Who Wants to Pokemon Rap Battle?

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[set to Kottonmouth King's 'Good As Gold']

Hey whassup Im ash's rival its G. Oak

your opinion of me is a real joke

just because i was competing with ash in the first episode

but what youll learn is im really an okay bloke

got my red convertible that thing really goes

bitches follow me like im fernando

my kingler was bigger than ashes you know

and my doduo evolved into a dodrio

OG here from Kanto-o-o

Pokemon master yeah you know-know-know

Was Champ at Indigo Plateau-o-o

go blastoise go blastoise go blastoise go

 
So I am guessing that's a no, you don't know what multisyllavle means.

Rhyme anything with boxing ring? Really fool? Please

Rhymin only the last syllable, don't you know any better?

My response to you is the 6th and21st letter

If you think youre rhymes are above mine, you must get delusions dude

But I know anything after one syllable is just confusin you

See^ I rhymed confusion with delusion, and dude with you

But your rhymes are played out, just a crude bitch too

Throw you onto a highway like My name is jigglypuff

So just give up and finally just king me, tough

Tough for you that I'm the better competitor

Getting your mom, wetter than if I bled on her

But it was the other way around, if you get the picture.

This shit is holy like the fucking Pokemon scripture.
 
no, i don't know what "multisyllavle" rap is, you talk like you got a mouth full of jizzyou should stop rapping, this aint your biz, you even sound worse than the new wiz

just go back to school, show me your class, cuz i hear theres gonna be pop quiz

i'm sad to do it but i gotta pop your little bubble like its soda fizz

you cant get delusions, man, just delusional, kid

my lyrics are guns, yours are slimy like a squid

if for auction are your girlfriends buns, here's the gluttons bid

put my dick in a box just for fun, then she opened the lid

your rhyme scheme isnt equal, that shit hardly even makes sense 14

looking forward to the sequel, so much i'm dyin' from suspense 16

sex with your girlfriend, all consensual, it got intense

she told me you were heterosexual, a false pretense

throw me on a highway, the reference wasnt strong

your rhymes are childs play, c'mon lick my dong

scripture you say, of all the pokemon

if its that way, mine are the fucking Quran

 
I almost wanna quit, I know you won't get the message

Soon enough you'll know I'm the best, and you got bested

My rhyme schemes make sense, they're just not boringly simple

Pop me like a soda bubble and get popped like a pimple

If you wanna compete, you better step your shit up a notch

Can't even multisyllable,but you're up to your neck in crotch

Look at my rhymes, complex and well thought out

While you rhyme strong and dong like its kindergarten, and you just got out

While rap is and mouth full of jizz technically rhyme

It sounds bad and doesn't belong in any rap, especially mine.

You sound outdated, your rhymes belong in the 80s

Mine are ahead of my time, and get mad crazy ladies

Your less than nothing,minuscule, a fucking sick prick

I'll stab you with pikachus ears in the eye, leave you lookin like slick Rick.
 
i level up my dragonite too 100 then i say shit this is boring, and reset my game cause everyone knows you cant have 2 saves then i begin another quest after 10 consecutive minutes of dialogue and name changin. got to pick your pokemon water fire grass shiny bulbasur i will not pass this oppurtunity up its once in a lifetime unless your a nerd and like resetting for a shiny. hahaha such a shitty rap
 
if you knew what multisyllable was, you wouldn't call me out on itbecause you don't follow the laws, just like a fucking brit

my raps just are insane, straight up magical like david blaine

fuck crowning you i'll keep my reign, to me you're just a shitstain

your raps may get ladies, but they're straight out of the 80's

they're kinda shady, i'll meet you in Hades, roll up in my Mercedes

i may be a prick, but you're a raging homosexual

but at least i have a dick, you're just on your menstrual

you're Nidoqueen, i'm Nidoking, you can hear the bitches sing

fuckin bitches getting money like i'm charlie sheen

you're just Growlithe, i'm motherfucking Arcanine

on the ground, i see you write, while i'm doin' just fine

you think you're the best, you're just depressed, because your girls chest is recessed

i must confess i'm not impressed, you should straight up be suppressed

you just suck like Earl, or Poliwhirl, now feel my Poliwrath

like Wanted, my bullets curl, and you're standing in its flight path

 
I know what It means, and I know you can't do it

I may be ranting but al least my rants fluid

I say your rhymes are from the 80s, so what do you do?

