WHO KILLED THE FLOW???...in the last battle between CYRUS(truth) and his opponent BLING in the movie let it shine BLING: Here we go again, prepare to meet your end Just looked you up on Facebook, you have zero friends This kids a loser yo, he aint even kissed a girl You write her love letters I buy her ice and pearls So how you like me now? Even Roxannes in the background saying Wow, Blings got style Im off the gold chain If youre a rapper why is Kris your backup dancer Like an extra on soul train I see your mommy and your daddy in the front row They must be embarrassed for you bro Youre not a real M.C. You should quit hip-hop Now be a good bus boy and go get your mop CYRUS(truth): Bling, you dont wanna battle Youre the snake without the rattle Youre the boat without the paddle Youre the duck without the waddle Youre the horse without the saddle The ranch without the cattle The day without the shadow Son, I think you should skedaddle kick gravel Sayonara punk arrivederci What language do I have to say it in for you to hear me clearly Adios amigo, youre over with, finito This clown couldnt rap anything but my burrito BLING: Kid, you have to hold your mommys hand before you cross the street You have to sneak out the house just to clean and sweep And now you look queasy, I made him go mute Put your camera phones up so you can post this on YouTube Truths got a screw loose hes terrified to bust So lightweight that I can blow him over with a gust Youre weak like Seven Days, you deserve boos You should walk around in some high-heeled shoes You should rock pigtails and a skirt Youre shaking in your boots Are your feelings getting hurt? Well, maybe I should hurt more than your feelings Maybe I should rip the roof off the theatre ceiling Maybe you should start kneeling his eyes are getting misty Youre so wack, if you were me you couldnt diss me Kissy kissy Roxanne, did you miss me? Ill take you out to dinner after Ive eaten this pipsqueak And when were on vacation Ill let him house sit Heres a couple of bucks, buy yourself a better outfit CYRUS(truth): You know what? You dont have a stack of cash or a flashy pad I saw you last week driving a taxi cab, Your secrets out and now they know sport Well call you if we need a ride to an airport In fact you can drop me off at home after this Then you can take your couple bucks back but as a tip Youre playing yourself like Solitaire Telling everyone thats here that youre a millionaire Youre not a baller, youre a phony I bet your whole crew is a bunch of rent-a-homies And now you lie in bed lonely, your personas a façade The only girls you get are in the pages of a catalog Here stands Lord of DaBluff His lies were legendary till the truth made him hush And whats funny is your truth is enough Whyd you have to make up all the money and the stuff? I guess its easier to play the role and act hard Cause you dont have the guts to tell us who you really are So you can keep a trophy that you dont deserve I might be a bus boy but you just got served.
Posted on: Tue, 18 Mar 2014 06:28:38 +0000