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POF rap battle: PureRican vs. Fresh Princess Part V

Posted by Princess MoMo on Oct 9 in Miscellaneous

 

  • ThePureRican
    Stalking you? LMFAO…
    Princess, The King’s Back, damé beso, yeah gimme kiss/
    Sorry, you just came up first when I searched for worst poet on Plenty of Fish/
    Gawkin? in disgust, Babygirl, more like hackin’/
    Swiped left on “Meet Me”, NEXT, King got back to mackin’/
    Now you can see how much your lyrics are just a small fraction/
    When people do a search for Rap Ricans, we’re the #1 Attraction/
    It’s amazing how you keep saying that you’re the greatest/
    When there would be no “greatest” if it wasn’t for Ricans that made this/
    Big Pun told you we’re nice at slashing, but not the only hobby, huh?/
    You know… you want me to come cuddle, ’cause “Boriquas eat the labia”/
    Head clear, head straight, why every single lyric kills/
    Now you? Uncertain, with all that “brilliant knowledge” about pills/
    Fuck it, give the pink stockings, fuck it, your whole closet too/
    3 La Bonne Vie Drive, that’s my address, send them through/
    But Princess, this next line I’m gonna tell you, I need you to promise you won’t do/
    Come to my place and kill me, when you find out that I got more MEN THAN YOU/
    You haven’t even answered yet, I know these rhymes are chokin’ you/
    I’ve just been so exhausted as of late ever since I started smokin’ you/
    You’re sitting there like wtf, this guy’s a f*ckin’ mystery/
    Nothing unreal here, another Rican victory to go down in Arabia’s “infamous history”/
    I’m the best, go study, practice, get some rest/
    The weekend’s comin’ Princess, Are you prepared for your 1st Test????? ???






    Oct 8 7:53PM
  • philoso_phish
    Ok. It’s on. Time for mortal kombat
    So you don’t like pussy? Want you a tom cat?
    Swipe left? You messaged me
    Little did I know you gay, queer as can be
    Talkin’ ’bout more men you got
    Interesting detour, twist to the plot
    Maybe you indiscriminate; play for both teams
    Having erotic, straight homo dreams
    It’s alright; whatever floats your boat
    Perhaps it’s livestock; go fuck you a goat
    Man, you demanding my kisses?
    Never that. Not even one. Not from this princess. 
    I don’t go around kissing frogs
    Thanks for this, though. It makes for good blogs. 
    You smokin’ me? That explains why you high.
    I think the break was so you could go cry. 
    Anyway, back to the game
    This defeat picture perfect, need me a frame
    Upper cut you and punish you like Liu Kang
    All I heard was finish him when you walked in the ring
    Ice Queen or call me Sub Zero
    Accept your failure, you’re no hero
    This here is royal victory, fatality, the end
    It’s been real, dawg, game over, enough play pretend
    Puerto Rico? More like fantasy land
    Your lines are like oatmeal; epically bland
    That’s right; I’ll serve you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner
    I do it bigger, not even from Texas, still the clear winner
    I’ll serve you all day, the hits keep on coming
    You persistent, though, surprised you ain’t running
    That’s fine. A war of attrition
    You still can’t top me or beat my ambition
    You nursery rhyming; mother goose 
    You a trooper, though, absorbing abuse
    I kind of feel guilty; A bit vicious; mean
    Fuck you; you just got guillotined; by orders of the Queen.
    Oct 9 11:10AM
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