Fredo vs Rone

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[Round 1: Rone] See, you're of a different race, but I don't care what it is I'm white, you're brown, FUCK YOU YA FUCKING SPIC! Just kidding, just kidding, kids at home, just know that race is important Cause it explains to this day why his face is enormous See I'm not racist, I'm a face-ist, I mean look how big his face is Any problem he can face it, he needs a forklift for a face lift See I wanted to sample a beat, like a nice resounding smack So I punched him in the face but it kinda sounded flat Yeah, I'ma lay it flat out, homie has a flat face Buys bulk, flat bread gets it at a flat rate But regardless of your country son is ugly and disgusting Bitch you like Humpty Dumpty ate too much Chunky Monkey You into fashion? Waiting on the return of the neck beard? Better luck next year His gut jiggles when he walks His scruff jiggles when he talks This fat kid's hat brim probably jiggles with his thoughts So how the fuck is he gonna win a battle with me? You should battle having titties on the back of your knees Yo, and you got your own clothing company Who's manufacturing your clothes? This fucking fatty's family in a factory at home And you tried to battle there but Flip Top couldn't catch the fever So I'm down with Filipinos cause they don't respect you either Ether [Round 2: Rone] I heard he works in a cafeteria, so instead of researching or doubting it I figured it for scripture and based half a fucking round on it So I get sloppy drunk and be banging sloppy hoes You bring a mop to lunch and be serving sloppy joes Sometimes I get stressed over what I have to wear next Your answer is simple, velcro and hairnets I fuck with horn balls, you fuck with corn dogs I've been getting ladies off, you've been serving tatter tots But here's a nice fact that could get you through the weather You, Arsonal and Real Deal could start a school together Yo, I used to picture this kid as a pig on a spit But I can't fathom that shit now Cause I can't image fatty with an apple in his mouth He's not the exercising type, doesn't know what exercise is like Shit even when he tries he's not exercising right Eating a bacon cheeseburger on an exercising bike Getting arrested, I bet kid wouldn't exercise his rights Yo, but you claim that hockey team, well let's run some plays But mine aren't the kind on fucking skates Like when wifey and I run the "dump and chase" I poop on her chest and she runs away Yo, Fredo you invited me to your house but I would never go over Why? Cause you put the "homo" in "homeowner" [Round 3: Rone] Ayo, if you ever hear about me losing a battle with Fredo Danny Glover better explain some shit about him having an Angel And I'm not about to list all the things I've seen you shove in your cake hole Let's just say I've seen him fit in a cake...whole Yo, you try to dine with this dego, I'll probably mash his potato You eating penne alfredo, you see me add the tomato I'll break him down like a Lego, I got the snap of a Mako I'll probably grab all of your pesos, I'll turn your hat to a halo And that last one is for Swave though and what you said on his fucking dad Cause if you met him you would see who really had that upper hand So welcome back to March Madness BITCH, you're in the wrong bracket I'm the blueprint for Blue Clips, bench warmers can't hack it You retarded I'm a Spartan like Michigan State Magic Krzyzewski couldn't bench me, I'm the complete fucking package Battered by [?] or Danny Manning at Kansas This is Larry Bird passing and Pistol Pete's average Yo, I gave lobotomies when my legs were wobbly So now that I'm shored up, ain't no way you're stopping me You battled Okwerdz nine years ago, he's at a level you can't touch Your name's Fredo Algebra but that math just doesn't add up So divide the stage, subtract my age and this should be clear too I've got Fredo's number down to a square roots