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Rated: 18+ · Lyrics · Comedy · #2203745
Rap Battle
Talking shit cuz you're a super ignorant.
Fair game and I'd play fearlessly legit.
Deva, heata, got your name on my hit list.
The baddest, the saddest, and the sickest
are here to witnesses how this deity act wicked.
You are not cool, a fool, a silly cartoon;
I'm rapidly blowing you up like a balloon.
Unleashing you to the atmosphere,
Without Shading tears, aiming the arrows at your rare end,
Reminding you I'm an enemy, not friend.
Rest in peace, Mr. Retard. I'm hard, the hardest, the heartless.
The divine light in the darkness.
Now, who's the smartest? Pardon me, I'ma artist.
I clearly painting pictures for your eyes to see,
And merely you're blind, behind the mind of thee.
Freestyle writing, imagine If I'm editing this lyric,
I'd literally killed it, glasses of water spilling while I consume your spirit.
I'm the realest, dumb ass.
You're A jerk off, cum fast. I'm food, porn, everything you've been spending with cash.
I laugh, clash, slash, Daedric Prince Chaean is the mask.


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