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b.y.o.b. - r3d vs psycho puppet lyrics

[r3d]
welcome to bb’s circ-mcision the abacination where he gets abacinated
dear listeners don’t get fascinated
when i say this battle starts with a 4-0 for bb, cuz you know how sh-t goes down here
loyal d-ck riders and votes by affiliation
so just be patient
but bet yo -ss you ain’t ready for this public humiliation
straight obliteration no conciliation
i’m afraid after this battle i’d go to trial for child molestation
you look like a rick ross if he was a fat asian
you claim to be balling well this is your castration
claim to be dope and fine, aren’t you nine?
i don’t even know how this kid’s battling me now when it’s past his bed time
always wanted to battle me when you know i’d wreck you to pieces
jesus when i was your age the only thing i looked forward to was recess
busta’s all grown with a brain of a fetus
i don’t know if any chick would want to be his
cause busta’s a big d-ck with a small p-n-s
gotta censor my language and keep it pg
so you don’t run and tell you mommy
thinking up rhymes while doing your ch0r-s
i’m snow white schooling this little dwarf
doesn’t just stop there but to an ugly midget he’s going to morph
watch as i turn this lil boy into a real man
time to grow a pair and take a stand
if rappad’s an app you’re its widget
lord forgive me for stomping on this midget
are you sure your mommy doesn’t write your rhymes
cause you put me to sleep, shut up with your lullabies
when it comes to you and i, we know who’s the great one
so stop fronting, getting this l is your fate son
acting like a d-ck when you actually ate one

[psycho puppet]
i can handle any surprises you show me
just saw obi wan ken0bi riding a pony eating a hoagie with bologna
this is your last breath you better believe i’m a k!lling fiend
it’s like my little sister’s birthday party all you’ll hear is screams
special k ran out of lucky charms and got sick now i’m facing red
bang bang she’s dead and for hours and hours she bled
now we’re going at it face to face i know more battle tactics
i’ll send you sprawling backwards looks like you’re doing gymnastics
my rhymes are fire you’re bout to be cooked like potstickers
people don’t wanna see you anymore like you’re the swastika
this bout to be a crime scene get the knife her eyes joined then slit
now you got a speech impediment when you talk to me like porky pig
while some who look at you see a red queen i just see blood and take the throne
sorry red ain’t got a fistful of dollars to pay the bad i ain’t sergio leone
i’m bout to come and gun you down bonnie and clyde
trowel in your chest it’s the living dead’s night
it may seem friendly at first richard scarry
but i ain’t gonna make your day dirty harry
it’s midnight and you can tell there’s murder in the air
when red walks outside it’s like a list bullets everywhere
don’t you dare ever think you can rap like eminem
cause i’ll steal your m&m’s and then spit phlegm on them
you always thought you had a unique lyrical style
but you’re like k you’ve always been a special child
while you probably wear a triangular hat and round boots
i’m the enemy at the gates dressing the queen’s guards in clown suits
i have a nac to rock the mike no need to play hyde n’ seek
tear you limb from limb rip you into pieces of eight now you got a pirate’s knee

- b y o b lyrics

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