Age Doesn't Matter Love Does

Bling
you have to hold your mommy`s hand before you cross the street.You have to sneak out the house just to clean and sweep.And now you look queasy,i made him go mute.Put your camera phones up so you can post this on youtube.Truths got a screw loose, he`s terrified to bust.So light wieght that i could blow him over with a gust.You`re weak like seven days,you deserve Boo`s. You should walk around in some high heel shoes.You should rock pig tails and a skirt.Your shaking in your boots are your feelings getting hurt.Well maybe i should hurt more then your feelings.Maybe i should rip the roof off the theatre ceiling. Maybe you should start neeling,your eyes are getting misty, you`re so wack if you were me you couldnt diss me.Kissy Kissy,Roxanne did you miss me? i`ll take you out to dinner after im done eating this pipsqueak.And when we`re on vacation i`ll let `em house sit, here`s a couple bucks buy ya self a better outfit.
Truth
You know what? You dont have a stack of cash, or a flashy pad. I saw you last week driving a taxi cab. You're secrets out,and now they know sport.We`ll call you if you need a ride to an airpiort.In fact you can drive me home after so take ya couple bucks but as a tip.You playin yourself like solitaire.Tellin everyone that`s here that your a millionaire.You`re not a baller your a phoney.I bet your whole crew is a buch of rent-a-homies.And now you lie in bed lonely.Your personan`s a faside.The only girls you get are are on the pages of a catalog.Here stands Lord Of The Bluff.His lies were legendary told him truth made him hush.And what`s funny is your truth is enough.Why`d you have to make up all the money and the stuff? I guess its easier to play the role and act hard.Cause you dont have the guts to tell us who you really are.So you can keep a trophy that you dont deserve.I might be a bus boy but you just got served
-Let It Shine,Moment of truth (final rap battle)