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random vs. illipsis - ibattle lyrics

[round 1: random]
yo, this is random
so it’s illipsis, another major step down
the self*proclaimed “king whisper”, a name you do proud
like, y’all can call him king, just don’t say it too loud
this a video battle * watch who you talkin’ to
he thinks he’s cookin’, but the honest truth is i stopped watchin’ you
‘cause all i seen is your stock reduce like pots of soup
so sing*say a prayer, ‘cause young kid ain’t prepared
i stay stupid on point like king jables’ hair
you feel sk!ll, i’m real chill
still, ill’ll get shanked
in a single*round battle, overk!llin’ his rank
i drop 30 on 1: i’m just fillin’ the tank
you should be tellin’ me, “thanks”, ‘cause i know i’m someone you admire completely
this like i made a trip for make*a*wish, flyin’ to b.c
this whole time the ill kid’s been dyin’ to meet me
where’s my opponent? d*mn
lil’ homie, scram
you’re just some lonely man scrolling cams on onlyfans
if a girl ever matched with him, he’d die
he might be the worst accident alive
with those yellow t**th and that gap between his eyes
even biologists wouldn’t call nat (gnat) a little fly
so don’t you start it wit’ me
you wearin’ your heart on your sleeve
boy, i’m harder to beat than super mario 3
they gave me pigsty, rupert * i belittled your best
you should be used to random reigning (raining) in the pacific northwest
i’mma torture your soul, sonny
this northerner’s so bummy
important to n0body
from the u.s., motherf*cker, we bored of (border) your whole country
f*ck whoever said he wrote the nicest
i should revoke his license for an oath of silence
i blame canada for this global crisis
‘cause y’all created the charronavirus
so who are you dissin’, dawg?
i really ain’t feelin’ ill: my immune system strong
i’ll clean*sweep this neat freak wit’ a balrog punch
antidote, organic soap: nat, you’re all washed up
they seen random on camera, can’t even believe he’s competin’ wit’ these dweebs
the chief of the d*league
y’all keep him in b.c
he got a tell*tale heart: this beatin’ beneath me
uza

[round 1: illipsis]
so lexx called me, i was livin’ in dread
i said, “word? could i get one round submitted instead?”
i’m thinkin’ worst*case, viral outbreaks, unlimited spread
but f*ck it, it’s another random body with a million dead
man, this pandemic stuff, bro, it’s gettin’ cutthroat
h**rders goin’ crazy to collect the utmost
you don’t hand over the tp, it could end in gunsmoke
sh*t, i even caught random…panic*buying reddit upvotes
dawg, you just throw shade online at these battle leagues to change how fans perceive you
and that’s just weak, dude, the tactics see*through
got a box for this plate, and it ain’t j*panese food
but random can eat a knuckle sandwich tryna bite the hand that feeds you!
idiotic!
i don’t see the busybody in him
but it’s ironic…soon as he stuck his nose in my business, i’m busy bodyin’ him
tryna play the renaissance man
chart the same arc as tony stark…just without the capital, the armour, or the smarts
so in reality, you’re just a narcissistic mark that’s showin’ artificial heart
but on the bright side? least with the demand for toilet paper, there’s finally a market for your art
dawg, he asked for this!
scratch that * stay beggin’ me
vain effigy peddlin’ fake enmity
behave desperately just so they mention he’s in the same breath as me
knock it off!
probably thought a crowd could change destiny
think renewable resources, ‘cause now it’s no gas and i need you to keep that same energy
brain chemistry, a strange recipe
you’re a ludicrously weak tumour in the scene
damsel…tryna hold a candle to a monster like beauty and the beast
the barrel (bear’ll) chew through tissue easier than eucalyptus leaves
since he dissed, hope he aware on how his future lookin’ bleak
(‘cause he’s in a dystopia, where now his future*)
you’re dead, stupid!
just cue the end music
you can either see the light, or get sent to it
we been through it
i’m just pushin’ random b*ttons to create a cheat code
so i can spit one round and still make it 3*0
had to grace the people
you couldn’t even graze my ego
matter fact…still waitin’ on the first one to get ill like patient zero
aye, but, mijo, it’s me, ho
big difference

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