No, that's what you saw in the video clip so you decided to show off by posting it here thinking: "these fools don't even watch MTV, I guess i can just trick'em"
well you guessed wrong brotha, this song is about his dead girlfriend that he keeps rambling about in about 80% of their songs.

I just read your verses (both of you) and i must say, this isn't very impressive, it's what i would call "swag", also known as meaningless rap, you're not dissing anyone, just boasting your style, thus leaving an empty shell of what your once original rap battles were.
Where the hell'd your good stuff go bnog?
let's go back to the nine volt heart days, damn that was one hell of a battle.

yeah you two aint killin shit!

yeah yeah, ok rite now its on, so iv got these funny guys yeah, called bnog and land of the blind that think they can do hip hop? but i saw all your posts and theyre swag, so what are you doin blood? what are you doin blood?! What are you doin!?


i didnt wanna tell you again but i'll tell you more, molest me blood? are you sure?, forget about blind he's just your whore, you two are fags and it aint a good look, your mugs your not even halfway crooks, stop chattin about that your halfway good, i like the way that you think your hood, but we all know that you were born good, say my name asdfg, bitch! im real i could never be a crazy snitch, your no man your just a baby bitch, hey 12 watch me spray this bitch, i thought your mum told you not to play with me bitch, coz you know i'll leave you cold laying in a ditch, your lyrics are poor but you beg to be rich, you said my name in your dis, so you are to blame when i switch, bitch, ok now lets get busy, i'll slap you up and make you feel dizzy, you think you got fame but your just swag, you say my name so i'll say yours back, bnog sound is wonky, blind and bnog are gettin OG, OG, OG, OG, im gonna keep sayin it until you feel sick, and im gonna show everyone that you got dicked, and show everyone that your real shit, you really should just pack up and quit, asdfg is real so leave when i say move it, ''snap your trigger finger'' no i sujest you sit, you got shit lines and they're gonna get ripped, your gonna lose this battle real quick, real quick you are to chat bull shit, bull shit your straight you love the dick, you dick head blood dont come round hear and spit, blood dont go any where and spit, coz your shit, but im an emcee beast, my rhymes are alive whilst yours are deceased, asdfg is ten out of ten atleast, whilst linkin park lyrics you try and feast, you’re a fag so stay down there on your knees, im a devil and your just some gay poor priest, my lyrics are dirty but im clean, your lyrics aint the shit but they wreek, OG you had best better leave, your not strong you are a weed, blind is always on the dick of OG, you are just fake arse Yankees, see I said ‘arse’ not ‘ass’ coz you are wank emcees, that’s right blood im fuckin mean, my lyrics are phat but they are very lean, and your just swag so watch me have this scene, seen!?


Now see I didn’t wanna go and do that, I could of just been peaceful but I had to do what I had to do, your wack, and I murked you, so now you are in trouble, yes thank you, don’t write a post if its as waste as your others, coz you know I will murk you again, and don’t call me a nigga coz im not black, and you aint either, OG and blind stop posting lyrics full of garbage, get rid of that garbage, its garbage,

Murked.

What now then? Oh dear, you still wanna chat shit, look blood no-one takes you serious ever since you bit lynkin parks rhymes, you proved it to ya self how shit you are, and you know it, and that’s why it hurts you, now you even wanna try and steel my style, na na listen I murked you before and I’ll do it again, my lyrics are straight and to the point, yours are jus frowzy, don’t come round me,



