I got a 3rd leg and I'll speak in 3rd person
I'm the real deal, Matious - generic version
You said you like the cock, go have it out with The Virgin
Dirty Curt the greatest, fade to black, close the curtain
I just preach the sermon,
Matious admits hes gay
Dressed up in a tutu, fuckin boo boo and s_k

Oh geez i guess im a musicbanter whore!
your mixtape made me snore
Please do close those curtains
no one was in the crowd, im certain
except maybe the virgin
and im not talking bout you
were you able to graduate from highschool?
I'll help you get your G.E.D.
"general education for nasty muthafucka's like dirty"

You're the musicbanter whore, change your name to vanilla
Gay as rainbow lovin Gaga fans, covered in glitter
yes i graduated high school, got my diploma
perfect SAT scores, didn't even take em sober
Conan's bout to blow his load, so leave your mouth ajar
I know you do it often, mimicking your avatar

Snap back to reality...

Ooop there goes gravity.

We've confirmed im gay
it's okay
cuz ill still slay your ass in broad day with the ak
nvm, that sounds like some generic **** you would say

Dirty call your next mixtape "growing up as an inbred"
Of course your scared of ***gots, your a wanna-be skinhead
So have fun chilling in your backwater swamp with alligators
ill be enjoying modern appliances like....radiators

yeah i don't even know about this one but i had to respond:confused:

So you think you're gonna cross me
And mess with my ****?
Openin' your ****in' trap And flappin' your lip?
Don't **** with me, nigga
Cause you're gonna get dropped
I'll snap off your neck With a crackle and pop!
If you say anything
You'll beg me to die
Cause I'll make you suck my dick
Then I'll nut in your eye
I'll stomp on your world
As if my name was Godzilla
I'm comin' for you, motha-****a,
I'm your Krazee-Eyez Killa!

F*ck you Dirty Curt. I don't even gotta try 'cuz your own rhymes'll leave you straight murked. You little jerk off, let's see you post a smiley face after I whipe your f*ckin' smirk off.

I'll jerk off into a test tube and create a genetic clone of me, 'cuz you can't compete. 'Cuz battling myself is the only method of losing that's even a possibility. I'm on that next level G. Enjoy the glass ceiling 'cuz that's the only way you're even capable of seeing me.

You need to quit now dawg before I leave your ass injured. I'll jam my elbow in your wind pipe and leave you straight winded. I straight win it. Spit flow without quittin'. I'll kill you off the top, f*ckin' freestyle or a written.

I ain't down to play games, you're arguin' on some f@ggot sh*t. Who cares if homie's g@y? Compared to you, he's still mackin' it. Grab you by the throat, f*ck your style, I'm attackin' it. Unwrapping it, 'cuz my sh*t's a gift, and you're just some flimsy packaging.

My style's ravishing. Leave you straight ravaged when I damage kids. Flow off the top of the lid, no stoppin'. I'll be the first to f*ck you over, cherry poppin.' I hopped in, took on all challengers and straight robbed them. This ain't Compton but you better call a cop in 'cuz a thought just popped in and said to leave your face stomped in.

And f*ck packin' a gun. A blowtorch and a hanger in your ass sounds more fun. Your flow is heavy? Mine's a ton. Yours is a period? Yeah, that's right, 'cuz your ass is done. Bitch.

Everybody's approach to this is quite unique and different, its neat :)

Hey
Wait
I've got a new complaint

I hear a lot of trash talk / but all I see are fakes
I'll do you like Cobain / my raps will blow your brain
Half you crackers on a boat / I'm still on a plain
Spit the plain pain / Mr. Make It Rain
I get more head than Clinton / ya'll got less than Hussein