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pops vs james rap battle (prod. m0rr1ss) - darryl mayes lyrics

[james]
oh, you must not know, you forgot my name, let me remind you who i am…. o.g big james! i’m the realest on the mic when i spit these flames, you think you tough old man, you’re really just lame! on god, ima keep it a stack, you better watch your attitude before you really get smacked! i’ll knock them d*mn glasses of your eyes and hit you with a 2 piece then you’ll really be blind! think you scaring people with that old ass belt but your breath so hot it makes my eyebrows melt. everybody еlse scared to stand up to you, well godd*mn if darryl ain’t gon’ do it, i’ll do it myself!

[pops]
hold up sucka, you don’t know bout mе…. cause i’m the real o.g big p.o.p . i pull the belt out and people get to fleeing the scene cause they know when i swing it’s gon’ godd*mn sting, you a busta! livin’ with ya momma and every you go, you just see to bring drama! you smell like ass and you look like a llama, if you spit flames then, i guess i spit lava! cause i’m just hotta, i will if i gotta, turn you into a genie, stuff yo ass in a bottle! what you need is a good old fashion beating from a father, i’ll punch you in a chest and fold yo ass like a dollar! you better watch yo mouth when you talking to a savage, 2 glocks full of bullets you can get both rounds! if you don’t know me, then you better ask somebody. i’m the p.o.p and i be holdin it down!

[james]
hold up, big james, on god, no cap, straight up
don’t tolerate disrespect, i can call up the gang real quick, they’ll pull up and scoop yo ass up like a fishing net. you got everybody scared thinkin that you tough, but big james ain’t even really stressing tho cause imma keep it a hunnit, i can’t really be scared of somebody who first name is hester bro, i’m bout to really cook this man like a vegetable, you think you hard but you soft like a sectional, i suggest you take a seat, before you knees give out, cause you know that yo bones ain’t that flexible. cause you old! and you know dis, you ass is old as moses. how you got 4 eyes and you still can’t focus on the fact that i floated on this beat like the ocean!

[pops]
i might be old, but my rhymes still cold, even when hit 100, imma still be dope. these bones made of gold, boy i’m in beast mode, tell you what, since you broke imma give you free smoke! you ain’t even on my level, you a waste of my time, how you call yourself a rapper when you’re geting outrhymed by a 4*eyed old man and i ain’t even tryin r.i.p to big james your career done died! boy i been an o.g since before you was around, big james ain’t nothin’ more than a big clown, for your mind, i would go and check the lost and found, cause you forgot, i’m the real big poppa and i holds it down!!!

- darryl mayes lyrics

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