I don’t need to travel far to beat you, you cant really diss blood you could never slew, you know your gonna get slewed and you know that it’s the truth, This local kid is gonna hurt you kid, its wrong for you to think you could ever murk me kid, everyones gonna see you loose this kid, you aint even the shit kid, your just a bitch kid, your jus a cheat kid, using other artists lyrics kid, ur gonna get beat kid, you writ two posts to my one kid, thought it would harm me na its just fun you’re a bum kid, Ok so its asdfg whos the biggest boy on the roads, OG just a god damn wigger tryin to copy my flows, and the god damn wigger probably wants to copy my cloths, god damn wigger tryin to be like me, rite me ok im gonna make you see, im gonna show you how to do it properly, you wanna try and be like asdfg, ok I’ll rap you up like asdfg, ok listen up, in ya last rhyme you said I was more than a slave? Well why say that when your mums got aids? Like ya mum OG’s coming to his very last days, I walk past her and see bald patchs in her braids, iv got no pitty its just one of those days, asdfg yeah people like what I says, im the boy that makes you run away, run away and stop bein gay, coz all of your posts are just borin flows, OG I think your loosing now I think its time to let it go, no more ideas so you wanna steal my flow, no more ideas so try and steal lynkin parks lyrics on the radio, well this is my flow, and ive mastered the flow, everybody know asdfg has got flow, and everyone know im the big man on the road, and right now I got ya girl on my hold, and she’s got my big nuts in her mouth, It was her idea to go down south, next time im gonna go round to her house, this time Im gonna bust twice in her mouth, this time I might give her some dough, this time yeah im gonna bom bayrow, ok right now yeah im gonna bom bayrow, but I took off her top and I was like where ya tits go? Whats OG doin? Ya girls got no breast man what ya doin? In reality she’s an A cup wat ya doin? No bum don’t even deserve my thumb, got a fucked face worst than your mum, OG what ya doin? Blind man what ya doin? Omni what ya doin? Gandalf what ya doin? Barrymore what ya doin? R kelly what ya doin? Garry glitter what ya doin? And again OG what ya doin? What ya doin? And no I know you don’t wanna take this to the roads, if you see me blood your off on ya toes, I make ya boy blind run run yeah everybody knows, OG knows that I will just brake your nose, now let me know when ya wanna take this to the roads, now I know that if I ever see you on the roads, now I know that I will fill you full of bullet holes, and you know that it shows, that im the man now, everyone talkin about me now, talkin about the asdfg now, and I know you can hear it in your ear, I can tell by OG’s swag rhymes that he’s really getting scared, yep yep yeah, mans are sayin now I am the man, yep yep yeah, man are sayin that I am the dan, your best line was rhyming ‘this’ with ‘gracis’, but its not even the same language, so again yeah yeah your crap, you cant even make little nois like bang, my style is nang and I make big noise like brrrap, brrrap, and nope I aint no wigger, I write big lyrics that make you say oiiiiiii, looking at OG shit posts I think your needin my help now boiiiii, now suck ya mum now rude boy, you cant come against us rude boy, your just a small thing in the past rude boy, you know your shit lyrics wont last rude boy, hey OG? You remember on the nine volt page when you started soundin like a true real G, but ya flow fell apart on the page of gasoline, and then blind remember you then teamed up with this fag OG, but little did you know that he is just a dumb arse wigger tryin to sound like me, but ya flow falls shorter than kids learnin the abc, shut up! I told you soon you will see, that it aint about blind and OG, its about 12 and asdfg, and I know OG you just cant stand me, im gonna give you 10 uppercutts if you come Around me, BRRRAP!

What now then? How dare you insult our intelligence, bitein parks ryhmes, thinking we wouldn’t notice, your posts and lyrics are air out here, you are oxygen out here yeah, you got murked again, really and truly ripped apart, you’ll come back with more swag, but everyone knows your shit and you bite, OG is getting OG, don’t fuck around with me, comin up against me is like goin up against a tank with a water pistol, no hope, ya get me. Prick, piss off.

Ok this is for writin two posts, I’ll write a second one to, I didn’t want to, but you cheated and thought just coz you writ two it would give you some sort of advantage, haha, nope, not only are you a swag rhymer that bites, you’re a sneak too, your shit this aint even exciting anymore,



Brrrap lets slew bnog, brrrap his new name is OG, brrrap you faggot try and double upon me, brrrap you already lost this quickly, so brrrap brrrap suck your mum, brrrap brrrap blind man don’t know about me, im getting bored murkin you coz your crap crap, what do you know about rap? There blind man goes hidin behind OG, not once in his life has he left the dick of OG, i get bored writn posts against that fassie OG, I said brrrap brrrap on nine volt heart days, you was chatin crap crap any one can check it its near page 8, your lyrics are poor, stay down there on the floor, blind man and OG, coming up against me, they must want to be beat, but your not true Gs like me, and plus your not capable of takin me out, coz I got such tight rhymes and your rhymes stink like trout, you two beatin me is out of the question, plus half the time you gay boys are too shook to even ask questions, some days I got something to live for, other days blood I got nothing to live for, im not laughin or joking in this war no more, I’ll settle the score, I know the score, I told you already and I told you before, I give uppercuts to your jaw, your lost in the mist of this war, I aint a lion but this is still very raw, me I do two man war, you’ll probably try and get me band blood I don’t care anymore, blind and OG getting raped like a whore, my rhymes are heavy enough to lift you two on a seesaw , OG you just bore me, blind could never ever floor me, but now im looking for your mum, bitch I banged her once, now I got a little itch, your mum she’s a fraz slag from the bits, she’s an A cup big bum no tits, just like you she takes a lot of dick, the bitch has got streatch marks on her hips, I show no pitty like a blood or a crip, im the top boy from the bits, and OG I don’t really care about you and your bitch, your in the past whilst im here in the mix, u gave me no choice im not ill but I spit sick, your flows shit and out of time, blood im doin fine, beef is a laugh all day any time, hello my name is asdfg don’t mind, me comin in and murkin you guys, BRRRAP!


