~Rap Battle~ (Includes harsh language) (archived by NightFall)

[Hani]

Er eh uhm uhm
Some say you can't
I say that you will
My sinning cost a grip
But I paid the bill
You don't believe me
I show you whats real
Some rappers don't got skill
But somehow they got a deal.
Weird
I'm riding around in this airport
Flying around on my skateboard
And my glasses on like a straight dork
Oh your money's tall but these days short
I love the haters so I pray for em
See them hearts we aim for em
So I tell the world that we stay touring
And we do it our way, we won't change for em
This ain't no fast food (Nope, nope)
You can't order us
They looking so confused (Heh)
What's the formula?
We just really want more of words
Na we don't need to cut ourselves with swords
Even when they ain't awarding us
And them strip clubs money drugs
C'mon 'cause you boring us
We heard it all before
And I'm still unimpressed with that sort of stuff
We were made for more though
That lip service don't mean nothing
all u gotta do is have chance for something
that cant be running but hold on for a min..
When u step here,try to clean your mouth or else i teach you brushing...