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charlie clips vs arsonal - udubb network lyrics

[round 1: charlie clips]
wale dreads is something you gotta deal with
wake flocka, chief keef and the n-gga in the wheelchair from oz
you look like a thousand n-ggas and that’s real sh-t
now i don’t know if you gang banging or you joking
but how is your best friend a blood and you still crip?
that gotta be one of the lamest groups
you fake -ss game and snoop
see when you have a son
here’s some sh-t your little man gon’ have to deal with
now around the age of 6 he gon’ think he’s five
he gon’ come home like, “what up blood?”
you gon’ get mad and sit him in the corner real quick
so now you punishing your little man for trying to be his godfather and that ain’t real sh-t
see you’re a school bus driver, well stay in your lane before that steel spit
cause when that tool out, that sh-t’ll take your school out
if any n-gga on your field trip
d-mn i just threw a hail mary on like 1st and 10, that was a good call
you wanna play hardball brother? pause
i’ma coach him like the harbaugh brothers
let’s talk football, if your man shotgun play
i’m picking a shotgun play or i’ma grab the fifth
he run the wrong route and get picked off cause he’s sad as sh-t
my bullets hit bird n-ggas like flacco when he accurate
i use 49’ers to hit this crab tree like kaepernick
hold up, you know what?
i got a different way of telling your game
you’ll see helicopters with h-lla choppers, i propeller your frame
they’ll find surf next to suge with a sh-ll in his brain
and then find o next to ars’ like i saw spelling his name
what you gon’ tell a bunch of lies?
like how i lost to serius, right?
well why you paying me to battle after that? let’s be serious, right
what i was supposed to do?
go hard and take him serious, right?
why should i? when he don’t even spell the word “serious” right
darell jones, you’re not a man, you get compared to a dyk-
whoopi goldberg in sister act, even your hair is alike
i’m in your blood’s house, putting the beam on ya kids, i be airing the pipe
it’ll be little blood’s all over the pad like a b-tch when her period light
arsonal da pebble you not that nice
you just happen to battle the right people
grind time you was the man
taking on midgets and thousands of white people
you play the bully role with them
and that’s the sh-t that be getting me heated
since you hate midgets, this next one is for my n-gga conceited
i dare him to front, i’ma put him in the corner, straight back him down
poke your chin out, i got a rocket, sh-t look like i’m packing yao
wait, slow it down, i just dissed him, bring it back around
i said i got a rocket, sh-t look like i’m packing yao
everything i rap is wild, like why would you even doubt and test?
ars’, when it comes to bars, it’s like i’m serving life
why would you doubt the best?
when my n-ggas come home, they’ll be all in his crib
even the mouse gets stretched
so when that thing come off the ankle, bow, the whole house arrest
speaking of house, that reminds me, i got a little prediction
you gon’ flip my “guess which room i’m in” scheme
say i’m fat, that i’m in the kitchen
well just remember, you gotta flow my scheme, don’t try to talk it
you could sink trying to play in that kitchen so don’t you force it (faucet)
if i see your hand reaching for a can, i’ma draw a knife and start stabbing it
you ain’t got a car, you broke my n-gga, we know you cabbing it (cabinet)
me and your girl spooning cause she know i wear the iller gear
all i rock is white gold, ars’, you see silver? where?
silverware, white gold, spooning? come on ars’ you so late
how you owning your own league but your breath stink, get your gold straight
aye hollow, i aim with the scope, wash his mouth with an ’08
so for brushing me wrong i’ma send him up to that cold gate (colgate)
aye uw, why you put a f-cking walkman against an ipod?
fendi against fubu? polo to an izod?
this ain’t even my city, i got jersey like “my god!”
this the lightest i ever went, just imagine if i try hard
round 1 man

[round 1: arsonal]
you original lionz den right?