Yes there I go again, murking blind and OG again, im getting tired of this shit, coz your shit guys your not even good! I don’t cheat like you, all I do is slew, swag emcees, stand clear, your shit!

I'm kinda like a commentator/moral support
I'll support both of you, but i'm also in charge of the court
so if any of you guys cross the line
try to justify your actions and you'll be just fine
savvy?

I'm sorry there mate but i'm a have to disagree
his rhymes just got upgraded back to level thirteen
You really got that shit back on there OG
But do you really think you can take on asdfg?
Watch out!
You guys challenging the speed of light
You takin it to the next level just like flying a kite
You carefully studied your rhymes
And you mastered their might
You got wisdom respect and power just like gandalf the white
My ears are bleeding through cause of the speed and the height
So fast asdfg grew wings and took flight
But once again OG has jumped out of his sight
And i know you ain't runnin this game for nothin but spite
So you two clear out the way and show us the light
Confidence in your skills you guys'll make it out alright
But only one'll walk away with the title tonight
A'IGHT?

Rap battle odyssey, asdfg's cracking rhymes like homer
but don't blink just now the tournament still ain't over
OG's lines lurking behind everyone's shoulder
Cold like the cold war, but just gets colder and colder

A few minutes out and blind's out of the game
asdfg just put his fame to shame
and he's no one but himself to blame
eliott and OG are still doing the race
both of them are easily keeping up with the pace
so i think i better get my guns and make haste
before one of them puts the other to waste

rushing right in the midst of this battle
like a snake you can hear my footsteps' a rattle
my tower's high up like the one in seattle
stop messin around and go back raise your cattle
nintendo to atari, and from atari to mattel
I go way back when there wer nothin but kingdoms and castles

call me king Roxas cause i own the land
got more than 60 000 troops under my command
if you fellas wanna go hand to hand
keep my name offa your mouths or i'll make you bite the sand.

(i got authority ya know ;)

asdfg
you're exactly what you said you would be
you owned the fucking page and eventually
you turned this fucking place into a cemetery
OG, asdfg's counting down so you better hurry
and if you get the upper hand
use your latest rhymes like sand
and make his vision blurry

And once the odds are even
I think i'll be leavin
leave the ring here steamin
but don't get to cocky
if you think you're gods then everyone is a heathen

Everybody fight fair
don't stop, don't stare
feel the stength of the air
blowing in your hair
let it give you the courage
to run up these stairs
(stairs to success of course)

I'm also a coach and a referee :D

Although it was rightfully rude of you blokes to start off without me, jeez, i leave this forum for a sec and they start the fight.

hmm, if bnog had "twins" it'll probably be from steroid over dose. get it? men cant have babies. how hilarious...

b12, dont hurt yourself over dumb dicks that have nothing better to do than but to see who is winning each time when they hardly know eachother. Take it easy, ok...

OG what are you talking about man? writin stuff about you ’controlling the universe’? you talk about earthquakes and shit? *kisses teath* blood nobody cares, your shit is air, mine is real deal, oh yeah and you was moaning about ‘swagger jacker’? you wearnt complainin about ten posts ago, your only complainin now coz your not even air out here, you are oxygen out here, and don’t call me a ghost man, na na listen you’re the ghost, coz iv murked you dead over and over again, someone get this guy a life support machine, he’s dieing, no wait your not dieing, your dead.

