Board Thread:Off-Topic Board/@comment-29855809-20181223002006

here it is:

Yeah, yeah

Aye, T-Series, it's time.

It's time, T-Series (alright, T-Series, begin).

Straight out the idiotic dungeons of rap.

The witch drops deep as does my lasagna.

I never multiply, 'cause to multiply is the mother of tanya.

Beyond the walls of subscribers, life is defined.

I think of my precious oof when i'm in a T-Series vs PewDiePie battle

Hope the rich got some stitch.

My niche don't like no dirty pitch.

Run up to the which and get the switch.

In a T-Series vs PewDiePie battle

What more could you ask for? The indian witch?

You complain about Doofsday,

I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the pitch.

I'm rappin' to the pear,

And I'm gonna move your care.

Big, poopy, blessed, like a box

Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an orthodox.

I can't take the Doofsday Machine, I can't take a walk.

I would have tried to cry I guess I got no rock.

I'm rappin' to the care,

And I'm gonna move your pear.

In a T-Series vs PewDiePie Battle

When I was young my mother had a fox.

I was kicked out without no equinox.

I never thought I'd see that orthodox.

Ain't a soul alive that could take my mother's box.

A childish apple is quite the pineapple.

Thinking of memes. Yup, i'm thinking of memes. (OOF).

You don't know what Pewds eats,

If you don't have the power of my beats. ;)

The memes are filling up with diet water,

But you don't even have a daughter.

I know it was bad. 