One was an ape the other a llama
Both created a freakin' drama
Ape was a discriminator
llama no less a gladiator
The battle of sexes has begun
take out ur toy guns
lama's prevailin'
j's derailin'
j wana c llama quittin'
but the llama is also not ailin'
Callin' each other cows, rats n camels
u guys r sure nature freaks among mammals
j wanna c lama givin' up
but llama too aint throwin' up
Both r xchangin' spits n swear words
Betta go n play under 10 crosswords
I aint no lama fan
she's fixin' my ceilin' fan
Rap is all crap
j is eatin' the shawarma paper wrap
lama got some mouse trap
Dont cry , this rap is all fun
Take it ez , it's all pun
Tamin’ the J, you say? you’re overly stressed llama
Sayin’ you’re witty, you s.hitty, I’m not impressed llama
With bashes and bruises, newbie, you say you aint shaken?
Watch your legs tremble and tell me, who is the one mistaken?
Callin’ my life a mess, you claimin’ to know me so well
Your mind’s numb, you’re dumb, anyone can tell so well
Smelly and dirty, you are, why takin’ the offense llama?
Hell, forget that, you’re uglier than a mud fence llama
Yo its just not lyrics, for which, I am tellin’ you to stop
With that face, you’ll scare a dog out of a butcher shop
I aint judgin’ you though, I know, its not your mistake
You’re ugly, alright, but at least a shower you can take
Now before you say, the cliche, I’m attemptin’ low blows at ya
Not my mistake, sweetcake, the love ugliness throws at ya
Spittin’, s.hittin’, llama, the best you can do to battle
Your lyrics are like cheap plastic, J’s got the real metal
The lyrics you’re makin, aint no match for the J’s innovation
Oh J’s just getting warmed up, get ready for a demonstration
Hell, I’m goin easy on you kid, you still need to grow and learn
Tryin’ to fly with the master, you’re just going to crash and burn
Aint no shame llama, give the J the respect that he earned
Submit to the master, and you will know you’re learned
A lesson that you don’t mess with them masters of the game
Being defiant like you, aint gettin’ you nothin’ but shame
Advice for you, forget the battle, you need a new plan
Wise up, walk away, and go fix slowmotion’s ceiling fan
PS - awww @ ‘ive got my prince’
A’ight
You got your man, thats tight, feel light
Now keep this stuff out of the lyrics fight
Your words, rhymin’ and the way your lyrics are made
Do let us know when you make it to the fourth grade
Can’t believe you stepped into the battle slowmo
Now wrap up your toys, get up, and get movin’ homo
Before you rap, bull-crap, read some stories of street crimes
Bring some ghetto in your lyrics, or switch to nursery rhymes
*Guys, please hold back on some of those lines. I know it's all in light hearted humour but still we have a varied range of ages visiting this forum. *
whats this pic’cha? u might open up and say
ugly old ape, baalin’ coz he cant slay no llama as prey
ur totally mysterious, i hope ur not serious,
callin me ugly, bruv u sure ur not delirious??
i hope’d this image mighta helpd as a reminder
that ur face is more sickening then flesh in a grinder
lady lama dont ‘stress’, and must regretfully express,
these lines i profess are blessed to impress
with success. And yes… (pause)
u SHUD obsess and show distress
your not to be blamed to cry over lost fame
coz these barz i posses r hotter then flamez
i gotta whole loada swagga’ its a matter of mind
and if u still cant see it, bruv i find u must b blind
i aint got no control i just keep on flowin’
a battle wiv u on my own i just keep on mowin’.
Wyl u sweat in ur jeans an go take a leak,
watch me murk the beat and turn up the heat,
so all my laydeez stand up and gimmie a sneaky peak
of the havoc u want me to reek wiv the lyrics i speak
so im sittin here… lost in frustration as to how the formation
of ur so called lyrical “demonstration” has ANY “innovation”.
If u ask me… it sends a sensation of utter damnation
coz the words u speak are like a childs animation.
So do not be mistaken, coz its showin’ ur desperation
to hide how a girl like me has just caught all ur admiration.
And do not even try and reply with a lie that my lyrics arnt sky high
coz we’ll all know then that u just deny.. it wise guy.
One last time, il be kind and remind u
of ur combined attempts which fail to unveil
any true detail to impress in large scales
so plz dnt stumble, wyl u try to assemble
letters and numbers that jumble ur mind
wyl u try to get lama to crumble.
Coz u rhyme like its nonsense an im tierd of ur responses
but in ur defence i guess u cant handle the intense suspense
of lamas civil defense so dont live under the false pretence
that u’ll eva get me to just sit on the fence.
let me conclude…
u continue to amuse yet confuse,
ur “bashin” aint EVA caused me to “bruise”
do you still choose to refuse in takin’ note of this news?
And make no mistake, these “plastic” words
will make u shake, break and ache
so do a double take for your own sake
whilst my friend ur still safely awake
these lama hands aint ther for fixin ur fan so 
the bugger’s gone missing though 