Use the same line back at me, you don't know anything, do you dude

Your scheme is what a shitty rapper does to seem complex

Pack a bunch of shitty rhymes in a shitty verse, I think I'll move on, NEXT.

You can rhyme 80s ten times, good for you

As I said thats a front, something you shouldn't do

I am not a homosexual, or I wouldn't have fucked your mother

But I fucked her harder that a hockey puck thur brother

Calling yourself andre the giant is an oxymoron

Your dick is smaller than your mother, and she's a foxy whore son.

If you haven't realized by now your not on my level you hoe

Then just accept your defeat, it's inevitable.

 
maybe if you typed correctly, we could understand your rapsbut it sounds more like what a retarded kids says, when he faps

you call yourself boob, i doubt you've ever even seen one

kid to me you're just a noob, open your mouth and insert a gun

my raps are clear and clean, straight translucence

your raps are like gibberish, and you're a nuisance

just a kid writing words, you're getting random luck

i'm a kid from the northwest, a handsome fuck

you "fucked her harder that a hockey puck thur brother", what the fuck does that mean

you must be a homosexual, black dick loving, blowjob machine

i suggest you leave, save the saline, because your raps are unclean

mine hit you like tambourine, get out, just bounce like a trampoline

ya i'm Andre the Giant, a picture you couldn't identify

looks like you need to get on the web, your knowledge diversify

my defeat isn't inevitable, in fact it's the direct opposite

my win will put you down, like an anesthesiologist

so climb back in your hole, you little fucking hermit

unless you want to reply, in this battle you'll recommit

then i'll keep ripping you, tearing you, until you submit

because i'll beat your ass like rihanna, or until i see fit

 
Hermit and recommit hardly rhyme you flamboyant fuck

Go back to your hobbies , like slamming boys and such

If you knew anything you'd know by now that I've won it

Anything that you spit, Ive probably done it

Cause you're flow lacks originality, you see

Usually you're posted up in an alley,seein D

Cause you're gay as fuck and you can't contain it

My shit is unreachable you'll never attain it

It's like I'm in your blind spot, cause bitch you cant see me

What's hard for you for me is easy, I can write in an hour what takes you three weeks

Don't get me started, I'm still warming up

Your boyfriend leave you with a scorching butt?

You don't want repercussions, I'm the reapers cousin

And I got him on speed dial so look out when his beepers buzzin

Your shit belongs in a fourth grade classroom

I gotta go, apparently your mom wants some ass soon.

 
i'll start out like you did, calling out what rhymes and doesn'tme and three weeks, a rhyme that definitely wasn't

since this battle has been goin' on for merely days

thinking of three weeks, you're clearly in a haze

you may be warming up, but i've already preheated your girlfriends oven

just like Fogell from superbad, she was callin' me McLovin'

what do you do down in hell? maybe go and take a hike

you say you're the reaper's cousin, what's his nutsack taste like?

if my lyrics are fourth grade, yours aren't even elementary

they come from the pearly gates, heaven's port of entry

you tried to rhyme it and it, although that works

rhyming the same word doesn't give you flow perks

callin' me out, that my lyrics lack originality, but they have more sting than yours, like police brutality

the technicality and punctuality and my lyrics illegality bring even the biggest immortals down into mortality, just scratch me another fatality

bitch, how's your anal personality?

 
See rhymes with three, and me rhymes with weeks idiot

And I rhymed attaind with contain, not it and it see what I did?

I see you still haven't taken my advice and moved up from one syllable

You're a fucking kitten, and I'm a kitten killa fool

I can rhyme at a slow or a fast pace,

I don't know about nutsack, but ask your mom how my ass tastes.

