First Track by me :
KILL 'EM ALL 
VERSE STUDIO RECORDS 

LYRICS :
They say you rapping , I say battle this sucker 
But when I heard you , I knew you was fucked up 

But I'm living the high life , curisin Livin right , making out with you wife 

Y'all rapping to the fame , but it's lame consider me superman and you're loise lane 
That's how I saved you from the slaughter house
 without me it's darkin it's  a BLACKOUT

Follow the money let go of the art 
That's not rapping nigga thats fart

So don't be a part 
You will be torn apart 
If I see u I will fuck you up

So just stay back lean back 
Act like a bean bag yo
I be like kira causing out your heart attack

Insane go rap and flow your shit but I fuck with your brains DAMN , If you're superman , then I'm scorpion , and you lost this game , trapped in Johnny's cage , I'm Johnny cage , I'm hardly sane , the clown in your motherfucking nightmares imma mic killa , kill you right  there like 

I tried to believe ya 
When u said u can rap , but u been rapping like dua lipa 
Bitch I'm the reaper 
Imma rip your house , but u ain't Talkin imma beat ya 

Your Rhymin bored us 
When u came to me, afraid to cross borders

Cus imma livin epic , i aint no civic 
Imma Lamborghini driving in the motherfucking  neighborhood hold up

When you came to me ,like seeking that fame 
But u ain't seeking it in rapping, this is my game 
Cus I got millions of people 
Just trynna rap like Migos 
But  I feed them and bread l them beat them and eat them 
I'm a fucking monster when I kill them 
So i go fucking non-stop on the beat'n da flow 
So I'm fuckin im hatin how you tryin relatin to me but you fakin 
I GOT ALL FAGS HATIN 

(Prepare to listen to fast rounds , king of battle rap , wearin ma crown , get that flashback , and wonder how I get that fast at rap but hold it now you are just too slow for me going out thinkin celebrities listening saying he is dissing me you motherfuckers
اللي علي رأسه بطحة)


I drop off styles on ears the public like them 
Other raps are crap cus dummies write them
You're thinking you're rhymes are so hot 
Who the fuck told u , u had a shot
At being a rapper!
Omg they're so slow 
I write verses in a minute calling me a psycho.

U are like Rhyming Rhyming
No topic you're lying
You sick motherfucker Bitch I'm flying

U think ur an MC now give it up
U rap like Nancy in that hardcore fuck 
Ur back from that battle i heard u crying 
U thought you can rap but now u are dying 

U rap Like them motherfuckin teans
 with Them pennies in the jeans 
 ‎i got millions in the bank 
 ‎with rap in my genes 
 ‎i got'em cashed in trunk 
 ‎got'em stashed in your mum 
 ‎she sucked it so hard she obesing


  (Fear ma ghosts , these ghosts be slaying , I'm praying to see a good rapper now they are lame , mistaken I'm stealing their fame , they hatin up , i be stealing their girl so they breaking up , so I destroy them all they breaking up , the crowds are heating up I'm proud people are listening to real raps now 
I'm more suffocating than gas clouds and I'm faster than a fast hound)



 
Inbox full of nudes you know I'm sicker 
I got that picture with no stickers

Hands down call me the black rose 
Don't give a fuck about the white only the black rose 

Feelin lost , donno what happend yo what the fuck
 I'm infectious disease addictive a drug
Challenge everybody from rap or die 
Let's see who got the Balls 
If it's rap or die then I kill them all 


I challenge anybody in Egypt who thinks that he can rap 
To an English rap battle , anybody who thinks he is up for the challenge 
That's my number : 01550690353 , I'm waiting for you , fuckers !
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Youssef Abd Ellatif