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bigg k vs cortez - kotd lyrics

round 1: bigg k
i said yo…
first name cortez, second name suarez
border hopping gave him back pains and sore legs
i leave you on the floor dead
from this ruger he force fed
he gone think sh-t sweet ’til he chew on a war head
then i’m taking over, scr-ping yola with the baking soda
i make it lock, then we push it, that’s the baby stroller
if i was in grind time, this what k had told y’
you look like raileigh odar mixed with baby joker
so play it over, make a plan try and formulate
or tomahawks in your helmet, florida state
i mean this ain’t the best match, you can’t coordinate
name a battle rapper i can’t beat, that [?]
yeh, you more than fake, gas that a quarter tank
i have your wife hair on my lap, like the tortoise race
tec in the yellow jacket, peep behind correlate
d-cksuckers and -sskissers, cor relate
wordplay, wordplay.. wordplay
your wordplay bores the streets, for your next birthday drink a quarter bleach
i hope they find your dead body by a florida beach
somewhere cort would sleep, right under coral beef
they love my style, they want more of it
but [?] taught me certain snakes was warm blooded
suplex city, come take a tour of it
the wackest in the rotten apple, that’s the cor/core of it

round 2: cortez
yo
see i’m from brooklyn, i’m known for catching wreck
they hate me, but all these fans doubted and said i wouldn’t get him stretched, the disrespect’s been crazy
ain’t you just lose to showoff n-gg-, your pen’s been lazy
rest in peace to ali, cause that dear death was shaky
wait a minute…
what you gone do, talk about hammers this whole battle n-gg-? you ain’t got no steel
this ratchet will go for any little thing my n-gg-, it ain’t got no chill
i punch your sucker right in the mouth, then p-ssafire, then p-ss a fire
catch him at the light, playing with heat, that’s how you harol minors/harold miner
this is brooklyn, i’m real n-gg-, this cat saliva
so the mil would put him to sleep, my n-gg-, catch the itis
wait a minute..
but they say kenny lad more deadly i extend the machine
my guys full with bald heads, and i’m letting them sing

- kotd lyrics

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