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aftershock vs. madflex - king of the dot lyrics

[round 1: aftershock]
i said you mans with my man
said “flex was nothing to f-ck with”
so i peeped some of your joints and ahh stopped trusting his judgement
but he said you a good dude actually, you caused a few casualties
you one trick pony so welcome to the glue factory
see you intimidate me like the peace corp [?] sea shore shell
you gon’ need steel swords or seek thor’s help
cause i’m explosive, tell me how the c4 felt
when i get to snapping when i’m rapping like it’s d4l
i couldn’t be more ill, you gonna need more sk!ll
you face the same ‘shock that got d-lor k!lled
f-ck your little campaign and what you plead for still
you begged organik for a plate, you got a three course meal
let’s get it
you wanna ‘shocks, bro i’m the best in it
punches fall on deaf ears then i’ll sever flex digits
your flow kinda nice, smoother than glenlivet
who gives the f-ck about a flow if he don’t say shit with it?
you got this easter egg style, colorful lines kinda hidden
every rounds the same just pattern a bit different
zero f-cking angles he just cares if it’s fluid
so once you understand the process it’s easy a kid could do it
watch
first bar he’ll give a compliment, maybe offer a pound
i’ll give him daps, he’ll say i’m stupid then he’ll call me a clown
third bar he’s getting going, looks like he’s chalking me out
or that he’s rocking the crowd cause you get lost in the sound
see you ain’t picking up all the bullshit and the garbage he spouts
cause he rushes his material with all of his rounds
pointing at me up and down, waving his arms all around
you get to his eighth bar…and forget what the f-ck he’s talking about!
do you know what themes are?
i’m talking pagans and prophets, satan demonic, angels, mohammad, praying to crosses
you? jump around more than house of pain doing concerts
it’s like your pen game allergic to staying on topics
oh, but he different, original, creative and unique
stealing p-ss’s flow and poorly imitating qp
get the f-ck outta here
this copycat gonna bleed me dry?
you gonna break down my writing style sweetheart? i’d love to see you try
i can’t wait to hear all your worst rhymes, your mexican nerd lines
and the leftover fat jokes you didn’t say to reverse live
you mad flex cause i’m styling on you?
wait for that second round when i get violent on you
trash motherf-cker

[round 1: madflex]
aye, i told organik i’m uninspired
he said, “flex, you a sniper i need a gun for hire
so you on world dom’.”
“ayo world dom’…holy shit that’s f-cking fire
man, who’d i get, lux or iron?”
he said, “we got you aftershock…”
“yeah that’s too bad man i just retired.”
f-cking truth be told i ain’t got shit to say to aftershock
the man’s a fraud you need to get the f-ck outta my camera shot
can’t rap too hot so he rely on drama to get the job done like black & rob
yo, let’s just put a cap on you spinning facts young snapple top
have a prob’? 15 minutes, i’ll be in the back, no talk
just start using the hands to make a point, this a traffic stop
[?], do a number on him, [?] you out then a yank drag you out and open you up until the latch unlock
what the f-ck we doing aftershock?
organik, what the f-ck we doing after shock?
i know you didn’t fly me half way around the world to play the practice squad
the bars been lowered so much you must be bad at slots
i’m untouchable, stop dragging your feet
what you want? static shock?
you need me to explain why you have a spot?
you here cause it cost a lot to fly us in…and yo b-tch -ss could walk
the man’s a prop, it’s all about demand and cost
look, why would they fly in british dudes from a land abroad
when shrek here gonna take the same -ss whooping for free coming from down the block
it’s economics they ain’t pushing jobs after shock
mad’s the rock, ya b-tch -ss brooklyn brawler aftershock
the man forgot
i kick the door and i don’t have to knock
aftershock is knocking is not cthulu, ain’t shaka zulu in a flannel top
you wanna rep the nation? then make the planet rock, that’s your job
two words come to mind and they’re combined
“sas” and “squatch”
your bottom row of teeth get so much air that you don’t have to floss
and if i struck a match right now you would just stand and watch
aye…you cry at poetry slams
and then you snap applaud
you had a big head it’s curtains, welcome to the land of oz
lift the grit, pistol whip, the only way he put his mind to handling a gat or glock
and when that serial/cereal get wet, he hear the crackle pop
they told you, “i’m the greatest of all time, you had a shot.”
but when i stand in-between you and your goals you getting patrick wah
i just know when aftershock’s casket drops his family will stand over it like, “ahhh….yo, is it rude to laugh or not?
man, can we still f-cking have the bar. f-ck an aftershock.”
smoke break

