You know what to do. (:
I Be Slaying Anybody Who Stands In My Way
I Am Still The King Call Me El Rey
None Of Y'all Are A Challenge
Woah There! DId You Just Lose Your Balance?!
I Found Your Verses Really Funny
Me Versus You! Your LIfe Ain't No Longer Sunny
I Don't Need A Long Verse To Make You Look Bad
I Have The Life You Wish You Had
Your Verses Have Lost Their Meaning, Cliche
I Already Hear You Saying Touche
I Did It Once, I Will Do It Again
I Will Stand Till The End
You keep speaking as if I can hear you from here
You're so far I need a telescope to see you, light years
I know you're hating I can feel you radiating from here
I'm like the sun you revolve around me, my dear
I am better than you'll ever be
But you keep trying be like me
I'm too top game, top shit, better than you
You're so, old news, back wash, nasty and prune
You can try all you want but you already lost
I'm already on top, I am the boss
I would continue with this but I don't want hurt your feelings
You know bitches get sensitive and can't handle the real things
Yea, I'm calling out your fake shit
Keep saying you're the best but you copy and take shit
Damn, do you need to refuel?
Thinking no one notice when you sound like a fool
I'm tired of your repeats
You wanna be hard bitch,
well first off, you gotta grow some balls, trick
Gets some originality and get off the same beats, leech
Hop off that train, bitch,
you just going the same way and getting as worse as Kim did
Now don't go getting offended
You a Nicki fan and I am too and that's splendid
But that don't make you the top bitch
That just makes you one step above being some lame shit
So let's get reacquainted
I'm the Queen's love and you're the slave, trick
Color you purple,
Blue, yellow, pink stick with your own trick circle
Anywhere else you're squared, Spongebob lyrical,
tired, frail, and terrible
You might need to relax
Take a bath
Cause you got a little dirt where I stomped on your ass
"They'll hate you if you're pretty. They'll hate you if you're not.
They'll hate you for what you lack and they'll hate you for what you got."
i didn't check this for a week, cause these verses are so weak
Didn't care about these circumstances, winning for me just isnt bleak
And as I knew would happen, there's just some mindless titter
Lacking all your energy, thought you were bouncy, tigger
but you have lost your stripes, what's with all this random talk?
You seemed to have a bark, but you couldn't walk the walk
And you crumble, your creativity's been drained
And your parade, on it, my verses have rained
You seem to need a fresh start, grab your pillow and your teddy
Go to sleep, wake up fresh, maybe then you will be ready
You should get down on your knees, pray to do better by your bedside
But even at your freshest, I'll still wash you out, call me tide
Your words contradict yourselves, blah blah blah
Because when you read between the lines, you don't have to be far
to hear the screaming of "my verses aren't great
they aren't up to par, they score plus eight
and i'm talking golf, a sport so boring it fits
Like rich old people walking round in some knits"
its putting me to sleep, please step up your game
or I won't bother even writing words down for you lames
because honestly, I'm not seeing much return
Go back to rap school, cause you all need to learn
You're talking school, well I'm the teacher you're the student
Take a seat get out your notebook, I'm wise and prudent
You obviously have been learning from all of the dumb ones
Talking all about your walk but you sound like a dumb broad
Blonde, you should've stopped when you had a chance
Talking about some naps, try hibernating your raps perchance
Wake up, when it's winter again
The only reason you even trying is because you know I'm in
This, right here you can own
Cause I own your style, your words and your flow
You saying your hard then get a candy name
You wanna be like Eminem, I eat that chocolate and slay
They all taste the same
They all wack and fade
You wanna be like Lil Wayne
Get a Weezy name
Yea, I'm trash-talking you down
Though you should know that by heart that's where you raps are found
Garbage, you stink, here the crickets while I read your words, weak
Yet, you still continue though
You just coming back for more when you are finito
Duh dun dun, it's over
I wish you better luck next time
Hey, here's a four leaf clover
You can use it as your life line
(SN: I'm not hating on Eminem and Lil Wayne, love them ;])
"They'll hate you if you're pretty. They'll hate you if you're not.
They'll hate you for what you lack and they'll hate you for what you got"
why yes I am blonde, isn't that a coinkydink?
but I dont clown, thats you skiddamarinkadink
except I don't love you like lipstick on the glass
I'm here for a good time, not a long time, yet I last
But you're last *ha ha ha* think you're coming in first?
