[Intro: Lexx Luthor]
IBattle Corona Virus Video Tournament
I am your host Dallas Cash
Let’s build somethin’
We already flipped the coin, Frankie Phraser won the coin toss
It’s on CJA first whenever he’s ready
Let’s go
[Round 1: CJA]
They said you might out-write me tonight
It’s not gonna help you out a lot
‘Cause anyone who said “The pen is mightier than the sword” is right
But probably hasn’t been shot
Now I’m not askin’ a lot, ‘cause you’re a Brit and I’m American
So it makes sense that I’m spillin’ the tea
Let’s talk attributes
You’re not goin’ skill for skill with me
When you arrived, they just saw the dude’s a dweeb
When I arrived, they knew it was pain, like wisdom teeth
Now let’s just see, ‘cause you better run from this .9 that I’m holdin’
‘Cause if a bullet catch Phrase, it’s not no slogan
I just noticed that life is like a story, and you’re on your last page
I’m Jimmy from South Park
I got these m-me-metal arms and I’m ‘bout to f-f-fuck up a Phrase!
I’d put a gun in your face, but doin’ this on cam’? It’s like I’m openly convested
How ironic...that I’m fuckin’ up a Phrase and it still might lead to a sentence
And yes, this tournament has a process of elimination, but just know I chose the best answer
BAOW! Put a round in his chest that he didn’t expect like breast cancer
I’m the next man up
‘Cause I used to find unreleased music all the time
.zip files were the easy flips
How ironic, they’re gonna find Frank zipped (*smack*) once I leak his shit
And you see this bitch?
It’s cliche after cliche
And I hate that this is what battle rap has trickled down to
And I hate to coin a Phrase, but I brought a nickel out for you
And I get it!
I had the biggest “pause” and I got choked out
So go ahead and make all your jokes
‘Cause I made my own strain in the game and that’s why I’m with all the smoke
And you know, if I come to the next round, it’s all gun bars, for the whole nation
Brrrrrrrrrrrrr! You’ll get nothin’ but a Sig (cig’) and a talking 2 (to) like an interrogation
It’s Round 1, this shit’s almost done
Man, it’s I-Town, pussy, and your mom is a cunt
Time
[Round 1: Frankie Phraser]
Division 3? Listen, please
Any English schemes, you better just announce me wit’ the victory
I’m talking keep your mouth shut like Mr. Bean
Fuck it - this is lightweight, and I’m King Khabib
Lexx told him, replace him with me
Fuck it, ‘less you want another RBE wit’ Ah Di B
‘Cause you got a giant mole in the league
Please, you on glue or on ‘shrooms
I’ll drop dude, or .45 pound, put it on you
And (*smack*) buckle his knees like Deontay’s costume
Yeah, I beat you to it
Rollin’ the dice on this little liar
I want it all, so gimme mine
He’s a mole, told him the kid’s a spy
And he about to get The Long Kiss Goodnight
Sleep forever with pennies in his eyes
Ah, shit, can’t wait for the gun bars you drop on me now…from across the ocean like a missile strike
Dead it, I’m sayin’ why?
‘Cause he talks the talk but won’t back it
It’s curtains for him, so tragic
I’ll toe-tag him and burn the corpse
And this Situation’s gonna make him run into a brick wall and it ain’t the Jersey Shore
Fuck it, he a rat, informant
Grass type like Pokémon, a herbivore
Fuck it, all them TECs’ll get him in trouble
You got the worst in store
Bro lackin’
All he’s gonna do is show his ass and I’ll fight back like Twork and Norbes
Course I’m down for action, I’ll power-nap him
I’ll hack his fuckin’ IP address...slow his frame-rate down, make sure this clown is laggin’
‘Cause all he’s gonna do is lift his arms, shout and gassin’
And I’ll put him in a headlock and see if this one gets a crowd reaction
Fuck it, it’s curtains for this prick
I’m certain of this shit
I’m sayin’, I could drown him in the ocean that separates us, or fucking turf him off a cliff
That means Water League or Sky League, pussy?
Murder for this bitch
I’m sayin’, Lexx, thanks for having me
But for a clean body, I had to remove a mole like a dermatologist
It’s Phrase
Fuck outta here
Man, who’s next? Dead it
