Rap Tournament: Semifinal (Pajama Boy vs cakerman)

I'll admit I f-cked up on my last 2 roundsbut here I come guns blazing with the rebound I'm a f-ckin walkin paradoxicalContradictorily biased oxymoronIn between your Top 5Like Hydrogen to BoronFour-on-FourWho wanna war?Go get your score onLike f-ckin your granny in the backseatI bet her name was Delores, huh?I'm for it, dawgSwerve and hit the wall on purposeFlip in the air and resurfaceIn a fireball from some curtainsForza fifth time tellin youBars are straight edibleLines that were eligibleNow become incredibleHard to prove twice nowCall it Double JeopardySpitting sh-t like I'm the sickest Asian racist, all you faceless basic b-tches f-ck off and admit that I'm the greatest.Switch it up, i end careers faster than Trump deports illegalsNasty as heroin needles and a thousand flesh eating beetlesI'm not anti-social but I'm not one for peopleyou don't wanna meet me in personI'm just as certain and determinedI'll catch you in my trap like a f-cking verminon my fifth shot of BourbonI sit accross the room and watch, observin'I spit sick syllables in the future tenseI'm a homicidal person who murders in self defensecommiting acts of many of the seven deadly sinsI'm a self-seeking loser whos reeking of juice and ginI'm not your average every day citizenI'm so savage with the bars some would call me primitivelistening to my lyrics gets you high like 30 pills of Ritalinpaint all over my hands from spraying grafitti tagsI'm a hateful person who kills b-tches and lynches f@gsand walks into the mall with 50 magsclose fisted 5 finger punch to a f@ggots jawnot giving a f-ck about obeying any of the public lawsgetting irritated by every action of your type of fake f-cksI always advance forward without taking shortcutsso f-ck your freedom and f-ck trying to be peacefulI got so many stacks they call me the root of all evilThe effects of these psychadelics still aren't kickin' inI'm dope as f-ck like your mother fiendin' for a VicodinI'm a little lanky because fasting is my habitI shoot up a lunchroom like a Tec-9 semi-automaticI turned my radio to the JimShady channel and heard nothing but staticI stay waitin' and stalk my prey like the killer in the attic=====================================yeah that's right I split into two versesso I can stab you with my knifeso damn hard that you'll need two hearsesand seperate funeral servicewhen I rip you in half from your forehead to your cervixYou're a sad lonely man who pretends to have purposeso watch how I swarm on you like the secret servicecommas are my common sensea common ground with opulenceI conversate to conscious shiftwhile you stay making debates about petty sh-tlike "Oh sweet jesus, he's egregious!"Kelly Ripa track like RegisI mastered the art of rap like it's my main thesisSo shut the f-ck up and eat a bowl of captain crunchor suck it up before I go punk and chop you up dice and dutchshoot a gun when I shove you in a truckstop halfway and move to another car in the trunkbust sadly wordplay and spit depressing lyrics on a happy trackI'm playing Knack while I make a stack of flapjacksbustin' nutsacid rapeatin' a large fry and big macsgot a hundred school awards on the wall, they're plaquesand on top of that a certified document saying JimShady raps like crapI'm Tony Soprano stabbin' all the starksGame of Thrones is made of sand the Starks fell apartscrew simplistic flows this is harder to decipherI'll set the universe on fire with some gasoline and a lighterI hit hard and destroy cars 'till they can't startI don't care if they are me or if they're just parkedyour girl put me in the danger room cause I'm her X-ManI'm wet, jackin' and packin' a couple crackinsI get asked all the time"why's a white boy rappin?"they think my skin needs to be sole, blackenedbut we're all dreamin' of fiendin'deceivin' and weavin' plots of treason that aren't pleasin'even if life doesn't have a meanin' I'll still stop the bleedin'predators around the corner, call the coroner in cause he's creepin'or is my dumbass leapin' to conclusionsthe plot deepensI'm a master of illusion, no inclusionillegal protrusion leads to prosecutionJim is a master of CG his eeny meeny weeny teeny wearin' a beanie while on LSD and crack while taking a fat lap of intrusionscuz he's a mad sackwho went to rehab and relapsedadd that to the long list of things that make him madnow people ask"Why so serious"they're like water, H2O deleriousnow you should fear this sh-tJim, B-tch are you hearin' it?I'm a master with exclamation! No question, period.I'm an exception cause I'm destined to kill the gamenot the rapper don't feel threatenedstop being sensitive and hanging on to everything I mentionyou're gettin' pretentious, as a matter of fact I'm starting to feel threatenedso hit me, what's your excuse for the abuse?I could spit the truth and let loosebut then poor Shady would tie himself a noosewatch the news, I'm going ham and you can't cause you're a jewno means to offend every single demographicwith my aspiratic asthmaticKillin' NDEC, killin' Masterful, killin' classics, killin' plastics kinda rappin'while I'm jackin' off and stabbing you over a pack of Mavericksyou stan type fan, you can get your as kickedwhen I clap you quickI'm on maxis with a Mac-6 with a max clipI'm blastin' you with a maxim amount of Action Jacksonswhile rappin' like a blackskin and faxingseatbelts fastened while we're passin'burgers fatten as I kill fake rappers who say they're trappin'You're from uptown, and I'm from Jacksonheightswith a maxim flight, limitcausin' fright, in itif rap is a race I might just win ityo, Jimmy Hendricks could have a couple of breadsticksthey better be gluten free or Tosin will give him scrutiny and decapitate him, head liftI'm on some next sh-tThe FBI want's to go grocery shopping with me so they can know what I eat and have power over mewait a minute, the FBI is USA so I'll stick with the F.I.B, GTAand I enjoy the prey before I start to sprayI'm like water on a sunny dayI use baseballs and bats to make it rainI'm a migrainecausing so much pain I splatter a giant's brainsbut hold the cold water I'm still insaneBloodBorn to have a dark soul, me and Jamesyou can call me lame but your insults are all in vainYou poked the bear too hard and provoked the biblical rains