you started out with lux then with smack
no matter where you rap you still fat
it started on your neck then your back
no matter where you rap you still fat
but you could have that…that ain’t even what i’m mad at
before i k!ll this n-gga y’all, i’ma go off topic
and do a small display this day just to show off logic
url tried to negotiate at the lowest rates like i don’t know y’all pockets
that’s why i gotta overcharge them n-ggas now just to show off my sh-t
see all that he said she said how beasley throw off gossip
paying mook $20,000 to bring him back just to show off garbage
that’s nonsense, they better pay homage
i gave y’all 2 battles, 4 million plus views y’all still getting dough off my sh-t
so all them subliminal disses like, “follow the innovator not the imitator”
that’ll have a midget, hitman and smack refrigerator playing instigator
his defibrillator then hooked to a generator, i”ll get him later
f-ck being an entrepreneur
he gon’ need 64 gigs like i’m trying to give him data
meaning he gon’ get this work, in the words of my beloved
lux threw me in the ring, why can’t i quote the n-gga? f-ck it…
but back to you, what i do with a clip i load it, shoot it and i tuck it
pull it back out, put it in your b-tch lips and tell her to suck it
now you wanted arsonal, but da rebel is who you stuck with
that big clip spit sh-t, bullets kick flip through your trukfit
i’ll sn-tch your tongue out your esophagus cause you done ran enough lip
n-gga this match up is preposterous, obnoxious, i’m disgusted
you got a cartoon lifestyle with the heart of a muppet
i put 3 fingers to your b-tch like the top part of a trumpet
that bullsh-t got your memory clogged you better plunge before you flush it
cause when my toy lit (toilet) it’ll overflow
yo’ bathroom ain’t the only thing that’s congested
now yeah, yeah you right, you did a house scheme, that was cool
but what you forgot to mention is out of all them rooms you drug a n-gga through
you really made your first stop the kitchen
i know cause every time i’m in the kitchen, you in the kitchen
and the pots is missing
n-ggas like “arsonal has returned”
no i been/bend back but without my posture shifting
i hit charlie on the jack, i said, “charlie i got a proposition
it involves you getting paid while hundreds of people watch you spitting.”
gave you detail after detail after detail but what i forgot to mention
is that i’m your compet-tion now go ‘head and open your composition
cause n-gga i’m here to sn-tch every bit of confidence from your conscience
since you trying to convince the world your accomplishments
i’m your consequences
i done traveled ’round this world, every state, all 7 continents
you’ve unable been able to complete that task, you so incompetent
and for the n-ggas who don’t understand that word just go define the sh-t
but “haters pivot winners travel”
where’s your p-ssport? you will never shine
if i had a chance i”ll battle satan in h-ll and in a masjid battle farrakhan
n-gga i’ll even give dizaster a rematch in the middle of lebanon
i’ll battle cancer smoking a cigarette every time
what n-gga? this little nine of mine, i’ma let it shine
hide some food on your treadmill bet you charlie chips he would never find
then i use the same razor on your face that b-tch
britney spears used to shave her head with right after kevin fed her lines (federline)
now real talk you’ll know when it’s get the weapon time
baby loc’s grab them glocks, tell them bloods go get your wesson slime
heaven’s your hotel, my n-gga jesus said, “it’s your check in time.”
i’ll have so many jersey n-ggas lined up to get the pump
you’ll think that b-tch hurricane sandy hit us a second time
but these ain’t no gas petro pumps
only guns get drew, i call ’em bletzo pumps
but when that pump on your tongue you should respect those punks
if it’s a pump on my tongue than them some retro dunks
get it?
this what you wanted clips?
me to be disrespectful?
put my d-ck in your niece fish tank and pour the water on your nephew
yeah you said that, but who that sound like y’all?
i started this disrespect sh-t and i find it real ironic
that you gotta f-ck a little girl fish tank to get a wet d-ck
but let me guess clips
you must’ve gotten in some type of argument with your ex b-tch
and your ex b-tch is now x b-tch
you mad cause you ain’t on her guest list
n-gga dead it, let it go, forget it
you better charge it to the game, what you want? credit or debit?
i cherish every bar i ever spit instead of regret it
this black history month, clips got the dream, ars’ shot the king
you better hope your cloretta’s a medic
tell that b-tch get to operating cause you gon’ be the doctor patient
what you trying to bring fat back?
on that back?
n-gga you gon’ need your posture straightened
i’m just waiting on the green light, the thumbs up n-gga the confirmation
oh yeah next time you try to f-ck that little girl fish tank
please make sure they ain’t no piranhas pacing
i say that to say this, no disrespect my n-gga, not for nathan
but i got a date with the nastiest ugliest b-tch on the planet
and i ain’t trying to keep dna mama waiting
now hollow….hollow…oh hollow….
you got a recycle fourth verse, yes cause it was over in three
but i did put on a show in ot
i put him in the er for trying to go against me
now i just told y’all i was the shooter without you knowing it, see
i said i did put on a show in ot put him in the er
for trying to go against me
n-gga my sh-t is real, my sh-t is raw, my sh-t is authentic
think about this, you can’t spell “bars” without putting that “ars” in it
n-gga! time motherf-cker!

