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Wack Wizard's flow is simply too devastating, walk in on you in the bathroom while you're masturbating, my impending rhyme is like a disaster waiting, to happen, all these bitch emcees I keep slapping, shove my staff up your ass while your bodyguard is napping, so keep flapping your wings trying to stay afloat, cuz Wack Wizard is the captain of this fat ass boat, and if you ever again claim your flow is better, I'll melt you on some toast like a block of cheddar, cheese, cuz I'm rhyming while you get down on your knees, but then I take my dick away because that shit is just a tease...er, my rhymes are so hot you gotta put them in the Freez...er, Fantastic Sam ain't nothing but a Skeez...er, so here's a ticket to my show and a pink extra small T-shirt. BLICKEYBOOMSNIZZLE Sometimes I rhyme fast somtimes you rhyme slow, like an eskimo with 200 pounds of fucking seals in tow, my flow is ridiculous, coming more ghetto than nicholas, Friedman, because I'm seething, your verse is infantile like a baby that's teethin, I'm ferocious, so don't even think you can roast us, or I'll have Supercuts open up a rhyme and make you bust a nut on a soap dish, We're the dopest, so keep tryin, but quit lyin cuz your flow can't match ours like a teletubby vs. a lion, got your grandmother cryin, cuz she ain't seen you in days, cooking bitches up fresh like Tuna filets, I never get phased and my words are like blades ready to cut you up quicker than a light Sa...ber, shocking the crowd like taser,hey andy stop humping the fricking lazer, Beam, like jim when drink you'll see steam coming off the top of my head, like this rhyme, a straight free style so live it will wake the dead. Check it, fuck stags cuz when I get mad I just chuck bags, full of dynamite, cuz donlan knows my rhyme is tight, like a virgin, dissecting his team like a mad surgeon, this here, is hitting harder than a six beer...bong, cuz I slap Sisqo with a queer thong, dye his hair pink and beat him at a game of beer pong, cuz I'm nice, fuck with wiz and cuts and you'll get iced, like eskimos, because I'm straight arresting hos, with furry cuffs, I'm a dog cuz I bury muffs, in the backyard, like Erler in bed I just slack hard, and take naps, I'll introduce myself as "the guy with the great raps", I'm super, hit you raw dog just inside the pooper, put my verse into four wheel drive like a human isuzu trooper, leave my enemies in a dumb stupor, I'm dirty, roll up to your house at 8:30, in the morning, take a shit inside your cereal while your mama is still yawning, and just scoff, steal all your shit and then start pawning it off, I live my life with a weed cough, Turn up my cd and your parents are like "turn that shit off", I'm terrifical, my word is the law like it's centrifugal, lose my voice like I was Mystikal, use sign language to make you bust a right testicle, nut, enough guts to steal fucking gold from King Tut, get a curse, spitting rhymes into your head until your ear drumbs just straight burst, I'm out. Wompedy doo, I get stoned and then stomp the next fool, but a bullet in my enemies' head when we duel, make bitches faint like mark in the middle of school, step up in a pepper video and straight deck the first shitty ho, yo bitch are you ready "no", shut up or get smacked with a jock strap, get down on your knees and catch a cock slap, fuck rock rap, I'll take Linkin Park and drop it in their stink in the dark, I'm a thriller, lyrics condensed with no filler, spittin daggers through my teeth at your head I'm a blood spiller, Hold of the weight of this rhyme like a steel pillar, doing skanks, make a mil with no talent like Hoobastank, ride a mule right through a bank, and take every penny, destined to die and come back 100 times like my name was kenny, every clock that I possess is stuck at 4:20, drop a bong load, then beat you all day just like a bongo, lyrical rap gorilla just like in Congo, dealin a strong blow, like Oscar, leaving your body inside of a boxcar. fuck it. Yo Erler, I'll take laura bishop and curl her, like a weight set, then take my new rhyme and play it loud on my tape deck, then jizz all over your date's neck, but wait a sec, as I batter, your girl's poon and leave her tattered, as soon as I've just splattered, I'm out like the mad hatter, I'm a retard, I'll run into a tree hard..er, than three lard women with key cards, trying to get into my room, hold up as I spit this Haiku, Wack Wizard is tight (5), get blown up like dynamite (7), Was that Wiz? damn right (5), but hey I'm back, smoking emcees like a dime sack, leave a verse on your new track, drink listerine to reduce plaque, fuck a cavity, I'm being solid like Gavin Cree, or coach katsiafiscas, toss my rhymes just like a dicus, float through the air just like