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letra de y2kbby vs. satella - y2kbby & satella

[intro: y2kbby]
ooh, an anime weeb
this will be fun

[verse 1: y2kbby]
another weeb that i can check off my list
last rap battle, you scored, milo missed
but, typing all these bad rhymes, bet that hurt your wrist
maybe you should get your sempai to assist
d-mn now, i’m bustin’ down sending them cheap shots
n-ggas be soft, break’em all, just like some sheet rock
b-tch, i be ballin, n-ggas callin, for this lockbox
k!ll you like i’m a bear, little miss goldilocks
(hol up, let’s flip this b-tch)
salope, je l’ai retourné, je parie que tu ne t’attendrais pas à ça
je parie que tout ce que tu sais c’est que la langue j-ponaise
regardez probablement le hentai pour ignorer vos putains de rimes
arrête de parler de ton anime, salope ce n’est pas pékin

[verse 2: satella]
remember 11-years old it me and big bro
we was on the streets trynna catch a…
i’m was losing my mind, and i didn’t even know it
some say the streets a sh-t show, but i’m above it
my body was muppet, i was always being controlled
at the age of 17 my brother was slingin’ dough
he got arrested on the block for carrying a pole
they didn’t even know, the gun was for show
he was trying to protect me from the n-ggas on coast
i didn’t fit in with ghetto kids on my block
saw one lil’ black boy carryin’ a gun in his sock
my house got shot up while i was under the bed
lately the ptsd been f-ckin’ up my head
,and the adhd ain’t making it better ’cause i can’t go to bed
with that said i could have died a lot of time
how the f-ck i’m still here?
how the f-ck i’m still alive?
only god can know that answer when my time
[verse 3: y2kbby]
use your life challenges to win, wow, that’s really sad
whiny b-tch in the ghetto, that’s why your life was bad
i’m saying all this and people might get mad
using your brother for votes, would he be glad?
i got adhd too, you don’t see me using that
right now you here, but when i finish you, splat
it wasn’t only your life that was hard, so take your sh-t and scat
using your ptsd for clout, f-cking brat
n-ggas be acting up, you’re a prime example
talking your depressing talk, that was ample
take your sh-tty rhymes and i’ll f-cking trample
just do another verse and i’ll show you a sample

[verse 4: satella]
i don’t ask for sympathy
, but the words your saying are healing me
thanks negativity
i’ll leave them with my memories
what clout do i have to gain?
i’m slowly losing my brain
, and it’s affecting me
i’m not trynna be cool
no, not to you
hop in the taxi and get in the backseat
so you can see what i see
i know you gon’ tell me
“stop profiting off your misery”
i’m not a knight, i don’t got time for the chialvry
these are just my memories
i need to get out more (to see the sun)
i need need some love (not really none)
i’m not trynna be rude
,but man you got attitude, not you
’cause i wasn’t trynna be rude, not you
in life you got roll a die
you can’t choose both sides
what if i told you that life was a lie
life looks good in the midnight
i’m take myself to new heights, do whats right
i’m trynna make through this
it’s a long fight
trynna do it for me and the people around
when i yell my voice it gets absorbed by the sound
so i can’t get loud
[verse 5: y2kbby]
this was supposed to be fun, but you ruined it, b-tch
not my fault you be mental, acting crazy like a witch
can’t even use proper grammar, n-gga, take a hitch
you got a broken brain, do you need a stitch?
i’m a f-cking hot barbie
you wish you could have my body
i’m a bad b-tch, you a dawdy
hoe, your rhymes are so shoddy
wanna be me so bad but you can’t
complain bout’ your life, you go on a rant
how much effort in your rhymes, scant
seeing your bad rhymes, look at my askant
you couldn’t spell right for the life of you
i was the underdog, but b-tch, i just came through
b-tch, you’re sinkin’ in the water by the blue bayou
i’m the one today, i’m the new sh-t boo
this bottom ass b-tch with these raggedy ass shoes
wonder who let you come to 1 2
won the first battle, i expected you not to, with that low iq
but, you’re gonna get ended by this babu

[verse 6: satella]
my minds broken like haise
this verse will leave you dying
i’m sighing, i’m motherf-cking conniving
if i get some one piece gems
i cash them in
ayakashi transism, criticism, masculisim
think this sh-t sweet and i’m blend you into coffee
your body probrobly smells like raw feet
we’re cooking this sh-t up in the pantry
g*nius war, this sh-t so damaging
i’m hammering every rhyme you throw at me
no overstreet, the flow is me, you know it’s me
anime is overated, i’ll turn your rhyme into condensation
i’m the new sensation, congratuslations (you played yourself)
step in ring with but it’s no rocky
gimmie the mic so i can k!ll this sh-t
and take youir b-tch and if she’s a trap she bound to be even more delicious and that’ll be fantistic
rhyme schemes go ballistic
[verse 7: y2kbby]
million-dollar p-ssy, b-tch, guess who got it, me
you’re losing this battle bad, as far as i can see
am i a better rapper? everyone says “oui”
you’re worse than mr. schue, straight off of glee
can’t rhyme, can’t rap, and you don’t make sense
i be makin’ dollars, you ain’t even making cents
“you are a winner!”, b-tch, that is past-tense
it’s clear that i won, no one’s even on the fence
not even verified, that’s how bad you are
you’re out of my league, you’re back behind far
your first verse made no one fill tears in a jar
if you wanna be my level, get better, i’m not lowing the bar

[verse 8: satella]
your not loweing your bar
you made it this far that’s kind of bizzare
wait, gimme a moment i’m p-ssing on all your bars ’cause your steady missing
i’ll scap youyr sh-t and use them for spear parts
yoour making dollars that’s cool because now you don’t have to use mine
i’m taking you to sp-ce no danndy
to show how far you are away from me
with one verse i’ll make you go high and make eveyong on g*nius die, no lie
your rymes are scmatic you
you try to copy all the rappers you see
you belive in a higher power, b-tch i am that power
i’m freddy, jason and michael myers
you belive in gothic sh-t like your a vampire
one hit wonder out of the south, my brain like f-ck the clout
so hush your mouth, sit on the couch and pay attention
while my words put your ass in detention
your just mad because you hit this
i go both ways, lets turn to a new page, a new age where i’m the mother f-cking sage

[verse 9: y2kbby]
knocking you down on your knees, it’s a hobby
you’re not the only one on your knees, so is your mommy
i’m the one up top, you work in the lobby
i’m a classy b-tch, you are just so sn0bby
p-p-p-pull in my lamborghini, china
your dad is ten inches deep in my v-g-n-
i just k!lled you, you just got angina
you can’t spell right, you got a phyma
b-tch, i’ve been throwing out all these good verses
it’s me against a dumb b-tch, this ain’t versus
i just ended you, you need to go see some nurses
when you go to rhyme a line, your dyslexia immerses
this has been real fun, but we all know who’s won
this was never really a battle because it’s me, hun
no big surprise, no “dun, dun, dun!”
because you’re just bad, b-tch, you are done

[outro: y2kbby]
imagine not being able to spell ‘everyone’, i can’t-
anyways, comment who won!

- y2kbby satella

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