We Ride for Batty

[Verse 1]
Alright Pooface, you thought you were safe
But as it turns out, you are catching a case
You are a terrible rapper, and I can't fuck with your songs
All you rap about is how you're crapping so long
I think you are an ugly guy with no cool clothes like N1
You are as bad as Joseph Stalin, but so much worse
At least he had lyrically ammo to disperse

[Chorus]
I ride for Batty, and no other label
I ride for Batty, not a fable
I ride for Batty, 'cause them guys are my dogs
I ride for Batty, 'till the wheels fall
I ride for Batty, and no other label
I ride for Batty, not a fable
I ride for Batty, 'cause them guys are my dogs
I ride for Batty, 'till the wheels fall

[Verse 2]
Who's this Dakota Meat, trying to rap all on my beat
I think this dumbass piece of shit is legit named Pete
The most inferior rapper on this damn label, by far
I would rather be strapped up, listening to Lord Jamar
I will stab you in the neck with 43 candy canes
And then ask you if it reminds of prostate pains
I will upload it to YouTube and get 40 million views
Then you can tell about how much you hate the Jews
And who is this Gary guy, acting like he is cooler
I will snap you in half, like you are a ruler
I will throw you in a can of [?], and get glass on your face
Then as you cry, I will rip out your wee place
We ride for Batty, oh, fuck it, I'm not going to sing the hook again
But I might have to kill Bat with my hook again
He is an Irish cunt with dumbo ears, who thinks he made the label
When really it was Gordy, and he just used a cable
To put it in Gordy's anus, and murder him at once
And just like Mark Zuckerberg, the credit went to Bat
We should all know this, because it happened like that

[Outro]
Oh, and I'm just playing Batty, you know I love you