Urkel urkel urkel what u comin over here for
Tryna steal my claw u catchin L’s up in this war
It’s like deja vu for u when ur sins ear hits the floor
In other news , I’m better, stacking my cheddar
And I don’t mean forum cheese
Got my dick in ur girls throat it’s getting hard to breathe
But it’s all fun and games, and I’m partially kidding
What kind of rap is that ? Looks more like fake bidding
I don’t need this claw, you can have it,
Maybe then it’ll force you to purchase some practice

Ur all too loose, like a pussy gone bad
reading your shit kinda makes me sad
it's christmas eve night, and we all want a claw
probably no girl around for us to pound raw
so spit it and spin it, and howl at the moon
i'll never admit it, you're writhing too soon
and broken and booned, while missing and cooned
the brightening star awakes in my room
a glistening pixel awaits me tonight
forever entangled and missing from sight
however we ponder and wonder amiss
forever unspoken, a turntable's bliss
so break up my speech and foresee an advance
it's christmas eve night, im not wearing pants
so merry christmas to all and to all a good claw
with sc's to match in the shape of a paw.

Ur a joke, kinda like ur post count
Selling ur account? Lemme get a discount
It’s not that special , and I just ate
Go buy VOLTRONS names, and catch another (8)

You rappin for a claw? You must be some fools.
Steppin up to the mic about to make the rules.
I came to spit and i came to win.
Straight from the head aint neva need pen.
Droppin bars for days, givin you boys ass kickins
Spittin out tough shit, overcooked chicken.
rap game hot you could call me a comet.
All this money i got, throw it up like vomit.
And ima show u how to do this thang one time.
i got the illest bars, like im committin a crime.
yeah, and i aint done yet.
ima win this battle. wanna make a bet?
Wolf of Wallstreet money ima buy jet.
fly it straight to yo house and play with ya girls breasts.
16 bars so i had to get straight to then point.
MacDrizzy in the house, so i had to wreck this joint.

you rap like a gimic i like all the fruits she likes all the spinach i like all the shoe's.

the rambo go lambo like hand go. let the hands go.

1st 1 to the damn bo. let the am go.