a nimbus, clowd, check your cornhole cuz I just plowed, like Freddy Got fingered cuz I'm so Proud, walked up up to the king and he just bowed, to me, I'm better than i have to be to be the best, check out that girl with D breasts, tell her that she'd best, get three nights of rest, cuz I'm more fucked up than incest, I'm holy, squash your ass like a rolly polly, taking shots like a goalie, eat a gallon of guacamole, throw your mom in the gutter like this was bowling, like Bob Marley I keep rolling, Blounts, I'm a jackass but I don't do stunts, I rip tracks, using the microphone like an axe, to cut my opponents in half and place them neatly in stacks, I'm out. last night I tore my sack, but strangely enough this morning it was back, to normal, stick your ass in the microwave like Hormel, chili, cuz I'll make you my scape goat like Billy, I'm silly, dig up the body of that dude Milli, then send it in the mail to his bitch friend Vanilli, oh snap this rhyme is killing, like vietnam, cuz I saw your mom and she hit the bong harder than securiTY guards when they see me and flee the scene before I have time to get mean, I'm spasmatic, my voice sounds like loud static, you don't even know when I just spat it, I hope your earphones are padded, like your ass is, cuz I smoke 9 types of grasses, like Supercuts when he bashes, your head in like an ogre, got in a fight with a girl and broke her bracelet and her choker, left her informed like the weather with Al Roker, I'm the King and you're the Joker, or just a jester, grabbed Chyna and bench pressed her, left her fat and bald like uncle fester, your girl stepped up and I guessed her...weight, I said "fat", I'm great and I'm steadfast, in my throne, toss the meat and eat the bone, talk to the pizza and heat the phone, cuz I'm just so goddamn stoned hahahahah night yo yo yo, Fuck nuts!!!, that's what your yellin when I blast you like duck hunt, you're a punk son, and you can't manage, your whole rhyme comes undone when you panic, like a sweater, cuz I got you melted on my meat like your name was cheddar, serve your ass like a setter, and spike you, like Lee, you're girl 6 and I'm Mic P., with some knowledge, you pay me to teach you like this was college, and I'm your prof bitch, I'm on key and your way off pitch, like Pink, cuz I got all five in your stink, you're just copying me like you got your style at kin...ko's, copies, your style is like your girl's poon it's sloppy, for christmas ya dumb bitch I put a turd in your stocking, you've been a naughty rhymer, I'm a pimp and two timer, leaving your family with jizz on their faces like my name was Slimer, or maybe Egon, I keep it cool when I'm rhyming like I'm made of Freon, you wobble around like a kid with one ski on, going down a hillside, this is the Wack Wizard's new thrill ride, it's fucking crazy, got you dancing dirty like Patrick Swayze, your last rhyme was mickey mouse bitch it didn't phase me, I'm your idol, on stage tearing it up while you're in the back taking midol, step into the ring and step out holding the title, now I'm famous, Oh shit wack wizard's coming to hang us, fuck you and leave you in the boonies like this was bang bus, so call me Sanchez, this rhyme is like shrooms it just enhances, your senses, you're riding razors while I roll Mercedes-Benzes, this rhyme is real you didn't pretend this, so night night, hit the sheets and get your head right, realize you can't be this tight, I've got a new balance that keeps me from jumping out my nike air flights, GOODBYE CHECK It, Scripps Katie because I'll battle rap the desert till it gets shady, and starts rainin, the weezie is spitting lyrical darts aiming, at your heart, brain and urethra, missing G cree and hitting Jen Miwa, your style is getting growing pains like Mike Seaver, or Alan Thicke, throwing it at you trying to make this phallus stick, to your forehead, I just fucked your mom on top of your bed, I had to kill you three times to make you more dead, cuz I'll make MAE M.I.A., I got good grammar like HE AM GAY, well just wait cuz you is not on my level, your rhyme is your last prayer and it's been answered by the devil, oops your done, tattoo my name cross your buns, got more lyrics in my head than bill gates has got funds, I'm wacky insano, got you witnessing rap murder like your name was Cato, when you step on stage you're getting drilled by a tomato, punctuate you like a comma, gobble wack emcees like a hungry llama , 9021 Oh snap big tittied Donna, so you can eat shit while I'm droppin a deuce inside the peach pit, put my turd in Steve Sanders' hand and told him to keep it, then I broke out, I drink straight 151 so keep the coke out, known to go down low on the ladies and just smoke trout, like a fire, I'm Kazaa while your ass is Limewire, I'll drop you like the