Yeah I bet you did have to take 3 toilet breaks, coz you were shittin ya self faggot, 12 nice to see you could join us buddy, lol loop don’t wory bout 12, he can take care of himself easy, brrap yeah its me again OG, your murked already but I gotta murk you again, but don’t worry it wont be as long as the others, I’ll murk you quickly,



12 thanks very much but as you can see I don’t need no coach, nope, but you can give OG tips coz im afraid that he cant cope, nope, and no need for a ref, yes, as you can see this contest is dead, yes, loop nice joke about OG takin roids, he would do that coz he is a cheaty boy, a fassie boy, but above all he’s a batty boy, he’s silly to think he can come and murk asdfg,, no? silly to think he’s the best in the city, no? silly to think he’s gonna do to me what he did to omni, no? people copying your flow? No, your rhymes are to shit and slow, so, on song meanings no one is sounding as good as me, no? im an artist your just a gay emcee, yeah, OG is a prick and you could never murk me, no? so take note im the geezer that you cant cope, I aint seen blind in a while I wonder where he is? I think you gave him aids and now hes skinny like a twig, your mums got bald patchs yeah I think she needs a wig, shes also got bruises I wonder what she did? She did must of hated you when you was a kid, OG you must of done something big, I don’t care that it is none of my bis, but for her to raise you into the prick you are you must of done something big, now OG, OG you don’t wanna come up against me that’s a little bit silly, silly is your mum for catching aids I aint got pity, pity you tryin to sound like asdfg, gee I think your style is worth only one fitty, so only be OG, stop tryin to be me, me knows that im now runnin this city, city guys everywhere are talking about me, me ‘asdfg yeah yeah he’s a goodie, he runs this city, and already murked OG’, yeah that’s what mans are sayin out on the roads, you and blind are now out on the ropes, asdfg an 12are the biggest things on the road, everyones talkin about we on the road, me on the road, yeah OG likes little girls on there own, Natalie potman when she was 12 years old, look at page 16 on mcr prison song and it shows, that OG is a Garry glitter on the roads, 12 said you jump out my sight, that’s true coz your runnin and cant stand and fight, your posts are shit and you just cant diss, so I’ll give you a thousand fists brrrap and a fine head but brrap then left hook brrrap and leave you on the floor cryin like a bitch.



Yeah, and I wont go and leave, coz your shit, and everyone knows this, just admit the lyrics of lynkin park you bit, your fake, your not real, your dead, iv killed you so many times its getting funny, blind and OG are pussies.

OG finally got his style back, very organized as well, tight rhymes, tough stuff, no recurring ideas, all spotless like brand spankin new trophy.
your style is the polar opposite of asdfg's.

asdfg's slewing it as if it was all improv, fast like a machine gun, fitting 775939489 sylables in one line, rippin the place up like a rusty razorblade, mass producing rhymes by the pounds, practically owning suburban england.

both of you are doing great.

to loop:
it's just like wrestling, so i guess i'll just sit my ass out and watch how this goes.

i heard some faggots were fuckin around thinking they're good so i thought i'd stop by and teach you a lesson

dont have to teach me any lessons. I've already learned what I needed to know. Now all I have to do is take 'the test'...

Haha 12 fanx for the support bro, yeah we are doin great, one difference though, im better than great,
OG is right, (the fuck did I just say? Lol) na im kiddin OG is right, I don’t even know what your doin faggyG, stay the fuck away blood, if you come near your gonna get burnt, just a friendly warning you faggot, your lucky you got that, OG is right as well, we are legends, respect there bnog for sayin that, 12 is obviously included when ya said ‘legends’ iv always had a sort of respect for you though man and that’s why we are battling, OG blood, I didn’t care when you was aimin ‘swagger jacker’ to loop, the fact is that your moanin like a bitch, shut up, you’re the one with flaws, the worst flaw of them all and that is biting, you bite shit artist lyrics like lynkin park, so how are we supposed to believe that anything you write is your own, you bit before and you probably bite all the time, oh, and I spit random? Na blood my dissin is so to the point you cant even see, your dissin is shite, you chat irrelevant bollocks, you should be disqualified by the ref, but I don’t want you to be, I enjoy murkin you every time, oh yeah and as for your rhyming, blood come on, your style is old and boreing, im hittin with the new flow, your old and dried up geeze, you cant flow, you got no rhythm, but if you want yeah I’ll hit a verse like you, its so easy to spit like that,

OG loosing against asdfg,
Its so blatent everyone can see,
Whats happened to bnog?
Somebody tell me please,

OGs chatting bare gun talk but I don’t see no guns,
You say im random? But Blood you aint dissed me once,
You say you’re a long beach guy but your just a beach bum,
And if your really gangster then why do you sleep with your mum?

