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letra de jonny storm vs charron - don't flop

[round 1: charron]
yo, why do you battle with your eyes closed?
are you the spanish f-cking syco?
muhf-cka tried to pick the apple from his iphone
are you out your fricking mind?
you went on pimp my ride and xzibit tried to switch your low rider to a bigger size
while 55 of your cousins could fit inside
i’ll have your siblings lay on their stomachs on my gr-ss in a single line
i’ll run, jump, land on their dripping spines
and use their wet backs as a spic n slide
johnny storm is a comic book character, the kind you idolize
most superheroes save all kinds of lives
you couldn’t even save grind time from their demise
you’re hyped up for jerking the saurus and real deal that straight up is rotten
batman should be the superhero that you’ve gotten
cause you couldn’t of achieved your f-cking fame without robbin/robbing
these bars are crystal meth so start to give respect when i supply your addiction
now you looking to get more as i’m cooking up a storm like walter white in the kitchen
you’ve never been that great your status is very low
you’re as respected in the states as the accent of cheryl cole
and mexicans could not be superheroes, that’s crazy bro
imagine if kids were in a burning house as flames arose
like, “please jonny storm come save us both!”
he’d be like, “nah, i’m too lazy holmes.”
lunar c filmed me as i stuck my d-ck in your d-mn mom
either she’s loose or this really is mad long
cause she fisted herself as i f-cked her -ss and i swear i felt her give me a hand job
then eur’ and sensa joined in to have some more fun
we filmed a porno as we smashed your whore mom
called it a fantastic foursome
b-tch i got a lot of rage, i’m spitting up in jonny’s face
y’all pit johnny knoxville in the ring with johnny cage
jonny’s in a body bag, i’ll zip him and his girl up
you’re just a jonny in england i’m johnny wilkinson’s kick to win the the world cup

[round 1: jonny storm]
wow, them spanish jokes were overly used
didn’t you just make these don’t flop shirts? why is yours older than you?
must’ve took the wrong shirt off of cruger’s bed
look, where the f-ck are your sideburns?!
they are sad as shit
everyday you try to shave is an embarr-ssment
see in battling there really is no comparison
i didn’t sleep on this kid but i’m sure michael jackson did
you see how he ain’t laugh a bit, that shit is accurate
there ain’t a girl that he’s banging cause it is permanent damage
i flew on british airways and i guarantee you came on virgin atlantic
why’d you make me rap against the sherminator?
you dress like an urban raver
if i beat his -ss, he’ll be back with insurance papers
an ugly b-tch would have you whipped like a circus trainer
even if she was as big as a suburban and made your piss burn like a bourbon chaser
look, if doogie howser had just a nursing major in his show
then he would’ve been the perfect player for the role
but if you ever see him pull a pager from his robe
just know cause his f-cking dad took away his phone
yo, eur’ didn’t bring his -ss, he ran away from home
cause your pops wouldn’t claim a little f-ggot named charron
before you cry yourself to sleep, you masturbate alone
and every time you try to yell you hit this aggravating tone
see i came to beat that b-tch out you, cause i’m a man of my word
and honestly, i don’t take my chances with nerds
he a gangsta from the canada burbs
so when he say he got eagle on he might literally brandish a bird
as soft as you are you’ll never live what you say
you just talk like a mark in a fictional way
but you could end up missing today
cause of you this should be a walk in the park cause that’s where little b-tches get raped
when he heard we’d be close to [?] lane
it took two air marshals to get charron off his plane
if you act like a thug you’ll get slaughtered before your rap starts
i’ll put his blood in the water like we wanted to attract sharks
shit, i’m floridia’s proven with the northern influence
building pensions with the veterans like we forming a union
there’s a reason he ain’t part of the movement
we’ll consider you an mc when you really start recording some music
f-ggot

