[Lyric] Cold Three (Doobley Doobie)

[Verse 1: Dr. Disrespect]


[Verse 2: Crackle]


[Verse 3: Chunk Dirty]
The grim thug don't mess around
Once I start the rap I'm victory bound
After I'm done your eyes are gonna be spinning round
No one can copy my sound
The can't rap you just sing
You wanna battle with the king?
Eh oh! Bada boom Bada bing!
You're singing along to micheal Jackson
You're rhymes aren't even a fraction
Compared to my plan of action
I start a chain reaction
You hide away and cry to your mama
Come and fight don't delay don't bring drama
My raps are the gamma rays from Futurama
That shows probably blocked on your channel
Your girlfriend knows more about humps then a camel
Your fat cause your a cannibal
My words are coming at you like a rabid animal
Every morning you put on your moms make up
Cut yourself with your dads razor and poor the blood in a cup
Youre mentally insane
Your leg hair lookin like a lions mane
You look like a vampire you're so pale
Your skin is as slimy as a snail
You can't battle you're too frail
Dont runwait! Wait, come back. You can't bail
Watching you trying to fight back will be funnier then Monty Python and the holy grail