[round 2: aftershock]
this right hand, will get the lead out like correcting his grammar
i’ll put stars around his eyes to that stupid bandanna
well, who would’ve guessed it? everything flex did
was pretty much exactly what i expected
since you wanna do the same bullshit i expected
now’s a good time to talk about how bullshit the west is
i keep hearing the west is so tough, and he’s the best of the bunch?
the only time flex drops bombs is 60 minutes of funk
diz’, p-ss, p-nut, saurus and there’s the rest of these chumps
if tantrum ever came back nobody would mention the f-ck

[madflex]
whip this dudes -ss

[aftershock]
ayo dan, it’s your golden boy that’s gonna carry the flag?
you can book his next battle of the zay in a bag
fragile, made out of gl-ss, i’ll break you in half
it’s your first world dom’, i’m gonna make it your last
blatantly trash
what’s his best line? that “two for flinching”?
did you hear him say his goons have that shoe position
that’s an actual quote
what the f-ck is a shoe position?
what the hell does that mean and why are you still forcing multi’s in 2016?
let’s just chain it up
picture mad behind bars, locked up his life’s over
getting punked by a cell mate who looks like mad cobra
which is funny cause he was nice when y’all met
but that first night in your bed, the lights go out and you hear “flex…time to have sex”
and here i thought that sick spitter was a corny name, yours is stupid flex
do you -ssholes choose your monikers after losing a bet?
aye, when your folks tell their friends do they have trouble explaining
they’ll be like, “oh brian, yeah he’s mc little madflex
we’re not sure it might be a g-y thing.”
aye, i heard you don’t drink, you don’t smoke, that’s straight edge in toronto
i might uppercut launch you past the edge of toronto
the heavy metal in the air it ain’t the edge of [?]
boy i’m at home in this ring like i was [?]
hey pussy! don’t forget where you are is the dot, pimping
you a lost kitten trapped in a city of large villains
my b-tch, ramona flowers, big hammer, start swinging
plus i keep knives close by like scott pilgrim
not kidding!
i’ll bury you with herb and the plot thickens
i’m ill, i brought back gore/gore’ like non-phixion
i’ll drop kick him leave his top spinning and jaw missing
i’ma rip his tongue out, we gon’ see if he talk different
i’ll run right through you like a to zed, straight ahead
impale his chest, catch a razor’s edge on a bayonet
roll the dice, place your bets
you don’t concern me
bill & ted’s bogus journey you playing games with death
you mad flex cause i’m styling on you?
wait for that third round when i start whiling on you
trash motherf-cker

[round 2: madflex] {9:15}
you won’t do none of that shit aftershock, you listening?
b-tch i been gifted, you’ve insisted on limp wristing
you see a crowd…all i see around me are witnesses
i drop him in the boondocks for this business
this minute, slick back, you got a name here but it ain’t right without a pimp in it
i been different
short bows to chin check feel infinite
corpse pose, his teeth clicking he in morse code in more so
i slam your head in the door jam til the door close
if he show up with a limp and torn close, kanye did not make this b-tch’s wardrobe
you gotta trust me, your career like you appeared, that shit’s gotten ugly
when you talk about his tier do not discuss me
if you opt to study you might find the options funny, what’s popping gully?
how’d he lose on ground zero and get world dom’? is shocks just lucky?
well either way the thought disgusts me
but if ph humble enough to 30 a b-tch i guess it’s not above me
i feel for you
like what you think? chaka khan? i feel for you
what you think? chaka khan
his mugs still plastered on the wall at a papa johns with pasta palms
look…boy i’m on off and you off and on
you took so many punches in the van you a soccer mom
so now all of his friends can sit watch til the coffins gone
but they can probably predict it had shock in it like m. night shyamalan
y’all get the gist? notice the difference?
f-ck aftershock, i feel no stress after initial hits
i slam this l on top of your head, boom!…
initial hit, you’ve been a b-tch
a dinner dish, a cannibal mind state, i’m ahead of my time, go and add him on myspace
you get no slack from me, b-tch it’s casual friday trying to battle on my stage with sk!ll beyond boring
you a big dude, you still make up a shitty small portion
pander to ’em, they’re your people they really might rock for ’em
still get smoke with all his friends around like billy bong thornton
what up?
this some fresch coast shit
you a simple geek
you such a stan that he might be a land in the middle east
you history, literally, listen to me
you were on world dom’ 1 and you still open so many cards that you should only battle under christmas trees
one cut…expose the meat you see in the middle like a widow’s peak
hands going back and forth
back and forth, back an- how long you gonna disagree?
this ain’t free but next time the triple double, i’m pistol pete
canada like hockey i flip the scheme
it gets sloppy for him, drag the blade and put a stick to it like triple dekes
my shit’s elite
i’m old school, i told you
this scuba diver needs a new supplier, boy i’m thinking you down 0-2
good talk bro, f-ck off tho’
take yo’ b-tch -ss, go walk home