[round 2: charron]
o’shea told me to say, “f-ck this american guy.”
i am the sherminator, i stuck my d-ck in your little sister’s american pie
and what shade are you? you look like a f-cking cancer patient
and yo, you brought up michael jackson but you look like him stuck in between transformation
in tracks he claims he grips and sparks and bangs out a crew
b-tch, i’ve seen o’shea take shits on sharks more gangster than you
you sleep with 30 cousins sprawled on a foam couch
when mexicans play the hand their dealt it’s always a full house
real talk-real taco
he has the craziest crib
i went in his washroom and his mom was blazing a spliff
he was shaving and eight of his kids tried selling me hot dogs while i was taking a shit
straight up this b-tch don’t respect your country or the motherf-cking scene you got
i bet he even thought that mr. bean was a burrito shop
he’s a twat
he doesn’t like your people’s country
he thought blood in the water was a doc-mentary on ian huntley
it ain’t even funny
jonny could take more
him and his brothers have sword fights jerking off to some g-y porn and call it a brain storm
what are you? the fantastic four matador?
this spaniard is poor
he beat [?] for a stack and even demanded for more
jonny storm, if you bbm me again you won’t be as fantastic as before
the human torch is behind the curve
so act bold and get dressed in all black when i bury storm
this guy wants a free vacation
he said “fly me out cause i don’t have decent wages”, well
i don’t believe that statement
i seen him on facebook flashing money on a [?] with heaps of haitians
so i guess corey charron ain’t the only one lying to people’s faces
this rapper f-cking bores us
you paid a stack for this performance?
that’s the biggest waste of money on a spanish guy since torres
he’s a diva i can see but ain’t the least bit surprised
you ain’t squaring off with brits cause you’re scared the audience wouldn’t be on your side
he even declined to battle freddy, you need to put your ego aside
what makes you think you’d last against cruger? your people fall asleep all the time
you owe your life to rowan faife
he let you choose your opponent for some useful promotion
you haven’t battled in a year there’s no route you were going
you people usually use a rag to cruise through the ocean
so this ain’t the first time that your kind make moves off of rowan (rowing)

[round 2: jonny storm]
it’s so funny
i’ve battled less than a week ago, so that’s a flat liar
you stole your punchline for sahtyre and –
f-ck it
look, there’s no need to talk about great flips cause your style’s sick
no b-tch, don’t even clown bish, i dissed your outfit but your cowlick looks like you’ve been sucking a cow’s d-ck
f-ck it, they call me storm cause i hit ’em with a whirlwind
have this b-tch kissing my fist more than blizzard and his girlfriend
you got real c-cky since you f-cked ronda on road trip
but you still choppy, syllable sloppy with old flips
my flow spits super hot fire when i chew niggas
while you rap with more hand movements than mute spitters
who’s this loser? crooked jr?
y’all bring this kid to the hood like he’s a gang member
but this kid in the hood, that’s just a clan member
b-tch, your sexual preference is transgender
you’re into testicles, rectums and hand gestures
yo, if rone was a girl, his name would be charron
so to the world you’re basically a clone
in the states he’s unknown cause you lose every battle of your cadence-y alone
i tried to school him on dub step and grime
you came dressed with the wrong subject in mind
shit is stressful though
how you expect to be impressing hoes when you invested doe in all these tim westwood clothes?
speaking of which, when you came to the states and battled amzilla your freestyles were faker than drakes
yo that was 50 straight rounds of simple action
i’ll lyrically pound and rip combatants
your shitty sounding fiction rapping is about as real as nicki minaj’s british accent
see you young money so watch your dorky tongue
cause you’re be on a cart’ to the e.r. and i ain’t gotta show corey guns/gunz
you’re the biggest geek ever
you’ll never get up to my rap placement
my scheme’s better, clean set ups to punish and castrate him
to me you’ll only be a sucker that’s mad racist
looking like the team america puppet of matt damon
i’m saying, try something different for four bars
he ain’t clever he’s mayweather
keep stuffing weak punches and hopes he wins on the scorecards
but when you look at the punch stats they nothing but love taps
and one power shot is crushing your comeback
i’ll shatter charron’s hope like a savage it’s no joke
he ain’t even at my status, he average with no quotes
speed bag him, weave jab him to slap in a choke hold
lean back, squeeze, snap him, you battling grown folk
shit, yo this is like that movie the great white hype
cause they like, “who the f-ck is you?”
competition wise you’re below what i’m accustom to
so i’ll build up his confidence, let him land a punch or two
then knock him the f-ck out as soon as they seen enough of you