Like Ricky Bobby, you're a parody, you really are the worst
I mean c'mon now, why don't we review the situation
*this is a game of concentration, no repeats or hesitations*
You've lost so bad, it seems like you've been misplaced
And your pride? well, its obviously been disgraced
And your flow, cold molasses, so slow, been replaced
The path you've chosen, you may want to retrace
I cannot see where you want to go except the podium high
But you're going backwards Benjamin Button, a kid soon to die
If you cannot handle what I say, perhaps you should admit defeat
There's more pride in that then in hearing you repeat.
I Break Bitches And Bones
All Of These Raps Are Old
You're Going To Get Buried Alive
Its My Time To Shine
I See These Rap Bitches Taking Dives At Each Other
And I Was Like "Why Bother"
I'm Still Walking The Red Carpet With My Cape And Crown
You Already Know Its Going Down
All These Rappers Acting Childish
I Dont Play With Little Kids
None Of This New
What You Doing Aint Cool
I Havent Taken Out My Mixtape And I'm Already Getting Fame
See I'm Already Built For This Game
I Terminate Anybody Who Gets In My Way
Go Back And Play With Your Little Clay
I'm Spitting Verses Like Nothing And Now JCdC Is Back
And You Cant Do None Of That
I Already See What Everybody Lacks
I'm The Still The Best And Thats A Fact
You think that you're the shit, yeah you think you're all that?
You think you run the streets, call yourself alleycat
But your glasses must be on crooked, straighten out boy
You say you don't play with kids, well go grab a toy
Cause you seem to be childish, I could babysit ya
And my old kids CD's, they could maybe fit ya
Cause you shouldn't be rapping, get a job with Raffi
Banana phone, you're all alone; everyone can see
You tryna act like the boss, you see that I'm the VP
Its Pink Friday Records; The prez is Nicki
You could be my towelboy, the flow so hot im perspiring
And you wanna get my fame; its kinda inspiring
How you think you own the game, you think you are the king?
Well Im the queen, bow to your knees, kiss my scepter and my ring
Yet Im cold, show no mercy to the little wannabes
You're so crusty, cannot touch me, so dingy you got fleas
Bet it'd burn ya to get on my level, I'm on fire flame; hot sauce
But you are in the fourth lane, and I jump over you lames; hopscotch
I keep it sweet, sweet and sour, lemon and butterscotch
But when Im sour you can't take it; Clancy on the rocks
Clancy on the rocks, Clancy oh you rock
Cause your secret adoration ain't so secret Sherlock
Everytime you try to take me down, its like a valentine
Securing first place; a spot that is rightfully mine.
So sit back, maybe its time you should retire
You sound so old, just like my grandmother's attire
grab her hat to hide your face, I'll get my Zanotti's and we'll race
But you could never catch up to me, better step up to my pace.
Tic-toc goes the clock as I'm loading my glock
Couple hunnits in my sock, leave a nigga in shock
Lyrics are in my hands, music is on my wrists
Wrap that shit up, call it a rap fist
You a half shaved, mop-headed Grinch
My dick's so big, I turn around and you flinch
Put a Sketchers in your mouth, shape your rap u
Shit's so weak, make a wrist bent nigga look tough
I play this game crazy, get wild like Jumanji
Keep a papered nigga and a nice looking mami
Your beat goes hard but my words go harder
Commander and chief, you would have sweared I'm your father
My bars are deadly, your lyrics it murdered
Baby girl I'm so fresh like I'm the cover of Gerbert
My talent is endless I could show it for hours
Your diss has been devoured and Jayy Rico's in power
Bitch you're the one who started all this drama
By the time this is over you're going to call for your momma
Bitch don't act dumb like you don't know what im talking about
This whole rap shit you ain't built for so find another route
I slayed once i slayed twice and this is going to be my third time
Bitch i hope you're ready to say goodbye
And this is just the beginning of my diss
I mean you're the toilet on which im going to piss
I see people staring at me when im out in the hallways
I mean haven't these bitches seen a rapped that goes both ways
I can feel you shake when i step inside the room
I mean you already know that i win and you lose
Im a bad motherfucker and nicki a bad Bitch
My mixtape and her mixtape are nothing compared to this
We get them good reviews
While you're getting those bad views
These rappers don't know shit about rapping
All of these verses are just so wacky
I say you're a dumb Bitch while nicki says you a stupid hoe
Can't you see that im going to wrap another rap Bitchs coffin with a bow
I have something prepared for every rap Bitch in this rap battle
Some of you might run to the harajuku barbie and tattle
Its just a diss nothing serious
Unlike your face which i find hilarious
I may be mad late, but i'm the freshest to date.
you niggas think you stealin, but i'm at the home plate
ya moms told you that you could rap, but son that woman lied
after i'm through with you, i will have you hypnotized
i'm the top bawse, walk around in a dashiki
not even halfway through, yet you haters wanna be me.
