Sunday, April 27, 2014

Charlotte Bobcats vs Miami Heat, Game 3 diss rap



Steve Mitchell-USA TODAY Sports

Dac

Down 2-0 and our chances might look nonexistentBut I know one thing, the Cats are Heat-resistant

Two games might seem like a lotbut we haven't even begun to fire shots

I'm the god body MCwatch like Birdman watches child pornographyYou're heat but you're not as hot as meGive you a basketball lobotomyWatch you rot at the bottom of the seaYou've gotta leave because you've got no shot at 3

Sorry, out of order, Bobcats about to explode like a mortarwe'll make it quick so your fans don't have to show up in the fourth quarterWe'll force you out of the orbit to award yaBecause you won't want more, no one left to support yaWe'll export ya and transport your body across the border

Watch outta the way when MKG gets lift offyour fans are as fake as your "best" rapper, Rick Ross

Unlike Rick Ross, no one's ghostwriting my rhymesGhost like your ticket sales, ghost like your concession lines

Ghost like LeBron when he's gotta take the last oneCuz he passed on it, pulled a fast one, he's master of that one

Ben

You got us twice but trust you won't find that glitch againWe're gonna smoke you in our joint, shoutout to Mitch in MichiganLeBron's gonna blow this challenge like a spoonful of cinnamonyou simpleton, welcome to beatdown town where you're a citizenToo much sun got you complacent and impotent cuz it's a carcinogenAnd look at Ray Allen, just another old Miami ex-pat new englishman

MKG's on a tear so James Jones is gonna get his die onThe kid is gonna abuse him like a used Toyota Scionput him in the nylon so best not leave him on an islandHe's about to get swallowed up and excreted like ammonium ions

You can grin watchin' the tape but we'll check the ClipseWe're grindin' and Hell Hath No Fury like Al Jeff pissedFakes got you fallin cuz it's you can't know which period ends the ellipseMore mystifiying than knowing if Toney Douglas' shot still exists

We'll hit you with cold cuts, no more losing, cold turkey, we're quittin' itWe ain't kiddin' them, a "Good Job, Good Effort" quilt, we're not the ones knittin' itThis is an ignition remix, we're coming together so we won't be the fission menYou ain't wanna hear us now but when we win in six, you can listen then

Source: http://www.rufusonfire.com/2014/4/26/5655418/charlotte-bobcats-vs-miami-heat-game-3-diss-rap



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