Oh look it's D-Double with a plethora of wack verses/
When I dropped him at the E.R you should have heard those damn nurses!/
"Oh no! Emergency Emergency! We got a hurt MC!"/
"He's covered in blood, bruised and burned in the 3rd degree!"/
"It's pretty serious, he's speaking in tongues and can't tell us what year it is"/
"Whoa AC tore him serious, WE WARNED YOU D-DOUBLE!"/
"Now that AC smashed you will you stay outta trouble?"/
I can smell your fear son, desperate to major degrees dude/
Now you're stealing my flow and biting on the hand that feeds you?/
Not a problem coz I'll bite back and tear off your arms/
I'll storm your fortress and retreat without tripping alarms/
So I burned you from the forum and straight dumped on your name.../
...yet you're the one who claims that I'm here after your fame?.../
...your a pain in the neck so I'm gonna have to show you the deck.../
...wreck your whole damn rhyme scheme just to keep you in check/
Coz I'm like that, I'll over do it when it comes to a mauling/
Peel the skin off your innards and make you hurt in the morning.../
...jeez I'm yawning man you really need to step up the rhythms.../
But you probably couldn't get my points if I spat triangular prisms/
Oh that's right, you hate my vocab. It aint my fault I'm a wizard.../
...or that I possess the skills to bring big chills like a blizzard/
Dub, your shit's lame, pathetic, I'd call your ability "playground"/
So after this smashing it'd be the best choice to just stay down/
I'll leave you burnt and running like an overcooked pop tart/
D-Double? Your style's thinner than Calista Flockheart/
Why are you even here? It's like you're wanting a loss/
I'll stab your eyes with a crucifix to my point a-cross.../
...I'm the boss, always will be and that's what you need to be hearing/
You'll be washed up, asking Pauly Shore for TV shows to appear in/
What's with all the penis talk? You need to do that to win?/
Although you are like a pair of balls: Hanging on by your skin/
Got NOTHIN' on me, every rhyme you spit I'll upstage you/
Maybe when I need a post boy I'll be nice and I'll page you/
You know what dude? Take this, 2-for-1 talent gift card/
Coz it's clear that on viagra you still couldn't spit hard/
This pain in the neck's about to put you in traction
and crack your back with my chiropractic rap'n
I'll write you a prescription to remedy your wack snap'n
then call me in the morning and I'll let you know wuz happ'nen
cuz this PHD is pimp'n, a real wiz with words
you're layed up paralyzed while I kiss your nurse
Split the verse in two to give you double the pleasure
X marks the spot and D-Double's your treasure
I thought you might get fresh, but you're as ugly as ever
My flow is like suede, yours is rubbery pleather
On every endeavour, I Indiana Jones a track
Crack the the whip and leave you feel'n lonely, Jack
It's your approach that's crap, you're about as stylish as a dentist
put a deposit on my rhymes and I might just let you rent this
But I don't know why, cuz you're nowhere near this wicked
You'd probably spit it all wrong and your ass would get evicted
Get hip to the knowledge, I got polished flow
My brains the fast lane, yours is stop and go
You told yourself you was fly, but that's not honest though
I killed that noise, so kill the lights and stop the show
This kat's dumb as doorknobs, try'n to be sharp
But he'll be flat once I'm done deflate'n his heart
You play your part well as the local fool
entertaining the king is all you'll ever hope to do
You said my name thrice, damn you really must want me
I really can't blame you, cuz I'm hotter than coffee
Get off these nutz and give a brutha room to breathe
and cover your mouth so I don't catch your new disease
The affliction where your rambling puts the crowd to sleep
Bored to tears, crying, cuz you're not wild as me
You sound petite, so I call you junior miss
I'll sit back and give you time to improve your spit
Stealing the nurse rhymes does nothing but prove you got worse rhymes.../
...than 50 Cent and Nelly combined, son YOU get with the times/
I'M what's happening now, what's gone before me never mattered/
With my first rhyme to you I just assaulted and battered/
Hotter than coffee? Man those wack lines are just pushing your luck/
You're the one chasing ME now that I'M the star, buck/
D, you only WISH that you could crack the whip on some boys/
But I aint gonna leave you here long enough to use mechanical toys.../
...I'm the Real McCoy, KMC accepts no imitations.../
...Man I'm the express train that runs through, don't even stop at your station/
You bit my wizard line too? Are there no lines you won't chew?/
Just coz you're own shit is lame don't act as if my rhymes fit you/
Son change your name from D-Dub to G-Dub or GW/
Coz everyone knows that under your skirt there's a bush.../
...you push and I push back ten times as hard.../
...leave your face all scarred and bury your bones in my yard.../
...and put your skull in my trophy room, son I'm the fruit of the loom.../
...the cream of the crop, you and I are like the Sun V the Moon/
You can't shine so you doubt me and now you're here tryin' to out me?/
Show some respect punk, you're ***** ass would be nothin without me/
The biggest mistake YOU made was trying to come face to face see?/
Be number 2 on here coz number 1 is for A.C/
Don't claim my style's lacking when it's the style you're jacking/
Just pay attention as the camp counselor sends this delinquent packing/
I don't just deal with punchlines, Man I'm a mean hook fighter/
Coincidence that my lines caught me a Great White biter?/
Now that I've chomped you alive, I'll spit you into the crapper/
Coz biting unopened candy's the only way you'd chew a rapper/
I'm like Luke Skywalker: Make you feel the force when I buck/
You're like Sky LOPEZ coz from every single angle you're f*cked/
While we're on it, you're the forums first porno MC dude/
Coz you clearly suck, clearly blow and clearly end up screwed/
If you're not likin' ma flow and yo' fink da rhymes are low
I'll take it up a notch, but be ready when I go................
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Your vocabularyyyy is infinitelyyyy worse than meeee/
Now it's ma turn to put out de observatoryyyy...
So you can open up and see-see-see-seeeeeeeeeeee...
The reason I been holdin back? To keep yo' lil' boys in check/
When did I begin to take lessons from lesser specimens?
Ain't never gonna happen and I'll tell ya why...
My rhymes are gold and I spit out 4 year olds
Like flies caught in my mouth as I fly down da highway...
I've seen yo' ass peddlin papers on the by-way/
And as fo' shit in yo' mouth - I don't know if I wanna go dere...
Everytime I turn around, yo' beak got mo' and mo' hair...
And it don't look like da ladeyZ if yo' know wha' I sayin/
Better ask Elton John to do the explainin'/
So I've take it to the next level to let yo see yo' shit
It ain't pretty and it ain't cool if yo' rhyme "rit-a-***-***"
Sophistication is the master plan and dats my way
If yo' looky real close, den yo' will see a golden ray
Come outta my arse, I'll let yo lick it/
Cos dere's crumbs in dere and you might want a biscuit.
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