're thinking,
Don't forget to stop that canoe from sinking,
While I'm drinking,
As you row,
I'm on my boat,
Amused by your attempts to float,

Don't worry too much though,
We don't want that bed to turn brown,
Try not to break down,
But that's not a problem for you,
There's not much that you'll flatter,
Cos you lack the amount of grey matter,
It's all just mindless chatter,

So next time you enter a rap battle please understand,
Try to put some thought into the words,
Make those rhymes less bland,
So you'll actually be heard,
Because I'm the man that your mother preferred,

Because this place has literally become a ghost town and then that song came in my head. Also I could just imagine some noob trying to write a flip to me saying it's a ghost town.

Your mum's a ghost town.

Happy?

Lyrical **** there.

Your mum's lyrical **** there.

It's Ten times funnier that you would say that,
When you and your mum, only have a ten year age gap.

When I see your bars, I'm not too sure what you mean,
Me? I'm like one of those little shops with an alcove which leads to a larger shop - I've got a lot more in store than it originally seems.

It's means she had you when she was ten years old,
By the time I was ten years old, I had spit for ten years cold,
Your more like a shop that only sells gay mags in grey bags,
But the only thing thats selling out, his names mad and he has a corner shop like a-rabs.

Loooooool
Lool
...loooool
Lool
Lol
Looool
You get me bruv...looool
Loooool
One more time man..
Loooool

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Arabic guys don't man corner shops, and I sure as hell ain't Indian,
I hear your girl Diana's in for surprise,
Took my dick and put it in Dian,
You wouldn't fight for this love,
So I'd win Dian,
I'd tie that cow up, I'd even skin Dian,
I don't hate Dian, she's great Dian, I'm just a massive fan of a steak Dian.
BARS!

Arabic guys don't man corner shops, and I sure as hell ain't Indian,
I hear your girl Diana's in for surprise,
Took my dick and put it in Dian,
You wouldn't fight for this love,
So I'd win Dian,
I'd tie that cow up, I'd even skin Dian,
I don't hate Dian, she's great Dian, I'm just a massive fan of a steak Dian.
BARS!

You say bars! But thats up for interprataion,
As you rap about Dian, when Cheryls your inspiration,
This is a battle ground, you don't murder rounds,
You need to turnaround, No Girls Aloud (allowed)

I know I used a Cheryl Cole song, I am ****ing aware,
Because you Girls need to Promise This you won't stop and Stare,,
No No No, Jump out and Let It Rain fire,
My Three Words end your life like a funeral pyre,
**** you, cut your Parachute so you're like "I'm Falling!",
You're just annoyingly persistent like when Ashley kept calling.

Cheryl cole bars on the regs now Maddo is all girl power,
Dude wouldn't come hard if he walked in a girls showers,
I could survive if this was live, but you know I rock viral,
It's like I cop glocks, how I drop shots and pop idols.

When I appear, girls give me brains - call me donor card,
But you just used gun bars mate, them's loner bars,
Cheryl Cole bars done now, time to make up some doper bars,
But I strive for astrologic success, so I quote the stars,
You be gathering up **** non-stop like a pathological hoarder,
I'll be controlling your gun bars, I'm the UK Border.
It's time to declare the punishment you deserve,
Because using guns is a crime in every sense of the word.
Purrfikt

I like hanging out at daycares
Molesting little kids, and cutting their hair