My raps are off the dome, yours you probably wrote ages ago

In the time you reply, I've written pages yo

Youre wack and delusional, and you don't even realize it

Maybe look at your rhymes through some real eyes kid

Call your shit a bogey, it ain't up to par

Can't wait til you walk in to me and your mom fuckin hard.

I'll admit it, your last verse wasn't half bad

Everything else was fucking terrible, and I gotta say that's that.

I actually adress your disses, not just brush them off,

And I can defend every one of my lines and rhymes, prepare to get crushed, you're soft.

And my Internet glitches or it would have been up ten minutes ago
 
have a woman lick your ass, wow, only a queer would say thatyou and your boyfriend play with your dicks like its mortal combat

if you look at most my rhymes you'll see they're more than one syllable

i should make you pay for this shit, make a company so its billable

to me you're just a dirty anal fiend, someone i find killable

i'll straight up kill you like i'm cain, and your name is abel

the only dome you're off of, refers to your boyfriends dick

i'd get rid of you just because it's practical, realpolitik

who cares how fast you reply, this isn't a marathon

i'm just sitting back and writing, sippin' Dom Perignon

you should learn from what i write, i'm a rap paragon

fuck you over cyberspace, like my homie Porygon

you say i think my shit's a bogey, more like an eagle

my shit's good enough to shoot up, hypodermic needle

you can't crush me or shush me, i'm cleaning like i've been scrub brushing, fuck you over like some miners in the gold rush see, because i'm unstoppable like a royal flush, your wounds are all gushy
 
You want a reply here you go

Don't be a hero though, or I'll burn you searing slow

Some of your rhymes are More than one syllable, however

Ones that would sound better as, aren't,I'm gonna pull the lever

And drop the hammer, stop the plan sir

I'm fucking x8 sick, like Octo cancer

Apparently you like your rhymes dumbed down and mediocre

You want it all but you'll never get it, a greedy ogre

Judging by your pictures, you're about 13

I doubt you got Dom Perignon, try apple juice, it's dirt cheap

Nothing you say can stand to this chronic demonic,

Your flow is oxymoronic, and your rhymes are soft like sonnets

I can rip you the fuck apart in a freestyle

I'll call your grandma say fuck you, hang up and then hit redial

I'm hardly senile,but I'm still in denial, leaving one dead body stacked up in three piles

I'm a sick fuck, who needs his dick sucked,

What's your moms number? I need a big slut to be picked up

Your softener than a banana that's been out in the sun

I'm the rowdiest one, leave you counting your thumbs

Cause you'll be so fucked up you can't think straight

Your mom got her tits raped and I got my dick played

Like a joy stick, this boys thick

Go back to sucking Roy's dick

Im Up in the air like Danny mcbride and clooney

I'm looney, you're moody, and your mother blew me.

 
your third line makes no sense, according to grammatical structureyou probably wrote that while taking it in the ass, anal rupture

judging by your profile, i'll say that you're eleven

and by your raps you're seven, showing no progression

you talk about cancer like you're a doctor

what i think you need is a new medical proctor

you say my raps are dumbed down and mediocre

i bet you don't get half the words i use, they're golden like ochre

13 and cheap could never rhyme, not how you rap at least

but after this one this time, i hope you'll be deceased

cool you can freestyle, i don't give a fuck

because i do this for the sport, i do it for the love

your body might not be senile, but your rhymes are ancient

but my reaction to your raps is nothing short of complacent

all you can write about is how you think you fucked my mom

that's all you got, i've got way more heat, thermonuclear bomb

you spelled softer "softener", how does that even happen?

spittin' on your grammar cuz i'm Reptar, komodo dragon

who the fuck is roy? is he your gay ass boy toy?

you're raps are all just fake, mine are the real mccoy

the game is over man, just admit i'm the winner

all there is to say is i'm the master, and you're the beginner

 
Thirt-dirt teen-cheap,

It's in the pronunciation, you freakin geek

Please tell me, how did my third line make no sense,

You're so dense, all you do is grope gents, my rhymes are potent

No, me fucking your mom isn't all I've got

I've got rhymes that are always hot and will make call the cops like you all got shot

Cause the way I'm crushing you, it should be considered battery

You're mad at me? Just cause your mom wanted to have at me and my flattery?

