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HipHopHouse.Com Ultimate Emcee Tournament 7 Round 1 - Sketch vs. Erasmus
funny humorous giggle yo
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The Fo Sheezy on your left handed neezy.
It's been a long time since I've actually produced any of my own music. When you see the dates to the songs on my music page, you'll get the idea. Lately, I've been working with kids and helping them produce music, but fear not, I might have something in the works very soon!
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Peak #1,939
Peak in subgenre #142
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Sketch
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2003
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October 24, 2004
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MP3 2.3 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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HipHopHouse.Com Ultimate Emcee Tournament 7 Round 1 - Sketch vs. Erasmus
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Yo, I woke up this morning, feeling nasty as shit, My stomach garggled and groaned, like some prehistoric tar pit, So, I hit the toilet quick with projectal vomit, Green chuncks mashed in with bread crumbs and spit, Gold nuggets, bloody snacks packs, vegetable wax, Yellow grease, and some white shit that looked like anthrax, All mixed in with some carrot mush gook, What else can I say about the way that you look, C'mon son, why'd you bother stepping to this, Were you really that eager to get slapped with a diss, And not by this, but by every other person that exsists, Saying, I can't believe I've ever spoken to Erasmus, Blast this into the side of your head, It's shaped like a square, a perfect slice of white bread, And still I could swear you think your black, And that when your rapping you don't think that your wack, But he's too busy thuggin it up on the net, To take a look at his life and maybe regret, That fact that he's flamboiant and likes the rod, The kid gives so much head that he rocks a gold mouth guard, Don't have to keep dissin cause I'm already through, If you get any votes then they felt bad for you, But I must admit, you sound like Fab at his best, But thats only cause when you rap, you sound all out of breath, Why don't you stop and check yourself, instead, Stop using bigs words, cause we know it's pretend, You wouldn't even know what to do with a dictionary, Hell, you'd be lost in a game of pictionary, I thought this kid was supposed to have good songs, I was wrong, bitch admit it your mamma's wearing your thongs, Is he aware that this is a battle to beware, And not just because I'll point out that he's a queer, So let's go, lay down the mic, no need to fight, You could rap here all night and no one would think you were tight, Except the first guy that you ever had sex with, Kudos, damn, must have just gotten reckless, Before I go, I'll leave you with some old school advice, One from your man Erasmus to be precise, One that has to do with you boy wonder, What was it, oh ya, fools are without number,
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