Dr. Drake battlin' Opheshul
MicWar Tournament #2, Round 2
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Lyrics
Now I prolly shouldn’t go so far, but this is no holds barred.
You got Cher’s brain and Sonny Bono’s heart.
So, don’t start claimin that you’re oh so smart
cuz if life is a track you got the slow go-cart.
It’s now ‘official.’ I’ma pound ya tissue
into the ground. There’s no way to get around this issue.
Just how’d you get into the second round? Or did you?
Even Mini-Me would hafta bend down to hit you.
I’m bound to split you and your livelihood
like when lightning strikes trees and ignites its wood.
Practice like you should then you might be good
But you’ll still suck highly, in all likelihood.
Lightly put, I’m just eggin the fight.
Did I say you had a brain? Well I reckon I lied.
For a second there I thought you was a regular guy.
But on a scale from one to five, you’re a negative pi.
For real, you shoulda stuck to drills with Tai-Bo.
Somehow your audio is filled with typos.
Like it’s Bunker Hill, I’ma spill ya type-O.
until the tide of blood fulfills my tight flow.
Drake don’t wanna repeat how he beat Stenners
Believe me, you’ll regret you had to meet me in this.
I’ll scare ya so white you’ll look completely sinless.
You’re knee-deep in jokes cold as TV dinners.
You remind me of somebody. Hmm… maybe Bert & Ernie.
This doctor will fillet you then lay you in a gurney.
But first things first, before I take you on this journey:
Wasn’t Angellos the only lady in the tourney?