lakers do the kings so call me sire, cuz I'm malicious, when I get hungry I snack on bitches, got the Gift of Gab and I use it I'm Wackalicious, so let's get to it, when it comes to the language of Rhyme I is fluent, cuz I attended each class while your ass was straight truant, at home eating canned corn, hey mark turn off that man porn, I hit you like a drum while you blow just like a band horn, or a Trumpet, I got this load where should I dump it, each line is like a laser beam please don't hump it, this is hot shit, fresh out the oven like a pot of gritz, so open your mouth because sistahs gotta piss OHHHHH hahahahaha yo here's a free lesson, cuz when you two rap it's straight Depressin, ya can't even form a complete sentence, capn you're lucky you even getting a mention, in this rap convention, the ORG takes home first prize, my rhymes are like light burning shining burstin your eyes, Tom serve some more fries, and make your minimum wage, Capn is folding panties while i'm blowing up the stage, Red Robin, cuz I keep your girl's head bobbin, got a paper bag on her head cuz she looks like fucking goblin, Clips your game is hobblin, on one leg you're crippled, I'm packing a dirk diggler while you two are hung like pimples, Abercrombie & Fitch, cuz I'll stab your mom in the tits, and break out, clips these rhymes are strictly takeout, me and cuts be writing rhymes while you two fags go home and make out, Bellevue Community College, trying to drop some knowledge on two scholars, girls shout hollers at these two ballers, so clips and crunch here's twenty dollars, get your learn on, consult my bong and get my burn on, flip your girl like a switch cuz she's so easy to turn on, so it's time for ya'll to retreat, play this track in your car on repeat, leaving you buried three feet, deeper than you were, verbal sleeper hitting with verbs, and adjectives, imagine this world without the ORG, it's empty, ya can't prevent me from dropping 70 rhymes that ride smoother than fucking bentleys, cuz your rhymes are spasmatic, my rhymes leave your breathless like an asthmatic, let's have at it, cuz it's time to fucking rumble, cuts hits the track sprinting while ya'll stagger and stumble, out the blocks, you couldn't keep me chained down with master locks, I heard you two take more semen than are on Seattle's docks, I use words like bullets, my keyboards the trigger and I pull it, cuts is fading you up like you two are still wearing mullets, cuz we're relentless, there's no way you can prevent this, verbal ass whooping leave you stunned that I even sent this, Well I did, you two are on an 0-4 skid, I only got one more question for the capn "How's your mom and my kid?" NIGHTY NIGHTEROO Yo yo yo check it, I bring misery like stephen king, turn vanilla ice into steam, got capn begging to switch over cuz he wants a winning team, but fuck no, me and cuts duck blows from slow ass rappers and cause blood flow, this is the showdown, We rock live shows in your town, you two are waiting outside cuz you got turned down, no admission, you two housewives stay in the kitchen, and keep cooking, cuz all you got is a recipe for an ass whoopin, and I'm serving it, cuts is bringing the appetizers, your girl gets 10 pounds fatter when she's got the wack inside her, I'm a rap tyrant, spraying battle rhymes like a fire hydrant, so sound the sirens call your doctor and the police, cuz the wiz has got a lyrical rifle tucked in his fleece, clips stains his sheets, nightmares of me and cuts, while the capn stays hidden protecting his baby nuts, you made me bust, now feel the wrath of a verbal phenom, to defeat me in battle it'd probably take 3 Toms, and 9 Justins, so strap on your A & F, and go back to work with wack sized holes inside your chest, my sight's red, and it's aimed at justin whitehead, and Tom erler I'll burn you with rhymes hotter than your mom's curler, Like Pedro Martinez I'm a dominant rhyme hurler, your playing tee-ball, your rhymes are Petty just like a free fall, I only answer the celly when the next phat ass beat calls, my name, or my crew cuz it's one and same, ORG and Wizard are synonomous like great Clips and Lame, or capn crunch and flame, your bark is loud but your bite is tame, it's over end of the game, cuz we ain't messing around, felt every breast in this town, got four chicks takin dick in the mouth, Clips and capn are up next, BCC reading my rhymes all perplexed, like "I don't get what this means" well here's an easier text, Wack Wizzle drop flows, only fuck with hot ho's, Clips and Crunch spit bullshit like Jenny Jones' talkshows, I'm a real MC, while ya'll are just rookies, oh you made two words rhyme congrats you want a cookie?, nope you get bomb, burning you up like napalm, cuz you two are quagmired like this was fucking Vietnam, you Lose |