He dissed me, I dissed him. Simple as that.
This is an acapella style battle. Enjoy!
Lyrics
back up, bow down, imma steal your wealth
so u can give up n finale kill yourself
finale? finale? what the fuck is gayer than finale?
making fun of the persians, well im hairy n you're sally
nothing but a bitch so im killing him, sorry b
start sucking on a dick, you a eminem wannabe
he dont lay down rage, never see this clown on stage
you ridiculous n only got a soundclick page
what make you hot? you get hurt, brains splattered
n only respect you get is for being the first gay rapper
you a broken fireplace cause you bringing no heat
n fuck a track faggot, you'll get ripped with no beat
even try to dress like em, i aint impressed by him
call me iron solomon cause you get ripped like jin
dont got the best flow, you not from the west coast
your mom made me french toast n got jiz on her chest bro
you saying that you scarface, well im saying that you are gay
n only time your shoot dudes is when you playing at the arcades
imma come n find you dawg n make your fucking back crack
n we all know that you try to hard, your like raps jack black
when it come to battles, im saddam drop bombs
n didnt i see your mom on my friends hot mom dot com?
you a limp dick hater, you look like christian slater
became a lot less greater n somehow a rich bicth skaterq
this girl finale is dead when i see her
thought i was scared, i just didnt wanna end her career
saying i pay girls for pictures, that joke isnt working dude
you just use my pictures with girls for an image to jerk it to
i rip n i murder you, think you got dope rhymes
i give you a closeline n hit you like four times
i told finale, let's burn a fatty, id love to get higher
but he aint know what i meant so he set his fat mother on fire
you dont make cake like a chef, imma find this guy n kill
n he couldt b real if he was the guy from cypress hill
look in his mammas mouth yo youll find a lotta piss
finale couldt see pussy if he was a gynacologist
your rhymes are awful kid, makes me cough n spit
n i feel i need to pay for surgery to get you off my dick
you aint the greatest, your games the lamest
your the brother n im raymond so you remaining nameless
you demented you creep, don't have a cent for your needs
n couldt make a hard joint if you put cement in your weed
you mistake the net for the block,dawg your rents will get shot
leave your sister wet on her twat n shes like "hes making me sweat cause hes hot"
now listen you, id find you n hurt you guy
but we never see you around cause your curfews 5
keep your mouth shut, imma rip your neck open with a dagger
n we all know your a science geek posing as a rapper
eminem is what finales gonna try to be
but only hard time he spent is at the library
now you offended, gonna take me to trial cause im wreking your style
but now you know to never fuck with a man who leave you dead with a smile
truly yours happyface killer
now go and make another track, fucking punk, fucking homo
fucking bitch, learn how to use a multie every now and then
your fucking making fun of me when your the one trying to romance
bitches on myspace. y dont you try going out every once in a while
fucking queer, die