Hey, Cuz, go and wipe your nose,
and get ready to be whipped mercilessly.
I`ll expose all your weak spots and trust me there are lots.
All the dots on top of "I"s I`ll place to victimize your face.
Bend over and tie your show laces.
Come over gracefully. Speak to me tastefully.
Apologetic words I will not accept,
I will not pay a single cent for your lyrics.
They don`t impress me. Critique `em day and night,
I will not give to you this plight.
You have no moral right.
Moreover, your mind is empty
and I need the Moon rover to find life.
I see no drive, no flow,
you speak worse than your sister, the cow.
It moos more softly than the noise
that is coming out of your mouth.
It`s bothering my cruelly, I`m becoming unruly.
The day of reckoning has arrived.
I have presented you my fight.
RAP Battle - My Fight
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