Playtime is Over, 2007 call me Nicki.
all yous soft as ice cream, i'ma call you Pretty Ricky
my flow dominates, call me Prominent
this old school rhymin flow is predominant
I roll up in a jaguar, and I'm parking on the sidewalk
i'm so slick just call me Rick, no Sonic the Hedgehog
This rhyme scheme is getting old,
maybe it's time for me to switch the flow
keep her pussy wet, can't move too fast, my boat i gotta row
Gotta good accountant, someone to count my dough
ugh i'm getting bored, I can't wait for a reply
but my flow is superior, so why would you try
cowards like mr. lion go ahead and cry
I think it's time to finish up this rap, so i say good bye
Its almost been a month since I checked this, look at how time flies
And still it seems this boring text has me closing my eyes
You all think adding cuss words makes you like a big boy
Who told you that? Your imaginary friend, like your ploy?
Cause while you claim to be the best, there truly is no point
I'm reining over all, all the rest of you just dissapoint
Because I bring my A game everyday like Im playing for LA
But its True North Canada I rep till the end of my days
And you think you're slick, as if you have been greased
Words done stuck together like my cats food, Fancy Feast
its about as chunky, quite as horrid, and no I'm not afraid
Except for maybe the fact that your English must've failed a grade
I think you need a rhyming dictionary, better call up me
Because I know so many flows, something you could never be
I have so much knowledge SOPA wanted to crash me too
Im albert einsten and steven hawkings' brain masses times two
But still while I'm still a nerd bitch, I keep it hypothermic
I never chill with any lames because they always try to murk it
Knock me off my pedestal, hah you'd need a 20 foot pole
Im just that far ahead of you, cause bitch I'm on a roll
I say cuss words, but that doesn't make me a man
I rap smooth, writing flows like only Biggie can
Your rap put me to sleep, math class
In a rhymin battle, I'm pretty sure you come in dead last
My flow is being weak, let me get my game together
Pull up in that lamborghini, interior all leather
Flow Lyte as feathers, rain on you watch the weather
You're a meteor, I'm a blue comet
Always hard to find, but I am who you covet
I put a spell on you, Hocus Pocus
I fly so high, I shift in and out of focus
Why am I playing you, I didn't read your entire rhyme
I find better things to do when I drop a dime
That didn't sound right, the T, to the O. N.
Get to runnin when you see me, I am a bad omen
Get on your knees, say your prayers Dear Jesus, Amen
You're my son, let me put you in your play pen
You wanna think that you can flow agianst the big boys
All of that babbling you're doing, calm with that noise
But you wanna talk about a pedestal, I knocks people off
Get the people jumpin, call me Kriss Kross
You're Albert Einstein? he couldn't tie his shoes
You seem to be upset, I see you've blown a fuse
I make people have a blackout, that's what Prominent's about
Get your blood pressure up, as if I'm the gout
I get rap people so nervous, they st-st-stammer
My flow, you can't touch this. Call me MC Hammer
I'm the boss, Louis XIV. You can call me the Sun King
Because in this industry, it's all aout me.
I got all kinds of stacks of money, something you'll never see.
Never givin up the cheddar, I'm not the Giving Tree
You need a little help with your flow, you've got the right one.
Killing people in the game, I do it all for fun.
