i aint even gota brag about my swag your a fag
charismatic there you have it ive got in the bag
thank my mother thank my dad cos maybe its genetic
but u probably stay pathetic cos u cant pay to get it
i dont say it my lines yall runnin round talkin bout ugot swagger
so run ima go ahead n point out ur shit chatter
ill reduce u and your crew down to anti matter
my lines are so sick radiate me theres cancer in my rhymes
yer im stupid man i know it and i know that im a jerk
hit u with my sick bars have u pukin on ya shirt
but ill be in the booth doing work
using lyrics to still puttin humans in the dirt
you can try do to the same but its not a good look
im inpatient i wont rap ill just hitcha with a left hook
nobody here got swagger they just like to boycott it
like you held it hostage dragged it out into the street n shot it
its really so unfortunate how yall are forcin it
like its tide up in the basement so you can torture it
yall gonna go up to be main stream being all corperate
rap use to be fly until u faggots made a corpse of it
Nice flow homie.
Anyways...
Ryan, you think youz the legitness,
But youz just another punk on my shit list,
I have a quickness, its sharp and it stabs,
It cuts you so many times, you won't be able to count scabs,
I'm like a razor, all I gotta do is jus spit,
What I'm thinking, even if it's sounding like shit,
It's funny, cuz I'm so stealthy and lethal,
I don't need a knife to cut you, jus paper and pencil,
But the cut is so deep, it'll scar you for life,
You'll be in hell, begging to get out of this strife,
All the pain, the turmoil, and anguish,
Will be so overwhelming, that you'll wanna jus quit,
Be my quest, go ahead and move on,
Ya'll got a new ruler, Ryan's jus another chess pawn,
Oh and Ryan, don't you dare forget to bring,
The crown over here, to the new rap battle king.
Try make sure you're words rhyme better together e.g.
