BATTLE OF THE MONTH

A BATTLE IN HIP HOP TERMS, IS WHEREBY 2 MCS RAP AGAINST EACH OTHER. MCS DISS N THROW SLANDER AGAINST THEIR OPPONENT. THUS WE PUT BARACK OBAMA AND GEORGE W. BUSH. U DECIDE WHO RIPPED THE MIKE.

BARACK OBAMA
A.K.A – B.O the New Dawn

My forefathers had a dream/
now this white bread I eat/
My street brothers pack heat/
i stand on the podium n deliver a speech/
George W Bush/ i plan to incinerate/
U had ur chance/but took a vacation 2 Afghanistan/
Not foreseeing the black avalanche/
i planned n left nuthin 2 chance/
Henceforth/ im more famous than Tim Roth/
Worst Prez of the U.S.A/
i hear the kids chanting as the play/
daddy neva taught u how 2 play/ this game/
White boy u’s easy game/ its hard to defeat the spirit of slaves/ took me out the Jungle, but son I cant b tamed/
The whole world respects me/
the whole universe despises u/
I’m a hustler/ u’s a buster/
The nigga from Iraq made it clear/
I supplement it with lyrical flair/
U aint shit but wealthy white trash/
Me n my peoples r cumin 4 dat cash/
U easy to shake like ur alcoholic daughter/
U easy to break like Mr. Glass
Quit the suits, go work in an oilrig/
Quit rappin on blogsites, u aint no Vanilla Ice/
Im bout to paint the house black/
White America just got jacked/ now pay heed the world is turning black/


GEORGE W. BUSH
A.K.A – G Weezy

Nigga please/ i kills with ease/
U thinking u a G/ but dat aint true/
I called u a nigger/
n there aint shit u can do bout it/
because im bigger/
in every context/ thus u cannot contest/
this right here/
It’s like a street vandal versus a drug dealer/
Nigga u aint scratched the surface yet/
this aint the Klux Klux Klan/
u dealin with a major sect/
U gave the people false hope/
like Terror Lekota telling people they will C.O.P.E/
Now I gosta give the streets more coke/
nigga I run this globe/
The Guantanamo Bay issue/ burned out easily, like fire on tissue/
We gosta a plan to build a new Amistad/
1st stop is Afghanistan/
U lucky u had a white mom/
now u think u own the whole white life/
Nigga u got delusions of grandeur/
my gospel spreads faster than Cancer/
I breath the breath of King Arthur and Lancelot/
Oh shit the pot is hot/
Oh shit the block is hot/
I just increased the temperature/
We is truly major/
will not put all the blame on u/
But in earnest, a black man in the white house/
Truest definition of a sellout/