YourBoySponge - MC^2

{Intro: Vampire}
Your flow's so weak
It puts us to sleep
Your beats are basic
Your lyrics are lame!
In the hall of fame
You won't find your name

{Verse 1: Spongebob}
Yeah, I'm ready (I'm ready)
Heads bowed, Lookin' down
Footing planted in the ground
I gotta lot of hounds that sitting around
That's not getting proud, while I'm spittin' my sound
But give me my crown
Admitting it now
Was about to quit, submitting a towel
Clouds in my head just livin' about
'Cause the fans switched up! Like remitting a vow

{Bridge: SpongeBob}
And all my friends restricted my routes
On the nightstand is a spilling of brown
Both of my hands are trembling down
But on these white sands
I'm spitting it loud!
To my right-hand stans, I'm slitting you now
And to all of my fans that's giving me mouth
There is not a slight chance I'm forgiving you now
Just like I'm Batman, I'm killing you clowns
"Sponge, you'rе tripping, Do you hear how that sounds?"
"You're currently insisting right hеre and right now"
"That you're going to be inflicting homicides to who's listening"
"Apologize 'cause it's sickening, It's giving like: foul"
I promise I'm itching for a fight with rounds
You hypothesize
Predicting that I'm going to hype down
But I'm a bonafide gremlin when I hike through town
Make your mama cry different
When your body's on the ground like
Boo-hoo

{Interlude: SpongeBob, *Mr. Krabs*}
Ah, aw man
Calm down Spongebob
Blow your bubble
There we go
*Me boy!*
*You just dissed some of your fans!*
*Are you okay?*
You got a problem with it?
*Not really, I was just going to say*
*You might as well go all the way with it now!*
(I'm ready)

{Verse 2: SpongeBob}
Like I'm broken
You're hoping that I start choking
My smoke is quickly approaching
No joking
I'm really potent
My spoken words leave you swollen
I notion that I should choke him
Then rope him out in the open
Then leave him tied in the ocean
Then dynamite him, Explosion!
Don't come asking for some coaching
I'm smashing bro like a roach
And you're washed up like you are soap
And your whole style that's mostly stolen
I'm hanging on by a rope
But devotion is all I'm showing
I'm slicing you up like Logan
Provoking you like
I'm a dog, I'm a hound
You're just a street pup
Put your boys in the pound every time we meet up
Now you're wondering how, maybe want to team up?
Make your face like a clown
I'mma leave you beat up
I got ten toes down but somehow my feet up
Leave the hater like: "Wow, gotta turn this beat up"
Every second from now
I am going to speed up
Slow the video down if you can't keep up
Turn the heat up
Probably and possibly gonna speak up, reveal his identity
Like a teacup
I got the tea
Don't let me sneak up
I am no anomaly
Turn the beef up
You have zero quality
Honestly chump
You are just a wannabe
Your technique sucks
Right now it's a comedy
And your beats sucks
You should stick to R&B
Lemme speed up
He's chicken like he's Tikka
And cheesy like a pizza
The flow is diarrhea
The bro is sounding fecal
I hope he don't believe that YourBoy is swinging peaceful
And I'm not gonna cease with the gas like I'm diesel
I'm feeling kind of evil
I should find a cathedral
This gotta be illegal
This guy is not my equal!
It's getting kind of lethal
I might call up my people to prey him like an eagle
Then squash him like a beetle
Slow it down to let you breathe, bruh
My mind is like Eureka
Ideas in my cerebrum are sharper than a needle
Views diving like a seagull
But I'm still feeling gleeful!
Fans just can't take the heat load
Cheating on me like a cheat code
SpongeBob, yes
I am a weasel
I should just stop and go, bleed bro
And it's so wild because he knows he bit my style like a Frito
I'm eyeing this guy like a peephole
Then take my time like a free throw
And let them fly like I'm Heathrow
They multiply like Amoebas!
To justify these torpedoes
SpongeBob might make a sequel
I won't deny all these cheapos went and pulled my mind
Just like Heave Ho
Fans left me dry
Bruised my ego
Slept on this guy like I'm ZzzQuil
But you will find my technique will soon take off high like I'm Migos

{Verse 3: SpongeBob, *Mr. Krabs*}
I'll call my guy on the bleachers
And switch the beat right for the feature
You ready, I'm ready
Here we go
*(laughing)*
*Money, money, money*
*(laughs)*
*Another day, Another dollar*
*(laughing)*
*I've been making money since the sunrise*
*I been counting checks since I was age five*
*I been on the hustle for me whole life*
*You can hate, but I'm just trying to survive*
(fading out) I've been rapping since I was age two (I'm ready)
People say I can't cause I'm a cartoon