[round 2: charlie clips]
before i get into my 2nd round and i talk about how that steel clap
ultimate warrior had to have the battle in newark
cause smack would’ve got his sh-t peel back
d-mn you so gangsta arsonal
on some g sh-t i could feel that
but if trick trick made you forget what a shotgun is
then what gun you gon’ use to k!ll smack?
you gave you $1,500 to battle calicoe in the d, let’s keep it real scr-p
you was supposed to k!ll calicoe
but calicoe saved your life and that’s real rap
you was so f-cking scared you said, “watch them n-gga cuz.”
and you was talking to a blood, you gotta feel wack
you almost died for $1,500 now no wonder you wanna k!ll smack
but stop worrying about url or your league ain’t gon’ see no cash at all
see you be moving wrong david stern, let me talk to you using basketball
ars’ look at your squad, they remind me of charlotte, your whole team -ss
your b-tch the mascot cause she’ll bob cats whenever she need cash
i’ll giver her c-m ’til she gets tired of my sons/suns; steve nash
no free d-ck, she gotta pay to see these b-lls; league p-ss
ars’ we squeeze mags and my whole clique dumping
you think clips soft ’til i let a hollow tip off and get this sh-t jumping
if you drive by in a spur, i’ll be gunning at your rims, have that fifth busting
put it on a windshield and shoot off the gl-ss like tim duncan
now that there was light, but i’ma school him
cause i got a grown man delivery
you got a high school flow and your swag is elementary
you think you got the science, but your bars and the crowd lack chemistry
rex exposed your government, then that math made you history
but let’s get back to elementary cause this is the best part
i catch little man on his way to school, run up let that tech spark
bury him behind the school, under flowers he’ll be a dead mark
so i give his kin a garden (kindergarten)
when i send him a shot where his head start
get it? kindergarten? i’m sorry ars’ this a man sport
you was p-ssy in high school, n-ggas robbed you for your jansport
your b-tch was giving everybody top
and you was standing there with that queer look
she gave head 365, so we nicknamed her “yearbook”
ars’, look at what a year took, your career look funny to who
your 30 battles to my 5 and i already made more money than you
just remember, it’s not the card you get, it’s how you play it
just remember, it’s not the bars you spit, but how you say it
for example, i could take the words, “steeler fan”
and tell n-ggas how you been on my d-ck
since lionz den and you still a fan
or how your mother was broke with no ac, you had to steal a fan
don’t where your chain cause we black for that gold like we steeler fans
y’all could relax, that’s just filler fam’
but these next lines gon’ make n-ggas say “clips is the best”
your bottom b-tch got saggy t-tties, you gotta pick up her br–sts
everybody from camden, patterson, and newark done been in her neck
that b-tch throwing back more jersey n-ggas then mitch-lle & ness
lady arsonal? i gotta say her name with disgust
she’ll wear a uw t-shirt while my n-ggas banging her guts
then take the t-shirt off then give me neck so hard
i thought she lost her metro card the way she got charged for the bus (bust)
listen ars’, i need nothing in this world, just my black duffle
big gat, when that sh-t clap, it give me back trouble
you stole my temple run line that i said against jones
you must’ve had app trouble
you love my wordplay well i don’t play with words, you can ask russel
for example ars’, you got goons, but will they clap it off?
exactly that’s what i thought, my n-gga you ain’t half the boss
i know bloods too that’ll face time to let that ratchet off
so once i phone 5 he coming to knock your apple off
i nicknamed lux, “coach k”
cause without him we would’ve never heard of duke
you could bring your n-ggas in packs ars’, i’ll murder groups
you could try to run but i toke heat, when that burner shoot
i shoot all body parts, i even smoke feet, i’m murda mook
you ain’t nothing but a bus -ss crip, on some g sh-t i really think 6 dirty
i run up on 6, send him 6, he’ll die around 6:30
you think it’s all funny like martin
til catch a b-tch with that tommy, let off a clip early
i don’t give a f-ck i’m cold to these hoes; big shirley
once again, why would they put a motherf-cking walkman to an ipod?
why would the compare fendi against fubu? or gucci to a izod?
ars’ you ain’t sh-t my n-gga, i’m thinking “my god”
i f-cked up, but f-ck it you can have it my n-gga…
sike! i lied n-gga!
….no i didn’t time n-gga

[round 2: arsonal]
if y’all know y’all history on ars’
y’all know my 2nd rounds always the heavy hitter
second round’s approached, all hay makers at this heavy n-gga
how the f-ck is you top 5 when battles, you got 5?
that’s why i’m only paying you 2k for this ’bout cause you not live
but go ‘head and lie tell all these other battle rappers you got 5
i bet you won’t swear to god and put that on the day dna pop died
f-ck you and him, i’m disrespectful, ain’t no limit to what i might spit
i’m evil, i’m a pro with my eagle, some say i’m mike vick
i load a light clip, i aim, i squeeze with a tight grip
you underpaid and all your guns rubber made, you like a dyk- d-ck
but pause!
