You're Done For - MC Ekkim Disstrack - Suno Rap wars

Rap, Hiphip, Disstrack, Eminem-inspired, Sarcastic, Angry, Heavy voice, Raw, ‑autotune

(Intro)
Did you hear that disstrack from MC Ekkim?!
Ok... Let’s do someting about that.

(Verse 1)
Ice ice baby?
Ice cold maybe but i’m spitting bars
like i'm fucking Slim shady!
That didn’t sound like an attack.
More like a homeless guy on cocaine or crack.

What’s up with the beat, is that jazz?
I don’t really care but that sounded like ass.
Was that all you got, was this your best?
That sounded more like a raccoon having a cardiac arrest.
If this is the sound of the famous MC Ekkim.
I am sure that the smallest kid could even wreck him.

You call me homophobic but what did you do?
I was cleaning out my closet and that's where i found you!
together with a stiff sock, vibrator and an old shoe.
You told me it was a secret but mate, everyone knew.
you stirring the stew! (Haha)

Virgin Decaf? Let me do the punchlines while you visit all the coffee barz.
The hell with your hunch,
My bars kickin while you’re missing your punch.
I eat rappers like you for breakfast, dinner and lunch!

(Chorus)
You’re done for!...
Watch me burn you with all this fucking ease.
You’re done for!..
While your track sounds like a damn disease.
You‘re done for!...
You thought i’d answer with a breeze.
You’re done for!
I will have you frozen solid on your knees,

(Verse 2)
You say you deliver it hot?
Maybe on the toilet but your lyrics are not.
MC Ekkim on the mic bro who let him?!
I’ll send him on his way, got his stuff packed in.
Get in your kiddy chair, got you strapped in.
Stop crying little baby here’s a napkin. 
No one understands what you even say.
I make sure i wave to your mom while she drives you away!

You call that a checkmate?
I don’t think you know what that means, double check mate.
They call you snickers, You get eaten and they throw away the wrapper (hehe)
Turn into a turd and you’ll end up in the crapper.
Nahh let me do the rapping, you just keep playing checkers!

(Final Chorus)
You’re done for!...
Watch me burn you with all this fucking ease.
You’re done for!..
While your track sounds like a damn disease.
You‘re done for!...
You thought i’d answer with a breeze.
You’re done for!
I will have you frozen solid on your knees.

(Outro)
That was too easy!

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(Intro) Did you hear that disstrack from MC Ekkim?! Ok... Let’s do someting about that. (Verse 1) Ice ice baby? Ice cold maybe but i’m spitting bars like i'm fucking Slim shady! That didn’t sound like an attack. More like a homeless guy on cocaine or crack. What’s up with the beat, is that jazz? I don’t really care but that sounded like ass. Was that all you got, was this your best? That sounded more like a raccoon having a cardiac arrest. If this is the sound of the famous MC Ekkim. I am sure that the smallest kid could even wreck him. You call me homophobic but what did you do? I was cleaning out my closet and that's where i found you! together with a stiff sock, vibrator and an old shoe. You told me it was a secret but mate, everyone knew. you stirring the stew! (Haha) Virgin Decaf? Let me do the punchlines while you visit all the coffee barz. The hell with your hunch, My bars kickin while you’re missing your punch. I eat rappers like you for breakfast, dinner and lunch! (Chorus) You’re done for!... Watch me burn you with all this fucking ease. You’re done for!.. While your track sounds like a damn disease. You‘re done for!... You thought i’d answer with a breeze. You’re done for! I will have you frozen solid on your knees, (Verse 2) You say you deliver it hot? Maybe on the toilet but your lyrics are not. MC Ekkim on the mic bro who let him?! I’ll send him on his way, got his stuff packed in. Get in your kiddy chair, got you strapped in. Stop crying little baby here’s a napkin. No one understands what you even say. I make sure i wave to your mom while she drives you away! You call that a checkmate? I don’t think you know what that means, double check mate. They call you snickers, You get eaten and they throw away the wrapper (hehe) Turn into a turd and you’ll end up in the crapper. Nahh let me do the rapping, you just keep playing checkers! (Final Chorus) You’re done for!... Watch me burn you with all this fucking ease. You’re done for!.. While your track sounds like a damn disease. You‘re done for!... You thought i’d answer with a breeze. You’re done for! I will have you frozen solid on your knees. (Outro) That was too easy!

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