Second Womb ~ Battle Raps /// Live from the Cave Volume 011

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Battle Raps is just that! A diss record with every wack rapper that has spawned up over the years in mind. . .don't trip, The Womb is everlasting!

Father Earth

I can get you beat up with my feet up
Or I can get you ate up get your weight up
In this rap shit your an A cup
with a lot of makeup
My lines are clean as soap my bars are suave
Whether premeditated
or off top of the dome yo it’s no problem
The problems of the past inspire the future
This music swells your brain and splits your sutures
Your mouth breather raps only appeal to losers
All clammy on stage looking like a dufus
You might be the elephant in the room
if the shoe fits
I’ll sling some shit at the wall and see if you stick
Probably not
Amazing how much harder the truth hits
Than your failed attempts at recreating top 40 hits
Probably shouldn’t focus on recreating top 40 hits
Properly focused energy blast
hit your top with like 40 hits
of this dope you know nothing
These lines they cost nothing
yet you could never afford this shit
Ford escorted out the show
because you’re boring kid
Thought somebody rufied all the drinks
because they’re snoring kid
I swear to god you must be snorting shit
When I spit I swear to god
it feels like I am soaring kid
Yo peace to Deezy peace Killa
peace to endastory kid
The womb in your room
ain’t no need to worry kid

Dookiebrownflow

you niggas couldn't spit shit
hocking loogies in a porta potty
I sort of kind of fortify these warning shots
mortify a mordecai take a leak
then pour the pot up on his top
piss off
fagg ass rappers having kiss offs
claiming that you flyer
Ill have a Sappa ice you
fire at your jaw
will leave you skating like Lindros
viewing through a scope
will make it easier to pick off
Flick a Boogie
and fling it at the leader of your squad
I pinpoint at paper at pinpoint a hater
wouldn't aid a Super Saiyan
probably poo poo in his pants
seeing dookie in the stands
spitting oozies at the fans
ruger's at medulla
son I warned you in advance
your style is generic still full
you wouldn't wrap circles
around tracks on a ferris wheel
listen to the radio
and all I hear is turn up and murder
these frauds be beefing with veggie burgers
i chef up how many want sauce with the womb
I salt pepper and sautee
chop a rapper in four ways
places his parts in a parquet
and party in his memory
I smack his name broad
kick the babies in my enemies
Nigga

Dookiebrownflow x Father Earth = Second Womb

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