Arsonists - Lunchroom Take-Out lyrics
[Arsonists - Lunchroom Take-Out lyrics]
Scene: talking in the lunchroom cafeteria
So you wanna battle me
You wanna battle me bring it
Don't talk to nobody bring it to me
If you wanna battle
Whateva' kid stop trying to show-off
Who's you first of all? nobody
Knows you up in here
Whateva kid, don't matter who i am
I'm Swel Boogie
Whos you? yo Q give me a beat
He wanna battle me, give me a beat Q
You ain't nothin' kid, you a ugly muthafucka
Say your shit kid
Come on super belly, fat man
Whateva' fix your teeth, see the tooth fairy
Looka here we got fruitcakes in
The house, yo check it, check it
Beat: Q-Unique beating on
The lunchroom tables
Freestyling
Man please
Come on you just a bitch tryna flip
And I can tell your nervous
Why you got a twitch in your lip
Cuz you ain't got nothing for me, you corny
I know you saw me
Hitting up your moms, cuz she was
Horny, and it was forny, funny
Shut up dummy, learn how to speak
That's why your girl and your moms told
Me to sperm on her cheek
Now you done did it
Try to battle me and you got calm looks
You 'bout to come get burnt like all
The food that your mom cooks
And then one minute later
Your gonna end up on the floor dead
You gased, the only thing that's big about
You is your forehead
I'm fed up with all the things about
You and I just heard one tune
And you supposed to be the illest
Nigga that rhymes in this lunchroom
Like everyone in this lunchroom including you
Better beware i'm the best
Just from looking at you
I can tell your mom's got hair on her chest
Cuz your eyebrows connect and their so
Long your lips will feel it
I'm on some shit that when i flipping
I got that shit that you can't deal with
See you need me to save you
You know why? cuz you don't have a flow
Your breath smells like a platano
HOLD UP ASSHOLE, don't be tryna cut me off
Cuz you soft
And, that's the second time you did that
Ima send yo ass to the north
Pole where it's freezing, and it's come on
Bad for your health
Somebody pass him a tissue
He's drooling on himself
What, come and get it
Your debted than somebody with aids
I'ma play you like spades
Hang your ass like dreads or braids
You don't want it, if you did
Then your ass be a fool
I'ma embarass you so bad
Your gonna transfer to another school
Embarassed never that, i'm too dope
Hell yeah and you ain't going no where
But the lunchline or welfare
You ain't even passing your classes
Your brain is rusty, oil it
And you couldn't drop no shit
If you was sitting on the toilet
You ain't nothing
Look at all the rhymes that
You be hitting with
My little sister burned your freestyle
My freestyle burned your written shit
Soon you'll be in denial
And you're not gonna recall
That I burned you
And I can tell by 21 you'll be bald
I'm off the wall
With all the off the head shit that I make up
You need one haircut, plus about 33 shape ups
So go ahead and laugh at him
And i'ma come and take props
I'm the magnificent MC
That's why they call me GR8 Scott
Why's you tellin' me your name
Your friendless
You?, you gotta boyfriend and you
Call him your princess
You a fag pedo, you cheesy like a dorito
To get higher than me
Come on you gotta smoke weed yo
Fuck battlin', i'ma whip yo ass you punk
To battle me, you don't need a mic
You need a asthma pump money grip
When i come around you seein' the bombs
You a pervert
Jerking off the pornos of me and your moms
Money you wack
And umm I think it's best you pray
You the type to get beat up
Even if it ain't freshmen day
Come on man, ahh come on, I ain't scared a ya
You so poor the only time you
Eat is in the lunchroom cafeteria
You ain't even graduating
Opportunity doors will slam in your face
You been in the school so long
You'll take the janitors place
Money grip, and you talking about my hair
Look at your dumb curl
I'm surrounded by females
You don't even got one girl
You talking all that shit
And yet you still sound weak
The only reason you got any girls
Cuz they think you be around me
Every since the beginning of battle
Your best best was to run paul
As this one girl told me
You went to the hospital and
They cut off one ball
Matter fact, fuck that
I can tell I was wrecking
I'ma just leave and burn this muthafucka
