Zabe wrote:If you don't pull out a good verse, guess you'll start blaming Zabe
Wishing that I didn't spell away your lyrics like David Blaine
I heard you gained twenty-five pounds and got the hives
You're so unsightly, you'd make fucking Waka Flocka blind!
Ya, you're homophobic and just expressing your mind
Ripping off GameTheory's first verse, I think you're expressing flirty signs
You're still alive, hanging with a bunch of depressives
Guess Zabe's your only light in a recession
Let's be honest, if Ego is slept on
That means you're crushed under a pillow that weighs a ton
Remember when you said "c'mon, let's make a duo"?
One dope lyricist isn't enough, two freaks are crucial
I have so many eminememies, oh wait, there's only you
You annoy me that much there might as well be thirty two
Then you start bullshitting about how you have no idols
Fuck that, I'm your idol, when I'm gone you'll have no vitals
VS.
Man1x wrote:Your rhymes just can't float the boat, I'm overboard/
I bet your one of those gold digging clover whores/
Scoot over more cause I'm not seeing any love in this war/
When I kill you I wont be cleaning any blood off the cord/
You'll run out the door, and I'll take the few lights from your eyes/
Keep rolling the dice and get ready to fight till you die/
Will you cry? You said yourself, your this gay, broken man/
I would take you to space and kill you with a choking hand/
Your that old fuck brand called "Zabe's New Cool Rubber Bullets"/
Cool it, blunderin' prick, stop saying you love some Jew dick/
I took the pillow and smothered your kids then slit there dicks/
Did I forget to mention their wrists? I'm building brick upon brick/
You gonna do a Slick Rick like Nick then spray collabs with Ego?/
Nahhhhh you couldn't even get Trio, let alone rap with Geno/
I'll hit this in a C note, please, just don't go and reply with suicide/
Cause it wouldn't be that funny if you broke and decided to go die/
First to 3 wins.
