Bobby vs me rap battle II

(what i said)
Maybe u should be worried about me
Like u said im a nobody
Bro what happens to u when u lose to me
Yeah that's what i thought
I'll be a has been
While thell call me an mvp
Shit they might call me an G.O.B
So I'm turn ing ur bitch ass into marry
Just excepted it bro
Ur times up
It's my time
Ur over
Ur done
Cuz Im hear
Im hear for the win
So get to Steppen
Bra if u were me u couldent diss me
Ur not a baller ur a phony
I bet the only girls u get r in the pages of a cadologe
Ur so fat
The won't evan try to find ur dick
If u have one
Ur the true lol dicky
Minus the followers
But u think ur gonna win
Cuz ur not
So why dont u get to steppen
Before I step over ur bitch ass

(what bobby said)
Yeah
Uh
I pick on any rapper who’s a weaker target
A wake-up call for anybody who’s sleepin’ on me
I got the hands for anybody who really wants it
But if you’re comin’ at me, then you better bring an army
Murder a beat, ill kill a you and eat the carcass
Spit flames, I swear to God I’mma leave ‘em sparkin’
I drive ‘em crazy, it’s just the way that I leave ‘em carsick
Mean mobbin’, I’m green-gobblin’: no Peter Parker
I am not the rapper to ignore
I’m killing ‘em, about to leave these ur ass in the morgue
I’m the captain of the ship, and I’m a hazard tippin’ forth
They was hatin’ on me
Now I got ‘em askin’ me for more
I am not the one to have a problem with
A problem kid
I been at it way before the compliments
My confidence be soarin’ like a rocket ship
Look at my accomplishments
Take a step back, you know I got this shit
I’m ten toes off of the ground
Right hook knock you ten feet right off of the ground
Author profound
They hated, now they copy the sound
Talked and laughed, but now they all wanna be part of it now
You calling me now
Crazy I’m the talk of the town
Osama Bin Laden: I’m steady dropping bombs on ‘em now
Yo, I’m really ‘bout to show you all what Bobby is about
I’m takin’ shots, and all they’re doin’ is calling a foul
The greatest is what I aim to be
I’ve been living so patiently
I am what they came to see
So take a seat and hang with me
I’m just giving the flame inside of my brain
Come welcome to take the heat
I’m just takin’ shots at the ones that be throwing shade at me
Got a lot of people I know that be lookin’ fake to me
So I’m killing ‘em off, and I’m choppin’ up every snake I see
A lot of the girls that you fuck with all got the HIV
I’m in the major league
On a different level if you wanna hang with me

(what i said)
Oh
So u want this battle nah
Oh
Yeah
So u think u some rapper
Okay

Oh
Hear we go agian
Prepare to meat ur end
Just looked u up on FB
U have zero freinds
U a loser
I dont think u want this battle
U know ur gonna lose

Bobby u don't want a battle
Ur the snake without the raddle
The boat without the saddle
The hores without the saddle
Son I think u should scaddle
Adios amigo
How do I have to say it for u to here me clearlly
Sianara
Bobby couldent rap anything but my burrito

(what i said)
Maybe u should be worried about me
Like u said im a nobody
Bro what happens to u when u lose to me
Yeah that's what i thought
I'll be a has been
While thell call me an mvp
Shit they might call me an G.O.B
So I'm turn ing ur bitch ass into marry
Just excepted it bro
Ur times up
It's my time
Ur over
Ur done
Cuz Im hear
Im hear for the win
So get to Steppen
Bra if u were me u couldent diss me
Ur not a baller ur a phony
I bet the only girls u get r in the pages of a cadologe
Ur so fat
The won't evan try to find ur dick
If u have one
Ur the true lil dicky
Minus the followers
But u think ur gonna win
Cuz ur not
So why dont u get to steppen
Before I step over ur bitch ass

(what bobby said)
Young boy, but a hardened veteran
Hard as metal, and sick like I am off my medicine
Bars better than these part-time partial specimens
Ill dismember you ‘til ain’t nothin’ left but skeletons
Don’t fuck with me, I’ve had too much practice
You don’t stand a half-chance, I am too good at this
Throwin' rappers to the curb like a crackhead’s mattress
I’m hungriest in the game, they should call me Katniss
I’m good! Don’t underestimate
I have talent that you can’t replicate
This the major leagues now, homie
You are fucking with heavyweights
I got real fans, I got real bars, and the shit that I say really resonates
In my lane, I ain’t planning to press the brakes
Only fucking thing I do is accelerate!
You gettin’ blown away, with no delay
‘Cause every fuckin’ flow’s the same, it’s so cliche
I promise I’mma show you lames I own the game
You shoulda never chose to play! Uh!
Coming up with the people that I starved with
Don’t see competition, only targets
Hear your music, and I wonder where the heart is
Fucking garbage!
You are fucking with an artist
See, the stars where I’m going, what I’m bound for
To the presidential suite from the ground floor
I got people who supported me for years
So the fake friends, man, what the fuck you hanging around for!?
I have given this every single last part of me
Dedication is coursing through all my arteries
And no matter what these motherfuckers say
There’s not a person in this game who’s given this shit as much heart as me

(what i said)
So what
U think u somethen
U think
U think ur some rapper
U think ur the future. ii
U think u got the fame
U think that fame is urs
Bro ur so wrong
That fame is mine
Ur just holding onto it for me
Im a rapper
Im the future
That's my fame
Just wait ull see
U don't know cuz u weigh
I just looked on ur FB
U have zero friends
Bobby rumble is a loser
He's white trash like his music
He just another fake
A phoney
A wannabe Eminem
This fat fuck can't rap
He can't evan get out of his chair
He just jealous
Cuz
I got the girl
I got the rap
I got the talent
The body
Bobby ruble is just a fat fuck
He gose to McDonald's
He eats the store
Yet he never had takeout
I wouldent listen to his music
If i wanted to comet suicide
I would come his ego and jump down to his IQ
So listen up lil bitch
U r not on my fucken level
Ur not Evan on the level behind me
U will never be on my fucken level
So why dont u take ur bitch ass and crawl back to were ever
The fuck u came from
Cuz this rap battle is over
U fucken lost bitch
Now imma drop the fucken mic
#drako

(what bobby said)
\I see ur having trouble with finding a topic
Riding my wave, but it’s time to get off it
Gone for a second, I’m finally honest
Staring it down, looking right at my target
Hating on me? Better find you a coffin
I got the energy, I am a monster
U tryna rap agent me when
I’m so high I could skydive off a rocket
“Yo, he get away on the tracks!
Look at the way that you rap
I'm gonna say what i im never taking it back!”
Killing ur ass in the grass
Leaving ur ass in the past
I know im making you mad
Tryna send all hate to the back
You ain’t walking with me
Better watch your mouth when you talking to me
I don’t hear what you say, dawg: talking is cheap
Shoulda knew that it was trouble when I got on the beat

(what i said)
U wish u were this awsome
U think u got fame
I call bs
So
A beginner
Fuck no
Im the fucken underdog
I will break u
I will take everything from u
Yet there's nothing to take from some pathetic loser
No jib
No house
No money
No life
Face it bro ur a loser
Im a champ
Don't worry about wining cuz imma take the W for u bro
Then u can take ur rap shove it up ur ass
See how well that plays
Lil bitty bitch