/pol/ - International /Pol/itics & /Bant/er

>We should all become hermits and live in north Saskatchewan.
(Beatbox 2 bars)
Ya'll gone make me act a fool, up in here, up in here
Ya'll gone make me loose my cool, up in here up in here,
Ya'll gone make me bust a smack, up in here, up in here,
Ya'll gone make my fingers snap, up in here, up in here,
Why should I battle a crusty old man,
When you can't even defeat a little weak Peter Pan,
Ya lucky this is only a beatbox battle,
Cause in a real battle I make ya feel rattled,
Look at him, he only got one planet,
I got the whole Galaxy under my dependence,
You're gonna beg when you bleed and die,
As you realize destiny arrived,
Ya'll gone make me + Beatbox
Ya'll gone make me + Beatbox
Ya'll gone make me + Beatbox
Ya'll gone make me + Beatbox
(Beatbox 2 bars)
Let me show you how to scratch it
(Beatbox)
Either way, destiny still arrives "