If you beat me in a rap battle, I’ll shout you out
Haha, alright, bring it!
Alright, let’s go
Eleven years old, you can’t **** with me
I play Fortnite every day, and I can’t be beat
A creative mode G, ain’t touched grass for weeks
I got bars for days, and I’ma clap ’em cheeks!
I snipe ’em in the face, then they uninstall
Yo girl was impressed, so I took her to the mall
More game than you, in more ways than two
And you’ll never stop this eleven-year-old-Jew!
You’re not eleven, that’s **** weird
And I’ll bet a dollar that you’ve got a beard
And you’re drinkin’ beer cause you’re filled with fear
It’s clear, my dear, that your end is near
Talkin’ bout prison bars that won’t go near your rear
Fortnite, and rhyming skills, both top tier
More game than you, I’m rich and famous too
And there’s no shot that you could fill up my shoes!
****, you’re a dog water bottler
You’re a greasy glizzy gobbler
I bet a million dollars that you are a crib robber, sir!
Now I’ve won this battle, I’ve done enough
Watch it back like sports center, Da Na Na
No, there’s no doubt you’re about to shout me out
So, Give. Me. My. Clout
And this thirty-seven-year-old is out!
Called it!
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ThatNerdChris Lyrics – Sus Rap Battle 3
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