Ral mature, go back to what you're best at

Unless that is having the best rap, cause I won that deathmatch

I'll never admit you beat me, cause I don't admit to false accusations

I'll smack your face and/ leave you looking like a fucking fat Jew Asian

In other words you will look pretty unnatural

You have a good line 2 battles ago, you just crashed though

You can keep going but the winner is clear like crisp resolution

I'll start a revolution from Texas, Houston all about how you need vast improvements.
 
line number four, what horrible fucking flowthat one made me wanna cut off my ear like van gogh

give it to your girl, she'd think that shit's romantic

better than you, cuz you're just sucking man dick

teen and cheap don't rhyme, you're a fucking moron

so much that bo0b and rapping could be an oxymoron

and then you do it again, rhyming terribly

cheap and geek don't work, you need speech therapy

this isn't call of duty, there aint no deathmatch

but if i was, your head i would fuckin detach

you want to start a revolution, like KONY 2012

but you'll just end up in the street, pleasuring yourself

unnatual and though could not rhyme in a century

it looks as though your flow is really quite rudimentary

i hope this isn't how you get paid, trying to rap everyday

cuz honestly you'd be better at reffing the WNBA

your resolution isn't crisp, you're still watching in 360p

while in 1080 i'm watching vids of your chicks double d's

she called me the winner, like michael phelps the swimmer

she says go back over the wall, you fucking Berliner

the only thing unnatural you'll see out of me,

is how i use my crazy vocabulary

i'm a reckoning force, call me the constabulary

that one should be self explanatory

but if it wasn't, let me make it clear

you're such a queer, just go look in the mirror

didn't hear me that time? i'll shout it to your inner ear

you suck more dick than the lebron-less cavaliers

 
I'm writing this shit acapella, so I'll disregard your point about line four

Whereas you rhymed moron with moron, wow, that's some fine form

And as I said before, it's in the pronunciation

You're just a bouncing gay son, I'll pounce and your days done

Unnat- crashed tural- though,

though I wouldn't expect you to understand, you're a rural hoe

Again, it's in the pronunciation , you fucking idiot

You only good at sucking giddy kids and fucking ugly, shitty tits

If I have to prove that I'm more fluid I'll do it

Screw it, holy shit you're stupid, I'm making love to this like the new kid Cupid

You can't comprehend or pretend that you understand my shit

You're just another Stan I'll hit, cause that's where you blundered man, er, bitch

I can't believe I mistook you for a man, it won't happen again,

now please exit and leave rap to the men, before Im smackin you freind

You're crying out, saying please don't smack me

But youre lacking, I'm wacky, where as you're just wack, g

I think it's high time you accept your position

Second best, right after me, for a poor rendition

I'm rhyming at least two syllables every verse

And that's why, to you, I'll forever be first
 
idiot and did don't rhymethey never have, they never will

you sound a little mad son

forget to take your pill?

I'll shit on you like US citizens on Rick Santorum

You should just give up, get off this thread, get off this forum

Your raps are weak and dull

Like a guitar without the amp on

Whats that? You wanna tag along?

It's ok, we'll wait for you to get your tampon

You sound like a ranting 12 year old

Your brain obviously doesn't function

Gotta go? Got more dicks to suck?

Multi-dick consumption?
 
Good, because I never Tried to rhyme them in the first place

Stop replying, that's my word space, don't make me slap this nerds face

If you wanna start with me, at least have something more than a basic flow

I see your verse and raise it though, are you mad I didn't answer back to your praises ho?

Your rhymes are lacking, honestly the worst ever

You coming in first? Never.So go back and grab your fucking purse heather

You could maybe beat Andre, but me? That's a fantasy

Your victory, will stay hidden like Atlantis g. I'm the praying mantis b.