Eat steak um in a second
Talking til fade
So you wanna battle me
You wanna battle me bring it
Don't talk to nobody bring it to me
If you wanna battle
Whateva' kid stop trying to show-off
Who's you first of all? nobody
Knows you up in here
Whateva kid, don't matter who i am
I'm Swel Boogie
Whos you? yo Q give me a beat
He wanna battle me, give me a beat Q
You ain't nothin' kid, you a ugly muthafucka
Say your shit kid
Come on super belly, fat man
Whateva' fix your teeth, see the tooth fairy
Looka here we got fruitcakes in
The house, yo check it, check it
Beat: Q-Unique beating on
The lunchroom tables
Freestyling
Man please
Come on you just a bitch tryna flip
And I can tell your nervous
Why you got a twitch in your lip
Cuz you ain't got nothing for me, you corny
I know you saw me
Hitting up your moms, cuz she was
Horny, and it was forny, funny
Shut up dummy, learn how to speak
That's why your girl and your moms told
Me to sperm on her cheek
Now you done did it
Try to battle me and you got calm looks
You 'bout to come get burnt like all
The food that your mom cooks
And then one minute later
Your gonna end up on the floor dead
You gased, the only thing that's big about
You is your forehead
I'm fed up with all the things about
You and I just heard one tune
And you supposed to be the illest
Nigga that rhymes in this lunchroom
Like everyone in this lunchroom including you
Better beware i'm the best
Just from looking at you
I can tell your mom's got hair on her chest
Cuz your eyebrows connect and their so
Long your lips will feel it
I'm on some shit that when i flipping
I got that shit that you can't deal with
See you need me to save you
You know why? cuz you don't have a flow
Your breath smells like a platano
HOLD UP ASSHOLE, don't be tryna cut me off
Cuz you soft
And, that's the second time you did that
Ima send yo ass to the north
Pole where it's freezing, and it's come on
Bad for your health
Somebody pass him a tissue
He's drooling on himself
What, come and get it
Your debted than somebody with aids
I'ma play you like spades
Hang your ass like dreads or braids
You don't want it, if you did
Then your ass be a fool
I'ma embarass you so bad
Your gonna transfer to another school
Embarassed never that, i'm too dope
Hell yeah and you ain't going no where
But the lunchline or welfare
You ain't even passing your classes
Your brain is rusty, oil it
And you couldn't drop no shit
If you was sitting on the toilet
You ain't nothing
Look at all the rhymes that
You be hitting with
My little sister burned your freestyle
My freestyle burned your written shit
Soon you'll be in denial
And you're not gonna recall
That I burned you
And I can tell by 21 you'll be bald
I'm off the wall
With all the off the head shit that I make up
You need one haircut, plus about 33 shape ups
So go ahead and laugh at him
And i'ma come and take props
I'm the magnificent MC
That's why they call me GR8 Scott
Why's you tellin' me your name
Your friendless
You?, you gotta boyfriend and you
Call him your princess
You a fag pedo, you cheesy like a dorito
To get higher than me
Come on you gotta smoke weed yo
Fuck battlin', i'ma whip yo ass you punk
To battle me, you don't need a mic
You need a asthma pump money grip
When i come around you seein' the bombs
You a pervert
Jerking off the pornos of me and your moms
Money you wack
And umm I think it's best you pray
You the type to get beat up
Even if it ain't freshmen day
Come on man, ahh come on, I ain't scared a ya
You so poor the only time you
Eat is in the lunchroom cafeteria
You ain't even graduating
Opportunity doors will slam in your face
You been in the school so long
You'll take the janitors place
Money grip, and you talking about my hair
Look at your dumb curl
I'm surrounded by females
You don't even got one girl
You talking all that shit
And yet you still sound weak
The only reason you got any girls
Cuz they think you be around me
Every since the beginning of battle
Your best best was to run paul
As this one girl told me
You went to the hospital and
They cut off one ball
Matter fact, fuck that
I can tell I was wrecking
I'ma just leave and burn this muthafucka
Eat steak um in a second
Talking til fade