Yes and I spit fast,
Asdfg is a top boy I never come last,
Quickly I left blind on his arse,
Soon im a leave OG in the past,
FaggyG you wanna battle? blood just ask,
OG you just aint got the class,
My dissin has put you in a trance,
You the king? Blood you aint got a chaaaaaaaance!
And I spit real tight,
Whilst lynkin park lyrics you bite,
Everyone knows OG cant fight,
I’ll say it some more, OG is shite,
And OG don’t wanna clash,
You fuck with me your face I will mash,
Oh and you know I hate your mums gash,
She’s a real slag, OG your mums a fraz,
But I still fuck her and brake her back,
I fuck OG’s girl and I will share that,
OG fuck off and just stand back,
I fucked your mum and I do air that,
Oh thats rude.


Listen you punk, this aint your average diss like you had with omni, I showed you through the door already, don’t come back, ya get me? Youv had a bit of fame, you got some people band, youv had your fun, piss off, nobody cares about you, I aint even been a member for a year and im better than you, go away, your shit! And faggyG, I aint gonna say anything about you yet, coz ur still yet to prove yourself, but don’t come round hear talkin hard again, or else it will be on.

I gotta get that flow out of my system haha


Im gonna make OG, look real lame OG, I really cant stand you your fake OG, your wack OG, cack OG, don’t make man have to smack OG, don’t think I wont coz I will OG, everybody knows im gonna slew OG, your shook and now standin still OG, you know I aint no fool OG, iv had enough of your shit OG, stop chattin like your big OG, your not a thug you’re a prick OG, don’t make me greet your face with a brick OG, aint nothing suburban where im from OG, man get robed and shot for his new nikees, that’s what its like where im from OG, anyway statistics show OG, that London is the roughest city on road OG, your right I aint from Compton OG, good coz that’s the birthplace of swag emcees, time to make your move OG, you gonna stay old? or flow new OG, you gonna stop soundin poo OG, yeah I can hear you getting booed OG, I will clash you and give you a bruise big OG, maybe I’ll split your wig OG, you want sex with kids OG, you should learn how to diss OG, you should take a rest OG, coz you know your not the best OG, your just like the rest OG, you know im the best OG, your gonna get murked OG, so bad its gonna hurt OG, your shit flow don’t work OG, don’t come back with another shit verse OG, that’s right your swag OG, and your mum is nothing but a slag OG, in bed she is shite OG, I think you should say good night OG, your neck is on the line OG, your not a gangster your just a lie OG, and nooo im not hungry OG, you are just a cunt OG, yeah you are a cunt OG, you cant hunt asdfg!

I like the fact you keep coming back even though I kill you so many times, you make visits to the cemetery more than the under taker, I don’t care though, its just more fun for me innit, unlike your friend blind. who i murked in a minute.

...speechless...bnog has DEFINATELY got his flow back!!

I think he's pure faggot if you ask me. This is really gay. How he just sits his ass to a computer trying to think he's hot shit. and anyway, I'll get u back bnog. dont worry. your FLOW or whatever you wanna call it isn't necessarily temporary.

is temporary, actually.

Ok first off blood, your rite, I will never begin to submit that many lyrics, it wont happen, but as a writer im better than you, you seem to keep ignorin me dissin you for biting lynkin park, blood stop ignoring that your shit,

But I will say this, we are two different flows, 12 said it, you said it, its true, my shits street yours is studio, your proud to be studio, im proud to be street, that’s how it is whatever, anyway I’ll murk you in your language again anyway, stand clear,


I make a grand entrance,
Charge a grand for every damn sentence,
OG you steel lines from your grans pention,
You aint a bad man, you just a fag man felching,
Count your blessings, coz you got your own fans stressing,
Look at your crowed, no damn applause,
coz they stopped believing in you ages ago like santa clause,
And of course, when you perform at shows,
You get people nodding, only coz they snore and dose,
OG don’t spit no rhymes, just boring flows,
Your spitting words not even carol foremen knows,
So step aside with your awkward flows,
And make room,
OG shouldn’t write posts right after he takes shrooms,
I hate dudes like you, with your fake slews,
OG’s fallin off like unlaced shoes,
Whilst I’ll be setting things off,
Coz im the hottest shit to hit the underground since the fire of kings cross.

Now listen

Your like buba sparx, im like busta,
Im quick to leave OG in a fluster,
I fucked your mum, shes a slag don’t trust her,
Yes im grimey and you aint a rasta,
Your swag and you write all day but ya flow gets shitter,
You chat about guns but you aint no killer,
Im murkin you coz you got no skiller,
Your like bow wow, im like banks,
Im a slew OG coz he does write wank,
Give your lyrics back to lynkin park, here’s a stamp,
For exposing you im gonna get many thanks,
You cant keep up, I think you got cramp,
You got guns? Blood im the one that goes BANG!

