Rap Battle

yeah, i called you out, this stoner reading my thread
i need you to pay attention, this really cant go misread
Man you don't wanna battle me, that's suicide you'll commit
I'll have the crowd calling you cottonmouth wit yo' lack of spit
There's three essentials of life: my raps, food, and water
You're girls fallin for me but don't fucking worry I caught her
I could have your bitch in my room as she starts to take off my drawers
I'm guessing she wants doggy tonight cuz shes already on all fours
I'm happy with my decisions, there's not much I do regret
I'm not fucking up my life with shit that will give me cold sweats
if I don't have it for a day, so what can I say
just living life while having fun, I think that's how god wanted it to be done
he gave us mary jane and placed it right in front of our eyes
are you really gonna tell me he doesn't want us to get high?
Gotta make smart moves and don't take life for granted
Live it up, get fucked up, have your eyes be slanted
yup im on my way up cuz I split two blunts between 4
and I cant even fucking lie I could really really use some more
cuz life is repetitive, why not spice it up?
Why not smoke a blunt, why not pour a cup?
back to my dorm so the munchies first priority
we superior than you *****s cuz we smoking with authority
the blunt rides over so I'm feeling pretty lit
RA smells me comin yea, she knows I smoke good shit
Dont try to be something you aint, like a ***** claiming he's a stoner
I'll rip your heart out and give it to a fan, call you organ donor
I'm better than all ya'll, like i'm mj on the court
you try to be as good as me, but ya coming up a lil short

tl;dr You just got you're shit fucked up.

 

You don't know half the story, but you claim your well aware
I laugh at your stupidity as I blow my smoke in the air
That kush always does me well, puts me in a zone
I cant even say im high, this is what we called stoneeeeeeed
The championship belts around my waist and it fits pretty good
Theres just no way you can beat me i just wish you understood
cuz you still try and keep up but bitch im already light years ahead
you say i got a bad line in my rap? bitch you musta mis read
ill make you go home cryin straight to ya mother
have you lookin like a fool in front of all the others
go ahead think of some lines while i freestyle, ill give you a head start
but give me three minutes and a beat and ill tear your life apart
See when you pick a battle, its strategy to pick someone you think you can beat
so for me, i could pick any person that i meet on the streets!
I'll ball on you bitch, like i'm mj on the court
you try to be as good as me, but ya coming up a lil short