I believe, it is time, for the young danklord, His, Tuffness, to rep Team Skull's side of things.
Heh, Team Skull, Drop da be-eat!
*Team Skull grunt beatboxes*
Yo, nebulicious,
Dont get in that bag you deem so vicious
I got this, delicious,
Bag of treats, some sweets, some kisses
Just dont go, with that crazy misses
(Ahh!)
She treats you bad, huffs puffs and hisses
If you come with me
I treat you right *snaps*
Everyday a party
Every night a delight *snaps*
That girl she out of sight
Out of mind,
Crazy in the head
And she out to find
This *slight pause*
Epic little ball of cosmic ener-g
Put you in a bag and take away from me
My last hope,
To show you all im no joke,
Illest spittin rapper from johto
Murkin all the dittos with toto
Dial, the hotline
Because my mind is a fine line
Just get,
In this bag of mine
And we'll show these fakes how we shine
Spittin sacred fire every single time
We step to the mic, it's our victor-Y!
Just don't,
Let this joke take away from me
My little awesome buddy and all that we can see
Because it's you and me
Til the end
And it is for you
That I'll defend
That bag that's like a spacial rend
From that girl that seems to never end
Disrupts all the time that we could spend
All the days of neverland
Because this is the moment you and me have been waiting for
Putting an end to all of the haters that say we will never score.
The moon, the stars and everything under,
Our kingdom grand,
We'll rend them asunder.
And I'm out.
*drops mic and walks*
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