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HFK vs Sketch Menace
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King of the Dot
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Sketch is a pedophile He loves horror movies, especially Friday the 13th So he made his own p***ographic version of it and called it 'Friday with Thirteens' Bro, with that face, you're definitely not an amazing guy in the ladies' eyes Christ, hookers look at him and decide to stay inside Go back to school and change their lives And Lord must forgive me, 'cause I always say and write some wrong sh*t But his mom lets me fart in her mouth and *sniff*, she takes it like a bong hit Now why punch his head when he's already dumb This faggot loves pee and heavy c*m And I went over to this queer, like, "Oh, you can't see me!" And he's like, "Why, are you seeing anyone?" I just found out he likes c*m on his lip And he likes touching a d**k 'Cause FLO hit up the greasiest rub and tub in Calgary and got j*rked by their ugliest b*t*h Now earlier I just smoked that hazy stuff Holy f**k, that was a crazy blunt So either I am baked as f**k Or [?] didn't shave her c**t Anyways, speaking of weed, I roll the tightest cannons 'cause my dudes are on point But he's known to be that one retard in session that always juices the joint Anyways, I changed my Facebook status to, "Sketch Menace is a dyke b*t*h who might just drink a guy's p*ss" Sketch came online quick and notified me and all of my friends that, "He likes this" Wait a minute, I am not done Now a lot of people hate on me and say what I drop's dumb But I'd rather talk about irrelevant stuff Like how I took a dump in your mom's c**t Then to rap about sh*t that is not fun Like how I stock funds, when I never got none And how I shot guns, when I never shot one So that being said, your mom f**ks the sh*t out of me 'Cause we hold hands, slow dance, and I romance her well 'Cause I'm the Vince McMahon of this battle sh*t 'Cause this hoe has no chance No chance in Hell! Now there is no way in Hell Larry the Cable Guy can make the gun blast And that last verse was like a vacuum straight to your b*** cheeks the way it sucked a** All of your best lines are old jokes, so ain't no way you're on your way to get some fame He probably Googled "Yo momma so fat" jokes, took the momma part out and replaced it with my name Yo, your mom's c**t is so huge, it's ridiculous as f**k Me and P f**ked her in the pu**y hole at the same time and our d**ks didn't even touch Me and Locust decided to double fist the b*t*h and here are the objects we found An electric razor, a pepper shaker A pen and paper, Cedric the Entertainer The LA Lakers, and Brendan Frasier And a cellphone with an SMS from Hollohan saying, "I love you. Text me later." True story, he works construction with Hollohan, yet he thinks you're a f**king c**t So at lunch time Sketch begs him to roll a bunch a blunts and puff some dust But Hollohan always declines, so you always find him depressed on the f**king bus Calling up Chedda Cheese like, "What if God was one of us?" You don't spit fast, d**k a** And I don't wanna hear your wack face make a sound So jealous that he hired Cheaters to spy on Hollohan when Pat Stay came to town Look man, I f**king hate you, and I think everything you spit is bummy Toronto is dope, big cities like Calgary why they say we're a sh*tty country The only reason your lines get huge reactions there is 'cause you bring your buddies So don't for one second think you're sticking honeys or getting money Just 'cause some deliquent dummies drinkin' Buckley's think you're funny And keep calling me a terrorist and I will Osama yo' momma Throw her into a cave, turn her into my slave And have that f**king filthy hoe raped And make sure the whole world sees it, when I send CNN my videotape His lines always have great build ups, so we all think he's gonna kill it He builds 'em up, he builds 'em up, builds 'em up, aaand crickets! You thinking you're tough, Hilary Duff? You're the wackest nerd for sure 'cause Jesus f**king Christ, even the women in my country have mustaches manlier than yours Yo, how about this for a forced multi You look like a Mexican Jew had sex with a dude And everytime it's his turn to rap, Organik's like, "Ayo, hold it down, shut the f**k up. Especially you!" Calgary's definitely not the place to go if you wanna get inside of a blonde hoe 'Cause he's like, "HFK, you should come to Calgary, yo. We could like, we could like.. drive to Toronto." The other night me and Sketch were about have an orgy with fifty sloos With the tightest c**ts and biggest boobs I was looking around like, "Wow." And he was like, "Yeah. Your d**k is huge." Originality is something you need and lack 'Cause you bit my style and that's weak and wack So you must be on E and crack thinking you could be like me and rap 'Cause ain't no way this sleazy rat could top my irrelevant lines with that cheesy crap You're not me, you're trash You wear a greasy hat I claim my cap You barely make people laugh And just to throw it in, you even f**king suck at being fat "You should punch yourself in the face sometimes For saying those lame punchlines And why would I be scared of a schmuck who's got the voice of a gay drunk guy" Now you could say me rhymes are trashy and weak And that I got the wackest of schemes But one thing I want you to actually see That if you were a real rapper, then you would be stacking some cheese And have millions of fans underneath Instead of flying all the way from Calgary just to battle a fake rapper like me
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