If im the queen, what the fuck does that make you?
That means you the fucking slave that polishes my shoes
i dont care for you man you lucky i took the time to reply
you ask why? its to show you bitch not to mess with the big guys
the tide doesn't need to turn it already in my favor man
i ripped you a new ass hole like the son of sam

Let's all slow clap for the retarded kid

Clap.............Clap.............Clap

Why you keep try'n me You fake ass bitch......

Look I'm Boss,.........yep "The king is here"
Run'n in circles Hand to his chest try'n to bit his ear :huh:
He Talk tough behind His screen
Then go in the next room and serve his team :gfy:
Take there insult and bring them to me
To make his-self fell better.... :laugh:
Fuck around And i'll make you take a long vaction
You could go to heaven.....but i got hell wait'n
It must be your time of the mounth cause your real bitchy
Now bend over in take it, like Hitler in Lil Nikki :thumbup:

thats the lamest shit i ever seen and thats saying a lot cause i seen all you work
you a baby messing with a real grown man you gonna get hurt
I see what ya doing, ya trying to hide you weak lines with cartoon faces
you've been a pussy ever since you were wearing braces
Just to clarify nigga, you aint a boss, hell you aint even a soldier yet
i bet you gonna squeal to the cops "king mathers just sent me a death threat"
how could you be a boss when your bitch calls all the shots
she tells you what to wear more often that not
You frontin man you tell us your hard, i found out that u sendin love letters
then i see you and your bitch walking down the street in matching sweaters
you a bitch man you should tattoo it on ya face, you marked for life
dont reply cause king mathers always wins in a fight

Don't yall hate bitch niggas, yall know the ones
there parents rich, so they sit around and chew gum
Don't know how to make money, all they do is ask
So when yall read king verse all yall do is laugh
And king...they not laugh'n wit you
Thought I should tell you, cause it might be years before it hit you
look dude your a lame, and your punches are weak
only hot shit you spit is your breath, cause you don't brush your teeth
But you think you can fuck wit me? That your rhymes are hittin
Honestly, I can't tell if your spittin...or...shittin
But fuck the talk Back in forth, between you and me
Let set it up in fornt lines for the whole rv
Unless your scared....and need time to prepare
Just pick the time and date and I'll be there
that way you can see ko rippa left king wit no hope
And look i'll play fair..and you can have crew vote
You can recycle and even bit........
But they still gonna vote for me cause your shit ain't tight

By the way

My bitch was right when she said you was gifted
She only call your shots....cause I didn't sign your birth certificate

And yes Retard I did call you out

Pussy :gfy:

I answered the call, fucking hell i wanted this for so long
to kick your fucking ass and strip you down till you in nothing but a thong
the battle will be short it wont take long i can tell
you cant handle the heats cause im hotter than hell
good luck homie you gonna need it
you gotta up your game, stop laying down this shit

Look at the fucking coward Rippa Boy, the nigga calls me out
he makes it damn clear he want to beef then no shows the bout
like i said why start something if you dont have the balls to finish
you aint nothing but a punk ass little bitch
and i quote the mother fucker "yes Retard I did call you out"
he made it obvious, anyone can tell he wanted to battle no doubt

Stop rapping; you`re the most pathetic of clowns bitch.
Cuz you`re Ass; King... and theres NO question about it.

^ha nice.

^why is dude even rappin?? this FOOL-ISN'T-TIGHT
so now im 'comin after Red' like a 'BULL-IN-A-FIGHT'
my flow COOLER-THAN-ICE, im the RULER-OF-MICS
its gon get ugly..like every gurl u've PULLED-IN-UR-LIFE!
We'll never see a DIME-THAT-HE-FUCKED
only time 'Red is seen wit pussy' is when it's that TIME-OF-THE-MONTH!
im not gonna go too hard while i RHYME-WIT-THIS-CUNT
cuz i kno how sensitive he gets on that TIME-OF-THE-MONTH.

havin a sick spit, na your rappin in glitches
talkin months? yeh..i get them calander bitches
faggot i ripd this, dont say that you cant take the threat
when talkin months is the only date youll get
your fake you sket, il leave you clipped and hit bro
your a champ..well i guess il take the title back like klitscho
like a fig roll im makin cake, take time your shit
when your from cinni wich is funny cos i already cinn every line hes spit
on the mic im sick, i flow with words and i flowed em to murk
im big..your so small you have to jump over the kerbs

listen daubs the cypher has no mileage left, no one is shoppin
get with the times, cause front lines is where the real shit poppin
not even the king himself could save the cypher, its dead
its like walking into a bakery with no bread
why drop some lines if it aint gonna be read
you seem to be good at hyping yourself, but in a battle you'd be dead
the cypher is only good for setting up battles now
so if ya wanna battle all you have to do is ask, i bet you know how
the kings laying down an open challenge to anyone thats left now

please

im burnin like guy fawkes, im big..when this guy talks
he comes up so short he has to high jump the sidewalks
and im raw you stuggle mate, your nothin great
talkin readin..you wouldnt be read with coloured paint
ima bust a fake ur right im cold, on the mic im known
to skin my opponent and use his ribs as a xylaphone
this is the rhymin zone, so stop please im the top G
Dblock? but look at my punches, you cant block D

easy

When the 8th uh greet u sorry daubs no 1 in this place a miss u
till u get found with broken an dabs of diminished facial tissue
no racial issue when i cut dudes campaign short
an snatched off his fuckin head like champagne cork
dudes a possible child molester havent made my mind up on that
but when i think back he hasnt laid a hot 16 on any kind of track
fuck im through servin u....daubs this rounds on me its last call
quick someone search his chest my bullets went awol

I won't call you a net geek, but listen son
Your whole life is RV.. not coz of the site, coz your living out of one

livin outta one, ha look at all your bars, no wait you only got one
it aint plural, cause your pittyfull, your head empty son
we dont need niggas dropping 2 lines, its a 6 line minimum
im the dopest on this site, RV's new eminem
so if ya know whats best, then listen to the best when i tell ya
unless you want a 10 inch scar, come back with some real bars

Doubs and E-Louch still in the cypher? Thats something no one should ever say.
9 years between the 2 ..and you still dont know what it feels like to elevate.
Let it be know, Im the Undertaker of mankind and I dont care how you feeling.
'Coz the only time they 'in da house' is when I choke slam them both through the ceiling.
In the club you kids are lames, they see a chick and OMG it gets crazy so easy.
Both of them stay gasing her up.. for as long as it take for her to inflate completely.
Your rhyme styles look familier though ..I'll expose them where they stand.
By punching em' both in the stomech so hard, they'll start puking green eggs and ham.
E-Looch, your like 50 years old aint you? That I honestly and truly question.
'Coz people say he got security ...Coz Strobe finally payed his pention.