So you wanted a rap battle? Alright. Here u go.
Lyrics:
Alright.
Y'all ready?
Here we go.
Bitches mother****ers.
Fhanha Prodz back at it again.
Prepare to be roasted.
You're the greatest?
Ye maybe in size
You're going down
While I'm on the rise
This isn't a battle
A one-sided fight
You're stuck on the ground
While I'm taking flight
A loser so bad
Could not get ET
Gettin' chopped down
Like an Amazon tree
Sucking that D?
There's nothing to suck
Already at birth
U ran out of luck.
You thought I was done?
Oh no, not just yet
That was round one
Did not break a sweat
Although YOU might
From this fire track
Be burnt to a crisp
With an L in your bag
Yes you're rollin'
Because you so fat
Which is pretty weird
Cause in events u fall flat.
It time for the final
This record is vinyl
Your treatment vaginal
King is my title
I'm still the idol
This rap my arrival
Beat the reprisal
FGunZ revival.
Sit down.
That crown on your head
Did you buy it from
the coins that u rigged
Or the buckets of cum
U got from your mom
Who made more guys come
Than your girlfriend...
if u even had one.
2D over 3D
That is my philosophy
I am on a killin' spree
You can't do nothin' but agree
Kid you'd wish you would be me
I am looking down in glee
Seeing you there beg and plea
Please Bram please stop roasting me.
Too bad kid you wanted this
I shoot I am I never miss
But I can look past your remiss
If that would give eternal bliss
Nice DDOS threat there by the way
Though, I don't care anyway
This rap is over so go and play
And make sure to report me, 'kay ;]
Fhanha.
Out.
