T.J. Miller - Battle of the Century, Part III lyrics

Brandon Johnson Don't go to the bathroom; I see you, You tryn'a leave right now, 'cause you gonna sh** yourself these last rap battles were so good. Coming to the stage right now King of the YouTube, when you was on your mom's b**b It's our man... Burnham! (Battle, battle, battle, battle...) Bo Uh I saw Cloverfield, I thought it was real good But, you handle a camera like Muhammad Ali would Yeah, you f**in' s** TJ, you're gettin' me pissed You're not a 'G' but it's your life on the g-list Everybody hates you, they're getting annoyed Congrats, you can namedrop Dan-f**ing-Aykroyd With your big teeth and your man-b**bs And your head like a lollipop rolled in pubes T.J. Yo, yaw, yaw, yaw; yaw, yaw, yaw, ready here we go All right, yaw, yaw, yeah, yeah Aleviate the b-ray, you BB-ray, grade A bullsh** Caution, rap surreptitious of the h*mos**uality Finality, reality It's out of my mind range, gov'nah It's out of my eye range, gov'nah It's out of me range, gov'nah I'm an Irish la**, hah ha Oh take me home and impregnate me, please Hoooh, it's lonely out here on the Dublin Hills Take that, motherf**er