I really only checked this because ya boy was bored
You're my son, I had to beat you with the extension cord
Hahahah I had to laugh cause I'm a demon
Cruisin full speed in the ferrari, gassed up steady schemin
I am slick, white t-shirt like a Greaser
Stupid Hoe, like a promo that's a teaser
As for your flow, my left pinky toe got a bigger vocab
Never throw a full punch, I'll just throw a jab
What am i doing, this is boring. Let me go to sleep
Never worry about the crown, cause it's mine to keep
Goodbye, get to steppin, dueces, toodle loo
However I chose to say it, I bid you adieu
These rap-wanna be's sounding like Mother Goose
So I'ma Humpty Dumpty ya'll off with no excuse
The ice on my neck's so heavy it left a bruise
Consider me Minaj cause I win you lose
Cause I be shootin' clips like I am a filmmaker
Dough is what you lack, and I get it like a baker
This rap's a phenomenon you can call it a salt shaker
Cause it be shaking off these sorry little fakers
I mean I only come around once in a while
But I tend to set it off, that 9-1-1 they dial
Have 'em screeching and moaning for miles
Got a bad-b*tch malitia, they stand in single file
Flow running through my veins, cause I'm insane
Y'all give me brain, give me like a bowl full of grain
Jayy Rico kills it off with no shame in his game
My magic devoured y'all like I'm David Blaine
kindergarden flow, i can smell the crayons
you make those metaphors stretch like they was made of rayon
fools i call you jester, but see the expression on my face
The queen is unimpressed, beheading is your fate
because youve been killed time and time again casper, get with the program
And when I ask you if you've been trying, your words scream 'No ma'am'
So if you're not gonna put your back in it, why do you reply?
Your lack of flows, Ive start to dose, I wake up with a sigh
You say ive got no vocab, just made a ninety nine
that was on my english exam, honey im doing fine
perhaps its you that needs to learn, i could be your tutor
but you'd have to call me the queen, Im a rap bitch Tudor
Im also like a lion, you could call me nala
and all i do is get it in, you could call me balla
And I'm on a diet, I eat you rappers, appetizer
Before you open your mouth cause youre like a tranquilizer
So yes, shh shh, please stop running that yap
You need to find originality, heres a freakin map
You need to know the difference between a farce and art
Dear cowardly rappers, you all are lacking heart.
These Hoes Still Takings Shots
They Just Hating That I'm Famous And They're Not
I Be Walking The Streets
And People Are Just Staring At Me
Like They've Seen Me Somewhere Before
I Already Know That Bitch Ain't Famous Anymore
My Haters Can Just Keep On Hating
I Mean Sooner Or Later You'll Be Fading
Writing Disses About Me To Get Your Name Known
Well Boy I Don't Like It When You Talk To Me In that Tone
I Won't Mention Your Name But Don't Think I'm A Pussy
I'll Just Wait For Your Diss That's All And We'll See
Who I Was Talking About Throughout This Whole Verse
By The Looks Of It I Feel Like You're Cursed
And I Know This Situation Will Just Get Worse
But In End You'll Just Have To Find Another Course
We All Know What You Do To Earn Money
I Mean Sweetie That Job Isn't Even Funny
I Have Something Prepared For You On The Last Day Of School
I'll Make You Look Like A Fool
I Be Sitting In My Room Watching Bad Girls Club
Now Some Of Those Bitches Are Real Thugs
Hate Those Fake Girls That Be Acting So Tough
Ain't Nobody Going To Show You Any Love
As For That Little Bitch
Who Keeps Talking Shit
You Better Watch Your Back
Cause I Will Attack
I'm Just Pointing Out The Facts
I'm Being Real Something That You Lack
Nikki beda than me, coz female Weezy mean u on 1.
just honourd to hoan my skillz an say i shine like 4 nunz.
money to me, they gon owe one.
talk big money or wit no bullets u get a shogun.
u lost 1, cz i'm lost 2, alwayz had to smoke one.
but today i'll try on a chick called Hope hold on.
i'm costly, like bein on tha phone and they tell u hold on.
yes, i can sir, no cancer of tha colon.
sip a cold one.
alwayz get robbed coz my swag bout to fold bumz. Ewe.
brand new like Rhyme Fest, so Young,
Money neva look ova my shoulder nowadayz get yourz like Sanfrads old son.
Live from South Africa, bring u heat wit no sun.
Yo Nikki, i wana ask u something. tryina start something and need yo help. please type under my message. Young Moola. Slum ruler.
You call this a battle?
The rhyming so weak
Your rap futures ain't positive
Weather report: cloudy, stormy, bleak
You wanna try and challenge?
Go ahead you rap wannabees
But when I get my heat back on
I flick em off, fleas
My words are hard, my beat is harder
You bitches so nosy, you sure you ain't my father?
Trying to be like Nicki?
Closest you'll get is Raggedy Ann, Doll
Don't diss me back, bitch I'm on a roll
I think ya'll need a dictionary
You better call me up!
I'm sitting at a DD
Bitch please, you're an A cup!
You dumb hoes at Superbass
I'm at Y U Mad
That explains why I'm amazing, and you bitches rhymes are drab
STOP! Now make that muthfucker hammer time....