[round 3: aftershock]
aye, flow your way outta this
when talent isn’t enough
it’s a piece he wrote, it’s an interesting read
it’s basically 300 words of “please pay attention to me”
in it, he questions the scene, how they develop mc’s
they way they’re spending their cheese and then he shits on the league
who the f-ck are you to complain what kind of offers you get?
“well i had a battle of the zay cl-ssic”
no one watches that shit!
fix the holes in your game and then get off your own d-ck
i left for two years, joined a tournament then i bodied that shit
see when you think of shock it’s gz k!ller, the gp winner
i think of him like, pg filler and gt silver
they fed the pee wee hitter to the clean sweep pitcher
a midas touch boy i’ll light you up like e.t.’s finger
but i get it
flex wants a shot, he wants a step up in comp’
he averages 8,000 views, that’s incredible dawg
but now you want better than shocks?
i mean it’s not like you have a battle of the zay cl-ssic…oh shit!
give this man whatever he wants!
tell mook to stop running, tell lux to stop ducking
you have a battle of the zay cl-ssic? are you in dot mobb or writer’s bloque?
tell em’ to stop fronting, tell drake he’s got nothing
you have a battle of the zay cl-ssic, when’s his title shot?
f-cking never
tell mook to stop running, tell lux to stop ducking
you have a battle of the zay cl-ssic? are you in dot mobb or writer’s bloque?
tell em’ to stop fronting, tell drake he’s got nothing
you have a battle of the zay cl-ssic, when’s his title shot?
f-cking never
aye i heard you tried booking real deal and he shot up his price
does he know you average 8k? cause that’s probably why
honestly bri’, instead of re-tweeting making an -ss of yourself
you know what i would’ve done?
f-cking ask someone else!
but then i saw the convo y’all had and you talked it out like men
then this pussy battled farrell and you called him out again
you sounded real mad flex, you ain’t on his radar or vicinity
you showed the teacher no cl-ss then got a lesson in humility
so then he makes this campaign
cats signed their last name to show that flex belongs and oliver twist got his begging on like a telethon
you know one thing i find hella odd?
you went extra hard for this mega card but if grind time was still around you’d be on their d-ck instead of ours
you beg for attention, you beg top tier you begged for this
you probably beg a b-tch for the first date, forget your wallet then beg for sex
do you know what rhymes with “begs for sex”?
“where’s your f-cking self respect?”
your peers got here through penmanship
not one of us had to beg for shit
you mad flex cause i’m styling on you?
aye, look at the bright side, now you can start begging for the next event
die slow

[round 3: madflex]
he’s still out here lashing out, but that’s some shit i do in a blink
a light bulb went off for you shock, well screw what you think
i know a few different things like if you can’t put a finger on the proof that he stinks
it’s cause i finished shock halfway through like two in the pink
it’s game over
i play at poker i know a man bluffing, understand something
you big and blind
so that mean you gonna pay for it before you see the hands coming, shock you don’t see the signs?
curve him, just use the deuce
and get this waste out the rotation, you trying to hula hoop?
shit, news been through the grapevine…you were on dateline
i’m the only factor you can count on i remain prime
you stay lying, you good with a steak knife
this legend of zelda b-tch your heart ain’t full enough to let a blade fly
do something
cause this shit is a rebound for flex
he getting pumped to catch an elbow to the cheek at the crest even the dee brown is set
they warmed up to you, but it’s on the surface
and it took a bunch of gas to make it happen that’s the greenhouse effect
sharp rounds get to the point like the greek alphabet
and take a little name out, rest in peace malcolm x
you dumb smart, you don’t get it, youtube will
you dumb small and you still mid-tier, the shit’s weird
it’s harder to get over than trump’s wall
but here is how that you know that you suck b-lls
you’ve done all you can to win a mid-tier chain and…your run stalls
and the judges come to vote and discuss y’all
and they’re like, “he choked the whole round….the whole round….man tough call.”
man f-ck nah!
shock lame, and i’ve been overlapping matching beat downs with the cross fade
but you don’t really mix in a hot way
he’ll tell you in a battle, “i’ve got cadences, multi’s, gun bars, talk play”
for god sake, alvaro, i’ve got flower, eggs and b-tter should i tell them that i’ve got cake?
just serve it on a hot plate and leave it there?
i’m allegiant air
i start throwing, i’ll make all the teeth in there start looking like the weeknd’s hair
toronto, thanks for letting your boy spend a weekend here
flex!

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