*Bigray is still writing, he said he'd be done in 2 weeks. But I'll just drop this here. It's 48 bars total, I don't know what structure he's doing it in as long as it's 48 bars. And no flipping.
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(3) Punchlines
(3) Personals
(2) Multies
(2) Flow
(1) Structure
(1) Vocab/Complex
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Beat: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Scda1zfiQC4
"Buckle Nation"s your location, I'm sick of this 'poet',
See that region near your buckle? I'ma hit you below it.
You look like The Rock mixed with Forrest Gump,
We can ping-pong fists all day, there's more to come.
Class kicked your ass, so you left the forum,
But then Class left so I see you're back for more then.
That's the story that is tellin' the full truth,
This is the only beating I don't want you to pull through.
You piece of shit, whining about personals,
Personally, I think you're just dying to shout "work it, girl!"
Throwing your hands forward bent ninety degrees,
Man, I can picture it now, complete with smiles and cheese.
I've been dying to seize a fucking battle with you,
I'd be lying for weeks if you could handle it, dude.
Yes I'm from Alaska, yes I'm kinda fat,
But your rhymes are so weak you can't even give Tyga dap.
You tryna rap, I heard your song on A.S.
But all I heard was noises from you and your buddy's gay sex.
And when it finally reached the apex - nah, fuck it,
I refuse to make fun of this dude, this man's rugged.
His swag is so high, reality can't touch him,
And got tickets for the plain but forgot to pack luggage.
Damn, that sucks, bitch... man, you so high and fly
I can try and try to diss this kind of guy
But when I gaze into his eyes a'glaze,
Lookin' at his book of rhymes, FUCK, he can't find the page!
You have more call-outs than a worker for phone sex,
And you're purchasing weed that hasn't even grown yet.
Yeah I love Emma, Ellie too, her shit's insane,
Are you really gonna use the same shit on me you did with Pain?
Mirror self pics, yes, but are you seeing this?
Have your friends from KotD ghostwrite but bro, do you even lift?!
But of course you'd have to be "really smart to get that",
But class is now in session, so bitch, go'head and sit back.
Lyricism so sharp I tend to sever tendons,
The only time your end rhymes will end is when I end 'em!
You're just a child in a grown man's bod,
Wait a minute, QUIET! - Can you hold that thought...?
Oh my God! Now it's clear like a summer's day,
You're only actin' childish 'cuz you want it the other way!
You call me a kid, and now I'm running inside
To tell you to bite the pillow cuz I'm coming in dry!
And I think it's funny you say you get with chicks,
But you'd never touch a female, faggot, did you think of this?
Bitch, please, need I point out your wrong ways?
God, Jesus, Allah... whatever, man, they're all fake.
That's a dagger to your heart, eh little bitch?
Let's ask Steve Irwin how big this Ray really is.