it's on!

pee pee poo poo ca ca ca
endless flow of scatologica
secrete from the teat
or skeet from yr meat
greasy shits like manteca
Lube up for the Asswrecka
that's yr favorite dildo
(don't ask me how I know but let me tell ya that I know)
yr greasy slime shits make ya walk a little faster
(Maurice Jones-Drew's a ball-running Master)
can't get my head straight. got to hit the bong faster
floatingslow's rap is a hip-hop disaster

lol that one was good.

my shit's so dope
you prolly want to smoke it
but everytime yr on the mic
you step up and choke it.

[[don't do it]]

those are words from the grandmaster flash.
he'll steal yr woman while you "rhyme"
and run off with yr stash.


oh yeah, chief...I went there
now yr crying out yr eyes
and pulling out yr hair

[[don't do it]]

cuz it's the end of yr rap battle
my sweet prose beat the fuck
out of yr crap prattle.

oh snap

You talk Grandmaster Flash
He DJ'd at a bash
I danced so much, got a rash
even smoked a little hash
Just one quick caveat
(retrospective Basquiat)
at the Museum of Fine Arts
Flash scratched stops and starts

a great night to be sure
gorgeous women galore
floatingslow's kicked out the door
for being king hip hop bore
weak stale rhymes decrepit
had to fart but he kept it
filling up his colon
like an inner tube swollen
he calls these farts "Rhymin'"
but they're just rap designin'
he's a false hip hop god
perpetratin' a fraud
so see the people cheer
when instigator is near
they know never to fear
for my rhyme scheme's so clear

<--- has no problem being a false hip hop gawd.

<---partied with Grandmaster Flash

<---listening to ipod

<---named iPod iPooed.



<---hates Rob now.

at one point grandmaster flash started talking, "This next cut is by an artist, an artist that died too young, that left a mark on music that will last forever..." and people started yelling "Biggie!!!" and "2-Pac!!!"
and then Flash started spinning Smells Like Teen Spirit! ha ha ha!
those biggie 2-pac sycophants had to eat their shit!

EAT THEIR SHIT I said!

well at least now i've remembered what a septic tank is

yank wank seppo tank
rob's burned his rhymes
on rotten dank

(you stank)

texas is the reason
that our president's bad
and houston is the reason
why Rob's good rhymes are sad :(

because you suck
yeah, Rob you suck.
crusty punk dumpster diver
think Flash gave a fuck?

(hell no)

because the day's gone by
when you could do no wrong
and yr stuck in a rap battle
that's like viet nam

my robotic flow
is straight wreckin' shit.
you should just give up
you might as well quit.

(yr shit)

[mad scratching and mixing here]

"You must shoot more mo'fuckas b4 shootin Rob again"

die die earthman die

a38= 1-38e -q capslock

What you think about everytime
you type this shit and post yo' rhyme
y'all boardies say hell no
Rob floating ol'
and u be floating slow
Fuck so unreal son like a UFO
Your pic's so lame, ain't nothin to show
Got Ether on my stereo
Hit em' Up on after
Pop my gat out then you'll hear laugher

Why's Rob's pic a skeleton?
Saw him out bathin' in the sun
Somthin was callin to me...found out it's my gun,
Caught my eye, and he started to run
Aimed it, popped a shot, and got him done

I was the one who convinced Afrika Bambaata to rock over Kraftwerk and
Gary Numan samples. Just sayin'.

one rob is wack
and the other's even wacker
I can tag team the both of y'all
because you both sound like a cracker.

at least you came up with a track
that didn't smell like ass
unlike In'stink'gator booty rhymes
you have a bit of class.




I'm 159% terrified of you. :(