[round 3: charron]
yo f-ck this russell peters
everything you spit ain’t something meaner
i thought you would talk about tim westwood like he did, trying to rock a muscle t-shirt
but i lost all respect for you like westwood when he put on justin bieber
yo, watch how i’m rapping now, you’re the wackest clown
i am mayweather and i’m smacking down pacquiao
i googled, “mexicans in london” and it said that there was nothing
you must hate this country
your people work for next to nothing cause you were straight up dummies
mexicans like marathons, just a stupid race we all use for making money
everything i spit raw, brought up nicki minaj, you look like her with her wig off
ayo, and you gotta realize that this is happening
well f-ck a storm cause you know that i be rapping in
he’s like the only mexican here and i fricking love it
spanish culture is like madeleine mccann, you won’t find it in london
see our countries have talent we’ll forever be different
from gretzky to d-ckens, john lennon and many musicians
all you have is drunken guido that end up in prison and f-cking jessica simpson
george bush has screws loose in his head that are missing
you’re the only country who’s special olympics has their presidents in it
american teachers don’t mention other countries when they lecture their infants
quit being hardheaded just listen
and remember that britain’s the sole reason that your people’s independence was given
you’re nothing, you’re bluffing, you ain’t something to remember
you’d swear it’s guy fawkes day the way i’m burning this dummy in november
you buckle from pressure, the b-tches you f-ck get no pleasure
it’s funny how every whore that storms on top of is feeling under the weather
against sonny you said “you’re so pale i’m surprised you don’t come with a shovel”
that’s an epic fail, i don’t need to f-cking reb-ttal
see you’re famous off of robberies, you ain’t catching respect
you winning is a stroke of luck like professor green scratching his neck
and you’re not that spanish, you’re dirtbag dan-ish
that’s the truth
b-tch you only have spanish roots cause your mum’s a prostitute on a beach in magaluf
johnny storm’s the human torch but i’m questioning his name
how are you the human torch when you’re never spitting flames?
oh well this b-tch is lame, smoke spell is a finished phase
i just lit up a torch in london like i started the ‘012 olympic games

[round 3: jonny storm]
a: i’m dominican
sooo….okay
i don’t need no f-ck reb-ttal when you look like you stepping in some nut puddles, b-tch
when corey charron gets horny alone
he treats his -ss like a rotary phone
b-tch, i was born the same year as beat street
you were born the same year as pete & pete
shit, i been spitting from the head since you been pissing in your bed
most consistent with the lyrics kicked against the best
but made this one exception cause it’s simple as it gets
see all your ignorant verses about hispanics is impertinent b-tch
my english is perfect
if that’s the best angle you picking to work with
then you ’bout to get your -ss roasted like you tried to shit in a furnace
look, a match with you is hardly an interest or purpose
i just did it send a message directed to sketch menace
b, quit ducking me
you had your chance to follow the leader but you hid behind your company
verbally, can’t none of y’all f-ck with me
so if charron does come off the dome it’s just so pat stay can suck a free’
yo, you was all proud to be voted “cl-ss clown” like a geek
shit, king of the dot, put money where their mouth is
so in don’t flop i’ll pound in your cheek
that’ll leave him laid out in the streets
and dead jokes, so ironically you’ll be left with the red coat like your mounted police
rip him apart, i ain’t praising these gimmicks
acting like king of the dot the greatest that did it
that’s why they got you battling for chains, y’all slaves to the business
bring your top ten, shit they all buried with you
in canada it’s illegal to own a gun
cause your police only carry whistles
y’all came to cali’ like some cocaine amb-ssadors
looking for something to sniff fresh off the plane like scavengers
acting so vein/vain, it’s vascular
cause getting robbed in canada is common as jobs in africa
but y’alls history was easily planned
it made shit as good as it gets
but if it wasn’t for the treaty of paris when the british defeated france
shit canada wouldn’t exist
so you must be out your f-cking mind if you think i won’t smash this c-nt
you so skinny, if you wore a seat belt it’d collapse your lung
in a clash of puns, punches and jagged tongues
one shaolin finger jab would crack this punk
and drop money on his mouth like some platinum fronts
yo, you can’t even speak french you need to practice some
you know less about your roots than a b-st-rd son
i administer punches so potent and sinister
they hitting until your bones brittle like you soaked them in vinegar
you play me and i’ll painfully finish ya
when i spit them bars i’m chris benoit, the canadian crippler
f-ggot

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