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So I’ve been hard at work on the first challenge for the Scrub Club Versus Mode competition. The track itself is currently with trusted engineer and beatsmith Krhymestar One of First Degree productions for engineering purposes. In the meantime, I’ve slapped a fresh coat of paint on the site, and will be continuing to make minor tweaks probably right up until the submission deadline (midnight tonight CST).

Oh, I also did a diss-track last week on this guy Tre who was being a dick on the internet. In the meantime he has stopped being a dick so I’ve stopped hating on him. I still really enjoyed making the track, and engineering issues aside I think it came out pretty well. Here it is: (Lyrics after the break)

Check the sorry ass bitch dropping excises like rain
Go put some lead in your brain, it might excuse you from pain,
You feign at being tough, think you know e-thuggery
And yet you never heard of the real STC
You probly cop the wrong kind of STD
Your crew is just messy, please go swing from a tree
Like from your neck I may not wreck, but you? you’re just a spec
A dirt fleck fleck, aw what the heck
*aaah* *whooooo* is how I clean out the cartidge
Leave you a mess of blood, broken bone and torn cartlidge
Falling like Carthage, lamer than Danny Partridge,
Save me some time and just go drive your car off a ridge
Into ravine. I don’t usualy get mean
But I’m hungry and you irk me so I will eat your spleen
Congratulations you’re as hated and Chris & Shakes together
Get respect here? Never, you’re not even that clever
Dude, Goatse mans asshole wants to be like you
Go striaght to jail, no passing go, no 100 times two
Now you’re the vag at the center of the RT pile-on
The line is a mile-long, think you made me smile? wrong.
You like talking shit? Here put your lips on my ass
I like hockin spit, but still piss it with class
Pop you like a zit, here’s a fist for your sass
Excrement gargling git, you get the jist at last?
Shut the fuck up, get out of your girls moms basement
I don’t need your all caps to see your shitty rhyme placement
Defacement of the English, not an achievement
Displacement of your cranium would not bring bereavement
Posts are harder to read on one by Krischack
And his are even blocked, you’re typing is just wack
Tell your boy joining a forum is not that hard
Unless you’re a retard, now clam up or get barred
Tho maybe I’m wrong and you’re keyboards are horked
Your brains *can’t* be that bork3d, your heads improperly torqued?
Now your manners and decorum got my rage uncorked
I transform into a grue, eat you, leave you zorked
I am mega multi sylabic while you
are begging bulky Slavics for goo
Get whitefaced, like a juggalo
Pull that shit in this place, you’ll find you’re in trouble though
Now I retract my dick from oratorical fucking
Skeet out a lyric sheet that’ll leave you ducking
You keep mucking about yet know nothing about
How we roll in this house, so please see yourself out
Don’t shout or start foaming at the mouth like rabies
I’ve had more intelligent discussions with babies
And that’s even when talking I’m to the diaper end
Put my foot in an email to your ass and hit send
Rend your e-nis even after the end
Of the track, no coming back, I’m ripping off your nutsack.
Go smoke some more crack, perhaps felate a goat
RT aint your castle so go float in the moat