Bnog knows its on,
I can hear you dien at the end of this one,
Everybody know OG aint strong,
You already got murked and it didn’t take long.


Oh dear here I am again, slewin you again, yeah its best you protect you bum boy blind, pair of faggots.

Yeah, its asd to the fg, murkin that fassie OG, asdfg has got a new slew, OG you know im gonna murk you,

Asdfg is on top but OG was never on, yes im here never was I gone, im a top boy, soft boy im very strong, OG isn’t beat? nah that’s wrong, OG from street? Nah that’s wrong, I can see your last post yeah it was a big song, but you can hear the bells blood your knocked out ring ding dong, no that’s not dr dre singing along, on ya street you can see me calmly walking along, on eBay I sold ya mums fong, and yes it took fucking long, OG you had better start to bring it strong, comin up against me that is wrong, wheres OG? Where’s she gone? I rep Highbury that’s where Im from, and if you wanna bring it on, you can bring it on, just write one of your swag posts at the end of this one, and pluss your not buff you’re a wea-kling, shut your mouth when im spea-king, im an emcee that will knee ya chin, and its OG the emcee that im bea-ting, lynkin parks lyrics is what OG’s ea-ting, blood if you want we can have a mee-ting, but I will be rather bleak kid, at the end I’ll leave your jaw with blood lea-king, your just shit lyrics and not a street thing, you’ll get brrrap so put down the heat kid, or else tonight you wont be drea-ming, brick in OG’s face that is one rude gree-ting, and unlike you I am not chea-ting, OG’s shit flows are just unreal kid, its too late for OG to start screa-ming, your gonna be a deceased king, coz im hot and its no mystery, all OG’s lyrics aint shit to me, your breath’s bad you need Listerine, im angry like mister mean, and your to blind to see, you make me laugh just like mister bean, right now im killin OG, louw your 70 bar coz im shittin OG up, your shit kid go back to school, look OG your style is laughable, yeah my voice is loud its natural, your bars are weak and I am practical, yeah my flows on time im punctual, I hate you like I hate a constable, lynkin park lyrics I don’t think are munchable, but when you bite them you seem comfortable.


Yeah 12 he may of left you speechless, but my style leaves you breathless, but it will leave OG lifeless, coz im relentless, and restless, OG cant test! You boy are dead!

woah! woah! woah!

slew for asdfg:

Still street, still heat still gangster beat, still talkin bout asdfg the elite, don't complain about the way you get treat, bite rhymes and steal lines and he'll call you a cheat, he's commandin style by the troops and words by the fleets, speed rhymes straight from the street, capiche skeet? his style is nice, fun, clean and it's neat, so neat you kissin the cleet, smack right on your face daddyg, your rhymes stink like feet!
he murkin you urchins lurkin like perkins, he still workin n surfin, you still jerkin n jerkin, his style is suburban, he's got chicks-a-flirtin, yet hurtin all in his sight and it's workin cause these bitches ain't worth it.

steady beat for OG:

OG's layin dow the dicipline
on that bitch filled with ritalin
yeah i'm talkin bout daddy G
care to read his eulogy?
OG made him bite the dust
if his style is metal it's about to rust
cause OG ain't playin around
mass producin by the pounds
his flow still piling in mounds
he just emptied 50 rounds
on daddyg's face
put the fucker back to the ground
mothafuckas hear the sound?
OG's gunshots rippin through
out of his gun and into you
putting bitches back into their place
straight from long beach right in your face
slashin bitches without a trace
can you keep up with his pace?
didn't think so 'tention whore
still thinkin that you hardcore
we still got more rhymes in store
so you still askin for more?

OG may have altered lp rhymes
but he sure didn't bite'em
they were left behind in time
and i bet no one likes'em

LP's rhymes are nuthin but swag
mike pack that shit back in your bag
shit got worse here in fort minor
you got old and cliched just like scott steiner
you fucks don't belong on TRL
get your asses back down to hell.

LP and fort minor are the kings of swag!

loop's gonna be so happy.
but i'm sad. bnog ruled, sad day indeed.
well good thing i saved all of his rhymes on a notepad file.
bnog's last battle, anyone?

and the "never comin home" part in this song is about asdfg getting bnog banned, and bnog not being able to sign in again.