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jackthepogchamp68 & jackthedipshit69 - w.b. yeats vs w.d. gaster كلمات أغنية

[intro]
pogchamp rap battles of stupidity!!!
william butler yeats
vs
_gaster noises_

[verse 1: w.b. yeats]
i’m a poet and i know it i got the flow, b_tch and i own it
you got scattered across the universe like “i think this is wyoming”
you’re a wack ass b_tch if you think you can top me
i’d rather be on the lake isle of innisfree
your game is so sh_t, i threw it in the bin
you think you’re gonna beat me? f_ck you, i’m gonna win!
i’m the best poet and you’re just a b_tch
i bet that your next verse will be very sh_t

[verse 2: w.d. gaster]
you best beware of the man who speaks in hands
i’ll giggity lois, make another brother for sans
of your poems, i am not a fan
how you even got fame is a mystery, man
you were way too f_cking obsessed with maud gonne
but then she left you like igor “my love’s gone”
then you went for her daughter, but she rejected you too
then you married a psychic who was just as mad as you
my game is a work of art, just like chromakopia
you’re just a fascist pervert who was addicted to opium
you’re a creep who believed in magic fairies and spirits
this video would have been peak, if you were not in it
[verse 3: w.b. yeats]
f_ck you, gaster, i hate your f_cking guts
i will k!ll your whole family and rip out your nuts
i’ll throw your body in the sewer, feed you to the rats
your name is f_cking wingding, how embarassing is that?!

[verse 4: w.d. gaster]
someone call a doctor, you’re extremely b_tthurt
even being scattered across time was not as painful as that verse
you fought for irish freedom, but hated the poor?
listening to you was worse than falling in the core
your sh_t just gets dark, darker yet darker, my god!
i couldn’t clean your laundry with apar_tide_pods
haven’t seen fascists rap this bad since hitler vs vader
your rhymes are sh_t, unlike tyler the creator
from the start i knew you were gonna blow it
so shut yo b_tch ass up, you f_ck ass poet
you’re a sh_tty ass rapper and that’s no lie
i’m gonna go leave now… bye!

[verse 5: tyler the creator]
there’s too many references to me here, of course i have to enter
yo mamas should have sent the two of you to an adoption center
gaster, your character is just mostly speculation
wow, i guess that’s a bit of a sticky situation
yeats, don’t get me started, i’ll f_ck you up
i looked your ass up and what the f_ck
don’t step to me, i hate your ass like weird al hates sauerkraut
my work here is done. tyler out
[outro]
who won?
who’s next?
we don’t care about your opinion
we decide
pogchamp rap battles of stupidity!!!

- jackthepogchamp68 jackthedipshit69

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