Luyện nghe bài hát Lunchroom Take-Out

Scene: in the lunchroom cafeteria

[Swel
So you battle me, you wanna battle me bring it
Don't talk to bring it to me, if you wanna battle....

Scott]
Whateva' kid trying to show-off....

Boogie]
Who's you of all?? nobody knows you up in here....

[GR8
Whateva kid, matter who i am....

Boogie]
I'm Swel Boogie, whos you?? yo Q me a beat
He wanna battle me, give me a Q....

Scott]
You ain't nothin' kid, you a ugly muthafucka, say your kid....

Boogie]
Come on belly, fat man....

Scott]
Whateva' fix your teeth, see the fairy....

Boogie]
Looka here we got fruitcakes in the house, yo check it, it

beat: Q-Unique beating on the lunchroom

freestyling....

Boogie]
Man please, come on you a bitch tryna flip
And I can your nervous, why you got a twitch in your lip
'cause you got nothing for me, you corny, I know you saw me
up your moms, 'cause she was horny, and it was forny, funny

[GR8
up dummy, learn how to speak
That's why your girl and your told me to sperm on her cheek
Now you did it, try to battle me and you got calm looks
You 'bout to come get burnt like all the that your mom cooks
And then one minute later, your gonna end up on the floor
You gased, the thing that's big about you is your forehead
I'm fed up with all the things about you and I just heard one
And you supposed to be the illest nigga that rhymes in this

Boogie]
Like everyone in this lunchroom including you better i'm the best
Just looking at you, I can tell your mom's got hair on her chest
'cause your eyebrows connect and their so long your lips will it
I'm on shit that when i flipping......

[GR8
I got that that you can't deal with, see you need me to save you
You why?? 'cause you don't have a flow, your breath smells like a platano

Boogie]
HOLD UP ASSHOLE, don't be tryna cut me off, you soft
And, that's the second time you did that, ima send yo ass to the
Pole where its freezing, and its on, bad for your health
Somebody pass him a tissue, he's on himself
What, and get it, your debted than somebody with aids
I'ma play you like spades, your ass like dreads or braids
You don't want it, if you did, your ass be a fool
I'ma embarass you so bad, your gonna transfer to school

[GR8
Embarassed that, i'm too dope, hell yeah
And you going no where but the lunchline or welfare
You even passing your classes, your brain is rusty, oil it
And you drop no shit, if you was sitting on the toilet
You nothing, look at all the rhymes that you be hitting with
My little sister burned your freestyle, my freestyle burned written

Soon you'll be in denial, and you're not gonna
That I burned you, and I can by 21 you'll be bald
I'm off the wall, with all the off the head shit I make up
You need one haircut, plus 33 shape ups
So go ahead and laugh at him, and i'ma come and take
I'm the magnificent M.C., why they call me GR8 Scott

[Swel
Why's you me your name, your friendless
You ????, you ???? and you call him your princess
You a ????, you cheesy a dorito
To get higher than me, come on you gotta weed yo
Fuck battlin', i'ma yo ass you punk
To battle me, you don't a mic, you need a asthma pump
Money grip, when i come you seein' the bombs
You a pervert, off the pornos of me and your moms
Money you wack, and umm I its best you pray
You the type to get beat up, if it ain't freshmen day
on man, ahh come on, I ain't scared a ya
You so poor the only you eat is in the lunchroom cafeteria
You ain't even graduating, opportunity doors slam in your face
You in the school so long, you'll take the janitors place
Money grip, and you talking about my hair, at your dumb curl
I'm surrounded by females, you even got one girl

Scott]
You talking all that shit, and yet you sound weak
The reason you got any girls, 'cause they think you be around me
Every since the beginning of battle, your best best was to run
As this one girl told me, you went to the and they cut off one ball
fact, fuck that, I can tell I was wrecking
I'ma just leave and burn this muthafucka, eat um in a second

til fade