Gora Elec - Rap Beat for ERB | Текст песни

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• Rap Beat for ERB

Spartans! Ho
Let's start this! Ho
Show this petty officer who's the hardest! Ho
The biggest mistake that you've ever made
I'll toss you like a frag grenade
I'll stomp you in the face
With my sandals enraged
And tonight we shall rhyme in the shade
Your puny fans are fat nerds on computers
Jerking off to games gives themselves First Person Shooters
Your armor's hard but my abs are harder
You're in my hood now chief
THIS IS SPARTA!

Not, so, fast
Cortana says you're Greek. So why don't you stick these lyrics up your ass?
They built a monument to my sins
You're the soldier they need you to be
Ain't no way that you can beat me
Even my initials spell MC
While you and your companions were all camping in a canyon
Took a campaign to your house and showed your Queen my Plasma cannon
They should've thrown your rhymes over the cliff because they're sickly
You will not enjoy this
But it will be over quickly

Ha! I've had better battles with my 6-year old son
I don't need firepower when I'm rocking these Guns
I'm King!
You sleep in a freezer in outer space
I'd look you in the eyes but you're too much of a bitch to show your face!

You got a bad case of no shirt there Fabio Flintstone
Your whole plan got messed up by a hunchback with down syndrome!
300 asses need a kickin'
Get more tea bags than Lipton
So why don't you quit your bitchin'?
My trigger finger's itching

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