Well look who the fuck came crawling back
Your shit just always goes off track
Stop spittin' bars, you call them rhymes?
Your shit ain't rap, it's not even grime
You got nothin' on this, your lines are dead
You see me on dis ting and you'll fill with dread
You know that you're no better than a pedophile
But the problem is you're fucking just in denial
You're so retarded, you think you're hard but you're wrong
If you come by here again you'll be singing your swan song
I think everyone here's had enough of your tough demeanour
To hide the fact that what's behind there's like Justin Bieber
Just a talentless fat **** who'll never get laid
I'll break you, like that condom that got you made
Your mum really should've had a fucking abortion
Your dick's so small, it's like kiddie portion
But of course, that's the age range that you would aim for
If you could even fit yourself through the front door
You're a tragic failure, so just get your boner
And stick it in a sock, you fucking loner
Basically C&P'd from the last post of the other thread.
I don;t think Fatal saw that one, so...
I never crawl, I creep slowly about in these halls
while you sleep, waiting to shank you deep then treat those who doubt with these balls
I got a scrotum big as boulders, my totem pole is bolder than you could comprehend,
longer than a fat chick from her vagina to her rear end
fake rappers wanna challenge me, I sear them
spear them like Goldberg, I spit cold words, so fear them
I don't need to hide anything, I speak my mind, all of the frickin time
I laugh at your simplistic raps, do me a favor, fall off a cliff and die
I'm spittin, why? because I love to, it's my passion
mashin' phonies with my bare hands, and face smashin
when I sneak up in the car behind you like hannibal lecter's cousin
you be wishin you could pop out the sun roof with an ejector button
but it's too late, I'm a cannibalistic savage, I ravage your
body while your Yugo GV's stuck in traffic
I'm laughin, sick in the head like an American Psycho
you be wishin you could breathe air again, I know
but you're gaspin for it when I spit the verses,
never need a chorus to worsen the hurtin'
and you're deservin' of one, when I open the curtains
you're squirmin, when I close the curtains you don't mutter a word n'
next time, be levelheaded, I will never let it be
when a fake MC, tries to challenge my dignity
so get on your knees, plea and piss your pants
cus you never seen a seed as evil as this man
expose your future wife to chemicals because I'm Fatal
and she'll pop out something uglier than you if she's prenatal