Cake Snatcher McGee sounds hilarious.
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I’m embarrassed to be in this finals/
Wird of Pley verses 8 pussies like my 16 bars have licked vaginas/
Yall fags shouldn’t have signed up/
I’m like jeffs blind barber cuz this round I’m fuckin up his line up/
Plus I’m clownin biters like this fag throwin W’s/
J Nyces face and Italy, they both look like a fuckin boot/
Talkin how youd fight at a meetup that’s pretty butch man/
Your face is an honorary member of the foot clan/
Look fam, what I drop will burn ya/
You gonna need that blues clues dog on your shirt to solve your murder/
I’m literally perfect/
Homey you and caliban got one thing in common, you’re the same fuckin person/
Your worthless, you vote for both opponents in threads/
On both names then ask both of em to vote for you next/
That aint fresh, every pic you holdin triggers it seems/
That even tho your black you are a bigger wigger than me/
It’d seem that D Omen had to cheat to make it this far/
But all he really had to do was cheat to make it this far/
He uses both D Omen and Dahnamics to vote/
And starts his morning off with butter and a side of toast/
You fat fuck, I bet you couldn’t stand for an hour/
That’s the reason why you gotta keep a chair in the shower/
And I know why you crashed into nims ride bastard/
You been dyin to hit nimrod from behind on camera/
You a plump lil fairy tryna rhyme with the gods/
Are those sideburns or pubes up on the side of your jaw/
I aint tryna to diss and punch you I’m tryna titty fuck you/
You should use your 25 dollar prize for a bra/
The whole tourney could’ve been nothing but silence from yall/
Cuz you work harder to win after the writin has stopped/
Your both cheaters who made finals when your rhyming is soft/
See I don’t need to aim to kill like a firin squad/
Enef thinks cuz we’re cool he cant catch it?/
Shit when you kick rhymes your voice doesnt crack it grand canyons/
I cant stand it, Enefs a shook white shouter/
You and coke are quite alike, cuz you both look like powder/
Could you get any friggin whiter my little written biter/
Who aint shit but a weak ass cage like chicken wire/
And I’ll stick my dick inside of you mom and turn her breathless/
Your flow couldn’t be more suspect with a murder weapon/
He aint lost but don’t congratulate em/
Cuz he gotta go through the eliminator at the end like American Gladiators/
Hows he clamin that he gets hoes/
When chicks are like students with abusive parents, cuz they'd never take enef home/
I’m like the second little pig at home/
Cuz Tunks moms in my yard blowin my wood like the big bad wolf/
Your 4 foot 2 rat/
When you upload pics to myspace Tom IM’s you like “you sure you wanna do that?”/
Versus Tunk? Whos that? You’ve had some cock/
And want my dick stuck in your head like a catchy song/
Black Demise has been crafted your rhymes for a price/
Because you promised him half of whatever you win right?/
So whyd he tell me he writes the rhymes this wack guy spits/
He realized half of 25 bucks cant buy shit/
Nawshus how’d make it to finals you cant battle b/
Son you wont ever leave the state of Florida, you’re a manatee/
That lack of passion you have in your flow I’m dissing/
I’ll kidnap James Browns God Son, your soul is missing/
Plus your nose is hideous, the things gigantic/
Need to wipe your boogers? Here borrow my king size blanket/
Did you just enter this to bore us/
Its like Priceless and Nimrod had a kid who tried to rap like Warbux/
You lost it sure sucks but it aint like you aint know it/
I mean for real, last round you barely tied to D Omen muthafucka/
Writeous aint much better/
Hes like my dick in a chick whos leavin town, something hard to remember/
You arent a contender, I’mma turn you to dust/
You’re a hermit who leaves your house less than your furniture does/
Plus your rhymes all suck like the rest of these weak rhymers/
You’re unable to kick shit like Balrog in street fighter/
You friends with everyone wanna make the scene nicer/
Well I’m k