Uno Lavoz - Lunar C vs Uno Lavoz lyrics

[Round 1 - Uno Lavoz] I said yo I said it's body bag war time n***a I'ma' grip Tec If the n***a talking I'm sparkin' as soon as I get his set Anybody dippin' around here? I'ma Dip ya Set--Woah you got a really long neck I mean shhhh I mean look at this sh** mate This sh** is f**ing preposterous I bet if he swung his head that way He would knock Eurgh f**ing unconcious You gotta really long neck No f**ing it's monstrous This is what you would get if a giraffe was f**ing an ostrich? See I'm that n***a that'll tell you straight to your face I don't like this kid now answer this question Is it true that ya mums from Africa? Guess what - this round she is Oh yeah yeah yeah n***a ya mum was born in east Zamunda Oh yeah yeah yeah true story She be speaking Swahili, mud huts, iguana sh** b**h will even f**in a teepee She was the only b**h that went to church bald headed One sock and an old dashiki And for some toothpaste and some gorrila fur she will s** on your pee pee I said I'ma lock and load it for the profit, see what I'm 'bout to do The floor they mopping n***a just watch and see what I'm 'bout to do Everybody looking at me like, "What he 'bout to do?" Make this n***a sea sick cause with these shells I'ma make Lunar eclipse Like when the Earth's shadow was blocking the light from the moon I say you keep talking all kinda gay Walking like all types of ways n***a ya neck is so long I betcha that's the actual Adams Apple that Eve picked during the Bible days And I'm kinda pissed off cause Eurgh got me called Mexican for 2 whole battles I shall b**h slap ya mum in her face with two old sandals b**h told me to bend over cause she like to chew on a**holes So I knocked her the f** out Then i tattooed a big ol camel taking sh** on her clit That says "Courtesy of Uno Lavoz" Ya f**ing c*nt That's it timeee [Round 1 - Lunar C] Listen dick head this is how i know you're inbred Your mum and uncle made a home movie and called it Twinsest Cartons of fresh lube take up half of your bedroom You're such a f*g if you go to a s**m donors now and fart in a test tube I bet half of it gets used You're so gay you think that the taste of jizz is peng There's nothing he can say in his defense When he's been held down and ran through by 80 different men So when he takes a sh** it ends up like the name of this event It's nothin' ground breaking battlers calling each other gay has been done But it's relevant to call you a mincing sausage tickler cause your name means one So f** you're fate And your tough talk you're done for like a Thalidomide in a thumb war You're homeless your girl kicked you out because you can't get it up So the only time you're holding keys is when you're selling d** She said you snort so much coke your dicks limp and when you're f**ing her it's borin' And you was like, "Another qualude and she'll love me in the morning." Is touching your nose every other f**ing second an American thing? And why do you start your verses with "I said" when you haven't said anything When your mum saw my youthful charm and boyish good looks She was froffing at the gash I like f**ing her from behind because there's something I can grab Because most Spanish b**hes have hair on the bottom of their back Yo this spastic cries when he masturbates Cause getting p**y is such a stressful effort You should clone another you so you can pull yourself together Yo whoever said chivalry died it was a lie I listen to Michael Buble, sipping some wine Put rose petals on the stairs and dimmer the lights Then speed f** your nan within an inch of her life [Round 2 - Uno Lavoz] I said Billy by Billy books Shots there to hit him up The type of sh** that I'm spitting Will f** around leave him stuck, you get hit with a ball bat You think that its all wack The sh** that I'm spitting my n***a you think that its all facts It's just the sh** that I'm spitting living and getting you think it's forbidden Your sh** is written n***a I'm 'bout dat I'm on a murder spree verbally hurting these dirt MCs Who claim they haven't heard of me, f** it y'all n***as are all wack They sit there debating whether I'm in crew with Satan Well f** it I ain't gonna admit it I'm all about cash I'm like a director directing the direction the way these bullets are hitting your chest hit up ya whole cast ALL THAT ALL THAT YOUR MOMS STOMACH? ALL FAT SHE WANNA fu*k KNOW THAT IN HER MOUTH ba**sack ba**sack ba**sack ba**sack ba**sack I said I'm lock and loaded, clips is missing Trying to give this kid a lesson shoot him in every body part No I won't miss a section this sh** I'm reppin b**h you better not be disrespected Cause your skin complexion is motherf**ing dick erection I said I can't wait for your mama to die So that way I can start a parade and start laughing Now all y'all looking at me like, "That ain't okay that's tragic." I'll show up at the funeral raving the ratchet Slap that b**h in the face like, "Wake up b**h and go make me a sandwich." Now do you deserve a big check? Yes you do Do you deserve a lot of respect? Yes you do Do you think he wanna punch me in my chest? Yes you do Do you gotta long neck? Yes you do [Round 2: Lunar C] Your mom looks like Mickey Worthless And [?] bad breath She's been f**ed so many times her clit is an abscess And both of her flaps have a different address Yo, you pay prostitutes and give 'em foot rubs That lil' gay beard ain't a good look You s** dicks and simultaneous both nuts Don't be thinking I got the hometown advantage I come from Bradford Why do you drop so many N-bombs when you're a f**ing Spaniard? Cause I've won every battle that I've been in with unanimous decisions You just stand up in there grilling giving Spanish Inquisitions I don't wanna disrespect your people, I just can't figure you Spaniards out Cause I like salsa sauce too, but it's f** all to dance about After your last battle you went on Facebook saying "Uno is the best." That sh** took me a few moments to get Cause either you've improved loads and your vexed There's no views though I respect Or you was talking about balancing fruit bowls on your head Listen Alejandro Your girl dresses like a lazy half a** Lady Gaga When you marry that b**h I bet her shoes are made of car parts She's in a possum skin dress and her belt's an aardvark Look, I ain't no ras clot wigger I'm a beast and I'm deading him I'll k** you and then go target your next of kin And force him into letting me own half the inheritance I'm a newcomer with a cold heart of a veteran I treat a verse like a vagina I go hard when I get it in You should just be happy you get reactions for them dumb rhymes Instead of always moaning like, "That wasn't the punchline" Cause b**hing at the crowd for laughing at a set up to a basic punch Is like having a small dick and dumping your girlfriend because it made her cum [Round 3: Uno Lavoz] n***a ya mom put ketchup in her belly bu*ton! She be dipping her nuggets You white, so I'ma automatically a**ume you like kissing your cousins I did my research, people in Bradfordstan don't like clicking and busting I found out that everybody in Bradfordstan...no toilets, they be sh**ting in buckets Big buckets Tall buckets Small buckets Long buckets Blue buckets Pink buckets Green buckets n***a all buckets (Seriously, seriously, this is business talk, this is business talk right here) Now I know you pay for your views So let's just keep this between me and you a**hole Let's not Eurgh disable the comments and me and you make this a million view battle I'm feeling good I said, I'm Puerto Rican so you know it's real easy for me to slice your throat Bullets go through your body quicker than a Zeus lightening bolt Keep talking, hand around your neck, I guess it's time to choke If not, who is he? Cause these bullets go through Lunar C's/seas like a motherf**ing Viking boat Remember all that sh** you was saying on Facebook how you was gonna snuff sh**? Well I'm all up in your face n***a and you ain't gon' snuff sh** He a punk b**h He wouldn't even jump ship n***a, matter of fact, say something... [Lunar C] b**h [Uno Lavoz] That's right you better do what I tell you you dumb b**h Let's do it again You ain't even gonna jump ship All you gon' do is s** dick, say something [Lunar C] b**h [Uno Lavoz] You better do what I tell you to do, you stupid dumb b**h Now y'all like, "What the f** is he doing? Why did he say it again?" To prove to your British motherf**ers that it's easy to trap you and even at the end America is always gon' win That's it [Round 3: Lunar C] Your flow is sounding like it's forced And don't be talking about my girl when I was out last night with yours I cummed in her while she was on her period It looked like Thousand Island sauce No one has ever told you this, but you look Middle Eastern There must be a reason Your mama [?] with m**ms for semen Your delivery is sh**, you're either mumbling or screaming That's cause you got a nose like a hook when he's speaking He s**s air out your mouth and f**s with your breathing Denying your own ethnicity is a bit shady You'll try to tell you he's Spanish and not an Arab, but we all know he is really (Israeli) You have a small nose and big nostrils The hatred I have for your nose can't be contained I whole heartedly hate that whole part of your face When you breathe out through it it makes you walk backwards and have a slow start to your day He fantasizes about not having to spunk into a tissue when he's jacking off Cause he wants to put it all in a black man like Amanda Knox Your dad's house is full of mystery blunt objects that smell of prepubescent poop holes And whenever he's asked who's they are he says, "Who knows (Unos)." Apart from me being a better MC, you're a b**h who ain't never been street I don't care where you're from f*ggot you ain't threatening me Where I'm from, Philadelphia is a spreadable cheese Your style of lyricism is so deep, you have more layers than an onion I made a big mistake agreeing to battle and this is my punishment Bollocks, they call me Lunar cause been bullying everything round dummy MC's and I steal their shine when I'm sonning 'em Yo, your esse's know you ain't got the sk**s that Lunar C's got They're at home now predicting that you took a mean loss Everyone hoping you got finished like Nate Dogg's vocals on Detox b**h