And I will destroy you and everything you stand for

You man whore, now look at the damn score.

I won't go any further, waste any more lines on you

So back down, it's your time to lose.
 
"Good, because I never Tried to rhyme them in the first place

Stop replying, that's my word space, don't make me slap this nerds face

If you wanna start with me, at least have something more than a basic flow

I see your verse and raise it though, are you mad I didn't answer back to your praises ho?

Your rhymes are lacking, honestly the worst ever

You coming in first? Never.So go back and grab your fucking purse heather

You could maybe beat Andre, but me? That's a fantasy

Your victory, will stay hidden like Atlantis g. I'm the praying mantis b.

And I will destroy you and everything you stand for

You man whore, now look at the damn score.

I won't go any further, waste any more lines on you

So back down, it's your time to lose."

^ second rap i'm replying to, all in one

now lets put your shitty lyrics, to a lyrical evaluation

adding a letter at the end, do you have mental retardation?

you try and tell me your rhymes are in the pronunciation

but according to rap etiquette, there's no logical relation

what the fuck does your fifth line say, do you have minor studder?

or was it just a typo, a technological blunder

i've just been ripping you apart, you're about to be torn asunder

thanks to the raps they're screamin' to me, IS HE THE BOY WONDER?

you say your rhyme two syllable, in every verse

you can't do more than two, your rhyming isn't diverse

higher syllable words, you need to intersperse

and before you open your mouth, try and rehearse

adding g and b, place and face, how original and clever

if you listen to my rhymes, they'll take you on an intellectual endeavor

your raps just suck, they aren't very well put together

because i silence all you say, i'm the lyrical suppressor

you had no rhyme after purse, so you just threw in heather

looks like losing is getting to you, like atmospheric pressure

see i can rhyme better than you, better than you altogether

because all you're doing is showing us, musical displeasure

just learn your position, like a European soccer team

soon people will call me the modern day Socrates

sittin' back, getting thanked for my philosophies

and you'll just keep actin' like you're Sophocles

i'm calling you out, like a search and destroy mission

it looks like your past content has suffered from malnutrition

cuz you're all choppy, i'm smooth like a jazz musician

your raps lack a lot of things, like dramatic composition

last time i checked, i'm still ahead by one

did that shoot your esteem down, antiaircraft gun

looks like we've found out, who wasn't daddies' favorite son

cuz everything you write isn't good enough, underdone

for four lines up there, you couldn't rhyme at all

just go back to that gay city, what's it called? Montreal

looks like you hit rapper's block, but it was a stone wall

throw you off a bridge, you'd be fallin' like a rag doll

why can i rap so good? i'm part of the Illuminati

since i told you that, i'll drown you in the adriatic sea

in lyrical composition, i hold a master's degree

you're just the scum of the earth, petite bourgeoisie

now to finish don't say shit, to the homie PrairieSteeze,

or i'll mess up your internals, like Hodgkin's Disease

nobody wants you around, you're like a communicable disease,

hopefully soon you'll be dead, forever catchin' z's

 
The letter b stands for bro, g for gangster

Which you clearly are not, but neither am I,thanks sir

And if its not in the pronunciation, how did eminem rhyme orange

To you my skills are foreign like tourin, when it's raining it's pouring

And you're right in the middle of a thunderstorm

If you're winning the judges are majorly underscorin

Me, and youre a bit off with your next remark too

I'm a great white, you homos? Youre Shark food.

I rhymed three syllables eleven times in my rap against prairiesteez

Set me up with somebody else not these fairies please

And I rhymed purse with worst, ever with heather

You think you're clever, but you never will sever

The ties I have to the throne,

That's last line? Rhymed five syllables straight off of the dome.

And I didn't just add place and face to the mix

That is the time, and where he will get smacked,unlike you not with dicks.

