Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Battle Rhyme Hookers , by - Tonedeff. Song from the album Hyphen, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: QN5
Song language: English
Battle Rhyme Hookers |
| This here is like Rosanne winning the lotto… beating me? |
| Fat chance |
| You couldn’t flip shit, with a turd and a spatula doing a handstand |
| In a gravity chamber, lacking with the lame attack you’re rapping back |
| With/You're stepping to Massive flames to find you’re made of Plastic |
| You get your Ass whipped, like donkeys to discipline |
| You SUCK, you’ve been harassing your mother for sip her tits again |
| The think-speed of my mind is blistering |
| But, you’re slow in the head, like niggas fishing for sharks in Lake Michigan |
| I’ll twist your skin with some verbal conditioning |
| Cause me squishing your head is easy like tricking bitches in Switzerland |
| You’re wishing when you think you’ve stuck me spitting |
| You could put a hole in my paper and you still couldn’t fuck with my writtens |
| Nigga, you’re sweet like puppies and kittens |
| You milk wackness like Bad Boy uses Biggie tapes to keep Puffy in business |
| I shutter your senses, whenever I mutter a sentence |
| With more oral reconstruction than could ever come from a dentist |
| Even with pretense, you could never prevent this senseless rhyme chemist |
| From injecting kids so their jaws lock with tetanus infections |
| Direct the aggression you’re tempted to threaten me with and battle yourself |
| Cause expelling my name from your lungs is bad for your health |
| I’ve amassed a wealth of trophies from kids who provoked me |
| Even Jamaican kids say you’re less of a MON than Poke |
| I’m wherever the Gumby, Dammit, chewing impostors |
| I’ve even been known to punch lines like Coke sniffing boxers |
| I dug nostradamus out of his grave tell me your future |
| Said NAS was pissed you stole his style and was coming to shoot ya |
| Your crying pleas for help are met with the stone face of Medusa |
| You rapping is funny, but I’ll leave you in stitches like sutures |
| I’m as equal a threat to producers as I am to Rappers |
| Lyrical He-Man, atop of the Universe is where I hold my Masters |
| Fuck France, I scream, 'viva la Tonedeff'! |
| Bitch, Your rhyme was out of place just like niggas that’s homeless |
| I’ll extort for things that you ain’t own yet |
| I’ll stick your head in a freezer for 3 days just to see how cold your toes get |
| I bubble with glee when there’s trouble with me |
| I got you more weak in the knees than Chris Reeves in SWV |
| Pull up a chair as I’m grasping your mandible |
| The memory of you existed’s the only thing that’s Intangible |
| Tonedeff is actual, living, but really though |
| Cause, I’m nastier than 4.000 of them German shit-fetish videos |
| More lines than Skinemax got titty-shows |
| Just trying to take me down is is like trying to sink a plastic bag of Cheerios |
| I’m Cereal Killer, stalking Lucky the Leprechaun |
| Popped the Porcupine for the Corn he was spitting within his lexicon |
| Fucked your girl in the bed you rested on |
| I’m gonna get you!!" It’ll be me, the rhythm, and Gloria Estefan |
| Emilio ain’t feeling no lyrics you droppin |
| You’re getting shot-up like kids in 3D movies in Compton |
| Ill psychologically Melt you down like 1 inch candles |
| Cause even if you’re a tough guy, you’ll be needing a shrink like Tony Soprano |
| Man, oh, man, oh, man… I'm nice |
| With volumes of rhymes that knock harder than Jay-Z's life |
| I’ll make your brain freeze twice, like chugging a double slurpee |
| In the kiss of the spiderwoman, William couldn’t Hurt me |
| Cause you could train harder than subway cars in Dojos |
| And I’ll still be makin ya run raps |
| 'til your heart bursts like your fuckin name was FloJo |