Dr. Drake battlin' Stenners
MicWar Tournament #2, Round 1
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Lyrics
From the state of North Carolina I rip,
while you’re in the ‘state’ of being beaten by my whip.
When you spit, your lines split, but my rhymes fit.
This wide-eyed Brit’s crippled in this limelight quick.
I’ll leave you gaspin like you got asthma when you enter.
You’re as hot as a freezer in Aspen in the Winter.
I’m blastin all the raps of this has-been named Stenners.
I’ll rip you up like sheets in a Canon color printer.
My taste, to yours, is like Darjeeling Tea to water.
I betcha needed spotters to ride the teeter totter.
I’ll pull a hatchet out my hat, then proceed to slaughter
I got more tricks up my sleeve than Harry freakin Potter.
Ima mutilate this nitwit til he knows that he needs help.
S-T-E-double-N-E-R-S is how freak’s spelled.
My sleek flow is the main reason for this heat spell.
When I’m done with you you’re gonna hafta learn to read braille.
Like junk email, you’re rhymes are pure nonsense.
They’re mighty obnoxious, while mine get stock options.
They gonna knock both your body and mind unconscious.
Not since Pac has the world spied such concoctions.
I can’t understand you. Are you speaking pig-latin?
I’ll build a steamroller outta words - You’ll freakin be flattened.
Only then will you be smooth, like satin or patent leather.
I’m more strapped than James Bond & Batman put together.
I’m saved, but I don’t lack the knack to pack handguns.
Chrome or dual-tone, and in fact, some flat black ones
Listen to this rap as I attack your wack actions.
Meanwhile ya girl’s givin me back-to-back back rubs.
I’ll fly to England to show you the raw deal,
hit ya so hard you’ll flip over in a cartwheel,
burn ya, like Burger King’s burgers when char-grilled,
and then be back home in time to watch Smallville.