You fucking rhymed disease and disease, what a weak effort

Using you as an example ill show how to destroy a weak "expert"

If you really think you're an expert stopp kidding yourself

I am my dads favorite son, unlike you, you hideous elf.

You'll never get the point , like a cat chasing a laser

I'll shock you with a fully equipped razor blade tazer

Leave you gasping like a fish out of water

That's for thinking rhymes coming out your bitch mouth are hotter
 
why would you call me out, for not being a bro or a gangsterwhen you say you aren't either, you're your own ego's saboteur

eminem rhymed orange with door hinge, because they're pararhymes

like how i rhyme complex words, just read between the lines

see what i did there? threw in words that don't completely work

but it still works, thanks to linguistic theory, now don't go berserk

you must be a fool, since tourin is a type of french soup

looks like you need to do some traveling, start in Guadeloupe

when it's raining it's pouring, you've used that line before

it shows you're done and defeated, Peloponnesian War

shark food is called chum, only a fool wouldn't know that

looks like you need to go back to work, head to Gujarat

if you could count right, you'd know clever, never, and sever is six

to be honest it wasn't even good like, fish and chips

unless you're talking about another line, that came from your lips

in which case i previously beat that record, like a solar eclipse

your flow keeps losing momentum, like friction on newton's first law

to your wounds you will succumb, from this battle you should withdraw

i bet that one was hard to come up with,

distastefully rhyming yourself with elf,

of the rap experience mine are the pith

yours are shallow like continental shelf

what the fuck is a "fully equipped razor blade tazer", kid where is your head

that wasn't hot like alpine glacier, soon you'll hit the floor, with a razor drop dead

at the end you act like, you dissed me real hard

but the rhymes that you spit are unoriginal, avant-garde

cuz i'm the national guard, its you i'm about to bombard, no investigation, scotland yard, i'll send you a get well card, so watch out i'm lethal like Praetorian, bitch en garde
 
So you don't know what multi rhyming is?

When I said five syllables that's not what I meant you grimy bitch

I meant the last five in the verse retard

So try again, put back on your purse and leotard.

So linguistic theory works in your favor, but not in mine

Cause every time I spit a verse like that you say it didn't rhyme

Either and saboteur barely rhyme at all you obviously don't know shit

When the syllables are that tight , you multi, eat hot crow bitch.

Sayin guadeloupe, cause you can't think of another rhyme

And now I'm owning you, the same as all the other times

Do it again later with Gujarat

Think i wouldn't notice, got me confused with another cat

And for the last time, could you please step up to multis?

Using such basic rhymes fails to insult me.

Call me out for rhyming yourself with elf, then rhyme garde with garde

Apparently for you getting up to par is hard, get burnt like I'm charizard.

Your lines are as complex as a nursery rhyme

Take an oath, then if you say your words are divine, you'll be in perjury lying

Your lines hit me like a water gun squirt me, I'm fine

You're the one looking nerdy this time and the first to be lying

Saying your rhymes are straight not curvy like a spine
 
if you only knew the references, thrown into my rhymesbut apparently they're too much for you , super sublime

you think you know what multisyallabic rap is, because you listen to wu tang

but you don't know what you're talking about, and you're someone to harangue

i figure you don't get the references, because you're just dumb as fuck

maybe for you it's bad luck, and you rap game has run amuck, typical Canuck

retard and leotard, i bet that was hard for you autistics

but my rap game keeps on building, gettin stronger like adobe bricks

Guadeloupe is a place, i'm telling you to see the world

get on that ship and watch those sails catch the wind, unfurled

either and saboteur are god damn pararhymes

i haven't said that once, just a thousand times

eat hot crow bitch? was that supposed to be a fuckin multi

tell me what it really was, tell me how, and tell me why

you tell me i use basic rhymes, you vocabulary is still fourth grade

your raps don't even have direction, missing a rudder blade

lying is in there one too many fuckin times

once again this flow of yours, fails as it climbs

my lyrics are divine, i'm just waiting for you to see

contemporary like interior design, takin' off like grand prix

garde and garde were together, but i rhymed them with 6 other things

turned your storm into fair weather, now i'm soarin' on eagles wings

finally, to finish, you raps i will diminish, your face i will refinish

i'm the king, i'm the boss, we're not equal, opposite of greek cross, you're just soggy like irish moss, hang you with some dental floss, bitch i'm spicy, sweet and sour, like some barbecue sauce

 
Rhyming rhyme and sublime has already been done in this battle

I'll beat you with a paddle, leave you begging for a rattle

And wu tang isn't why I know what multisyllable is

Although you must admit they had some pivotal shit.

