Luyện nghe bài hát Lunchroom Take-Out

Scene: in the lunchroom cafeteria

Boogie]
So you wanna battle me, you wanna me bring it
Don't to nobody bring it to me, if you wanna battle....

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

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

Scott]
Whateva kid, matter who i am....

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

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

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

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

[Swel
Looka here we got in the house, yo check it, check it

Q-Unique beating on the lunchroom tables

freestyling....

[Swel
Man please, come on you just a bitch flip
And I can tell your nervous, why you got a in your lip
'cause you ain't got for me, you corny, I know you saw me
Hitting up moms, 'cause she was horny, and it was forny, funny

[GR8
Shut up dummy, learn how to
That's why your girl and your moms told me to sperm on her
Now you did it, try to battle me and you got calm looks
You 'bout to come get burnt like all the food that mom cooks
And then one minute later, your gonna end up on the dead
You gased, the only 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 lunchroom

Boogie]
Like everyone in this lunchroom including you better beware i'm the
Just from looking at you, I can 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......

Scott]
I got that shit that you deal with, see you need me to save you
You know 'cause you don't have a flow, your breath smells like a platano

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

[GR8
never that, i'm too dope, hell yeah
And you going no where but the lunchline or welfare
You ain't even passing your classes, brain is rusty, oil it
And you couldn't drop no shit, if you was sitting on the
You ain't nothing, look at all the rhymes you be hitting with
My little burned your freestyle, my freestyle burned your written

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

Boogie]
Why's you tellin' me your name, your
You ????, you ???? and you call him your princess
You a ????, you cheesy like a
To get higher than me, come on you gotta weed yo
Fuck battlin', whip yo ass you punk
To battle me, you don't need a mic, you a asthma pump
Money grip, when i come you seein' the bombs
You a pervert, jerking off the pornos of me and your
you wack, and umm I think its best you pray
You the type to get beat up, even if it freshmen day
Come on man, ahh come on, I scared a ya
You so poor the only time you eat is in the lunchroom
You ain't even graduating, opportunity doors slam in your face
You been in the so long, you'll take the janitors place
Money grip, and you talking about my hair, look at dumb curl
I'm surrounded by females, you don't 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 hospital and cut off one ball
Matter fact, that, I can tell I was wrecking
I'ma leave and burn this muthafucka, eat steak um in a second

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