Team Omega:
Oh so bright's a blooper? Im a certefied plumber.
Nothing you could've said would've made you look dumber.
So Siege is your n*gga? Then i aint even mad that i lost,
I guess to buy a vote, friendship would be the cost.
But it's time to pay the toll, gonna send you down the River Styx,
I dont give a f*ck about a poll, this sh*t aint no politics.
If N/A would "bust my ass" Then i suggest he get started,
But then again thats him not you, the d*ck ridin's done sparked up.
Talkin up the other teams, hopin they get your back
'cause you know even with a team that all that you be spittin is whack
Already b*tch is cryin 'cause i spit some shit that was personal,
Bright simply cant handle it against a flow that is terminal.
How you gonna say i aint worked for it, when i won my way to the top?
Made it to second place, when you aint proven f*ckin squat?
Bright Shadow even your name is contradiction,
And it would appear to me, that player hatin' is your affliction.
'Cause you just just spittin fiction, chump is straight warmin me up,
Almost didn't reply, bet then im like "Nah i dont give two f*cks"
Ill kick in two battles, mash up both my opponents
Kill 'em both in one post,have n*ggas callin me the poet
'Cause neither Narut or Shadow can touch me and both of em done know it,
Its the specific reason that Bright called me ethereal,
Because ill flow right through you, and infect you; Bacterial
Yeah Bacterial, cause my flow is so sick,
Ill get under your f*ckin skin, you can call me the tick.
Tick Tick now..its time to get serious, (To Narut only beyond this point)
And drop some bombshells thatll leave Narut delirious,
Rhymin 'Him' with 'Him', ive got you graspin for straws,
Because ive left you wounded, cut you in half with raptor claws.
You said it yourself, i left you unable to reply,
because the sh*t i spit was genius, f*ckin sh*t was so sly,
That you went and forgot you talked about a soft d*ck first,
If i keep f*ckin with ya head like this you'll be leavin in a hearse,
Because ill f*ckin lobodomize, thats right Ill drive a spike through your head,
By the time im through with you it's like youll wish you were dead,
Youve got a flow thats pathetic, with a rhyme scheme that lacks esthetic,
And you're spittin bars, then acting apologetic,
Matchin wits with one who has powers that are kinetic,
And a personality that's apathetic,
With Win in my veins, you can call that sh*t genetic.
And you think Poison trumps acid? Son, Are you retarded?
Acid straight melts, f*ckin tears away at your flesh,
Poison can be cured, your logic's more holey than mesh.
Everyone knows i am fresh, and that you are generic street trash
Who think that hes a rapper 'but your shit barely rhymes, and fails to even rash
Who talks bout gettin b*tches, when its clear by his ballads,
That hes just chasin tails, like it was a Season for Wabbits.
You tried killing two birds with 1 stone, but the stone was way off
Had this man scared to handle me solo, that’s cause NA’s a boss
Bombshells? This nigga got shell shocked form the bombs I dropped
niggas on top of me?, I make an avalanche - they drop from the top
I was the first to say Bright Shadows name is a contradiction
ya'll niggas followed me and said what I already cooked in the kitchen
quit it with these gay ass line bro, I DO NOT wanna bust yo ass
cause the only thing I’m busting is a cap in ya ass to shatter you like glass
talking about kinetic power, once I start this force can’t be stopped
showing you no love, on yo head the world finna get dropped
genetics ain't shit when my blood cells are mutated to the point where my words make rappers feel degraded and the pain escalated to the point they wanna cut their wrist and end up faded
difference between you and me is you like things to explode in yo mouth
and I’m not talking bout p-ussy, you like hard things going in and out
and you’re probably laying back thinking, “God damn, he’s right
that’s exactly how I be when I suck my ol man’s dik at night”
you said battery acid, acid and battery acid has different pH levels
ma flow is my pitch fork and ma bars are my horns, call me the devil
u mad cause at the library I put a Gay Rights book in the Fiction section
and I’m not showing you any affection cause you can try to put me down but I rise like RESURRECTION, YOU’RE GAYER THAN ONE DIRECTION,
against me you better off going into witness protection
only the best survive- kill you like natural selection
I’m finna stop this man “flow” like a urinary tract infection
yo ass ashamed cause yo dik got a fungal infection and it’s looks like a mushroom whenever you get an erection
you thought the shit you spit was slick until NA came in the rap game and fuked up yo whole clique
and made everyone of ya’ll niggas admit to being a bitch cause I threaten to hit you with this lyrically fist
and yeah, niggas calling you a poet cause you aint ready to be a rapper and even them bitches know it
and if your flow is so sick then why am I causing an epidemic and rappers are getter ill-er cause of the game I spit cause I kill it
you’ll read about yo defeat in the newspaper tomorrow, the media will be fill with every emotion but sorrow
they be like, “NA killed that nigga painful and saw his every move like he could see from every angle.”
you’re trying fuk with ma head, good thing I used protection
cause this bitch got the HIV, get him some of dat medicine
and bro, I didn’t ryhme him with him, it’s call using “rich rhymes”
“using two different words that happen to sound the same”, like I did mines
so before you say retarded shit and wanna puff yo chest out
remember that you couldn’t handle me alone - so shut yo mouth
and you’re finally getting serious?, I thought that was child play
they should locked me up for raping this kid in a paedophile way
and yeah poison can be cured, but the poison I SPIT KILLS IN SECONDS
NOW PUT THEM TOYS AWAY, I’M TIRED OF RAPPING AGAINST ADOLESCENCES