I GOT your references, but they were irrelevant

Born into A cheap verse as a cheap rhyme, should have been celibate

Saying Canadians are stupid, typical American

Ignorance is bliss, it was about five battles ago I stopped carin, man

Your flow isn't that bad, but your rhymes and rhyme schemes are weak

And your choice of words make you look like a hard geek

Just stop replying, how do you still give a fuck

I seem soft but hit hard like a linen truck Your rhymes make me start cringin, yuck.

You just have to drag it out, you're beating a dead horse

I'll pull up in a red Porsche, lock you in it and light it, dead, torched.

I'll poke you with a bullet, and let you die of lead poisoning

All you're concerned with is blowing boys and things

Fuck I can't get over it, you think you're so clever

You'll never be equal let alone better,mon this rapping endeavor.

Your references aren't complex, They're quite simple

Your mom opened wide, made her stretch those tight dimples

And now this verse is done, but the battle is long from over

Cause you'll never quit and admit you were wrong you poser.
 
you're flow just keeps getting worse and worse, just sit down soncuz all i've done is drop hard shit on you, fifty kiloton

it was when i started this, i never actually gave a shit,

i did it for fun, but you got mad, i threw you in my pit

down to the depths, threw you in the den of lions,

then you plead with me, wishin' you were in a kind of zion

just like the guy from the bible, his name was Daniel

while he calmed the lions, you're barking like a cocker spaniel

you can't deny, or even refute, your rhymes aren't as good as mine

reading your bad raps put me on cloud nine, its sweet like dessert wine

using a strong vocabulary like mine makes my looks lyrically articulate

the people they bash on are indiscriminate, what i say, you imitate

rhymes as bad as yours, now that's beating a dead horse

the rap game, you should divorce, in my lyrics, immerse

it appears that you got that one backward, "you'll never be equal, let alone better",

cuz it should be "you'll never be better, let alone equal", should have listened to your educator

my references must be above you, you call them out like an idiot

you must go to the school for dipshits, or be an affiliate

see here i'm not the poser, i'm the 9th inning closer, the body disposer

have my chauffeur put you in an enclosure, your eyes glaze over, body rolls over, from overexposure,

cuz bitch i'm takin' over

 
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Bitch want out of his poké ball

He be trippin and about to fall

Electro schock therapy

Can't stop being happy

Turn around to check his mood

Gotta give him some more food

Soon he will evolve

but I will solve

the problem by hitting B

Pikachu

That's who!
 
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Bitch im typhlosion

and ill knock you out with an explosion

My body is fiery flamin,

my lyrics are maintainin

Yeah i always take the lead

i smoke anyone out like some weed

come at me with your meganium

ill be like solid titanium

i use that fire blast

now your in my past

just a pussy vileplume

you wont even see my fumes.

 
i was for illumanit then boobs and i thought boobs had it for a bit but i def think illumanit (cant speel the name) is def winning the battle now
 
Its Abra mother fuckersYou keep tryin' to catch me

But whenever I appear

I just vanish like a G

You get one chance

Then I'm gone in a flash

You use up all pokeballs

waistin' all your cash

I'm a psychic mother fuckers

I'll get all up in your brain

You try to come at me

And I'll make you go insane

When I'm level 16

I get even more baller

I use a bad ass spoon

And get 3 feet taller

I'll use hypnosis on your ass

And make you catch some Z's

Can't touch me mother fuckers

In Misty's butt is where I pee
 
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