gun in my draws hugging my right hip
shoot him in the face, when eh fall give him a light kick
see man made gun so this man won’t have to fight sh-t
i empty, reload and give your -ss a second shot now that’s a polite clip
now grown man bars is something you gotta deal with
funny thing is, the harlem n-gga who’s slogan that is
he don’t know nothing about no real sh-t
clips what you know about real sh-t?
what you know about stealing utensils out your chemistry cl-ss
so you could finally whip that work to make that minimal cash?
hurting inside expressing feelings with your pen and your pad
putting in work but covering your face with your enemy flag
what you know about violations n-gga? penalty flags
standing in circles for 3 minutes while n-ggas whipping your -ss
your fiend uncle stealing from you, steady spending your cash
and your best friend, your right hand man is hitting your stash
you don’t know nothing cause you fronting
that ain’t the life you accustomed to
f-ck is you? your lifestyle’s like theo huxtable
you wasn’t that misfortuned kid, you ain’t had to play that part to live
your life was fancy and heart pump braxton p. hartnabrig
you talk the biz, you don’t even know what a larkin is
we was all born to die, but unlike you i was taught to live
now they say the good lord foresees
our every move and our days to come
if you ever was an atheist or non believer
this battle should make you one
god said no man nor woman knows when the world to fall over
the mayans predicted 12-21-12 said it was all over
but god seen way p-ssed that
which means he foresaw this -ss whooping
way before a.i. hit jordan with that crossover
i said i long nose ya, my aim right now i’m shooting off the wrong shoulder
i sh-ll ’em, derail ’em then tell ’em, yoooou!
tested the wrong soldier
my chopper sound like when you pull a string on a lawnmower
so many grapes in the building
all you see is the color purple you better call oprah
you gon’ need that loan from ceelie n-gga, throw your bread up
if i ever lend you cash and you talk back you get 85 when that lead bust
translation: you gon’ need a loan from oprah, n-gga throw your bread up
if i ever lend you cash and you talk back to get that ocho headb-tt
now we in newark right now, right?!
this ain’t this n-gga house
i tell my waiter, “i need a container; i’m ’bout to take this n-gga out.”
your b-tch do a lot of -ss kissing and -ss l1cking she probably ate this n-gga out
but my b-tch nina, she do the same thing, she send 8, this n-gga out
i tell him let’s play hide and seek and then i make this n-gga count to a hundred
70,000 as i rape this n-gga spouse
i cut your eyelids off then i take you to the couch
and tell you, “don’t believe me just watch n-gga n-gga n-gga”
that’s how you make it in the south
now you ready to die?
before you jump in that coffin go get your shirt fitted
i’m a lil’ upset i ain’t gon’ be the first newark n-gga to k!ll dna
why? cause surf did it
but soon enough he’ll figure that real n-ggas go in the dirt with it
martin made it clear years ago that your tommy ain’t got no job
so how the f-ck you gon’ put in work with it?
now i called you a sixth man so let’s take it to the court
i will bang at your center, aim point precision
the way i travel, i could never play the point position
i’m on the block and the way i move the rock, the points f-ck with me
now what hand you roll up with? bow! take your blunt
n-gga that’s what i call having joint custody
all i need is an ounce, 10 swishas a pen and a pad, my survival pack
all i wear is true’s, gun in my billie jeans
glove on my shooting hand like i’m michael jack
motor vehicle couldn’t help you to get your t-tle back
i been all over this globe repping us
meaning the uw and every american need to idol that
i keep two straps in both hands, four arms like when goro flex
i’m tired of f-cking random b-tches, charlie your hoe next
your b-tch don’t adore your s-x, she played with b-lls since birth
before she learned to walk she did a euro step
now any battle rapper could’ve started a league
mine successful cause i got the larger movement
you was mediocre against tay roc
but since then i’ve seen large improvement
i think mine all the way through, see my visuals got a sharper blueprint
this what happen when you put a high school dropout
against the iq of a harvard student
it’s all confusing, but it tickles my soul, it’s somewhat amusing
you say you got me figured all out, so what i’m using
if i say i’m tired of hearing bars about drugs or what you shooting
i rip your shoulders out the socket take your arms and hammer
now what you using?
i heard when hollow went down he
tried to start up a movement
but was snugged with the wrong inmate so now he losing
if i ran through all the new york and my t-tle still undisputed
i got everything to gain so explain just what i’m losing
i will clorox the stain in your brain soon as you lose it
then take the 4 quarters and start the machine, that’s how you do it
you ain’t sick n-gga, you a hypochondriac
i knew how they was gon’ react, but you and everybody in this building
still don’t realize that i just took you to the laundromat
now all these years dna was missing a tooth
you ain’t think that was a problem and wild?
you supposed to be the big brother figure to that n-gga
you ain’t acknowledge his smile?
rumor has it his mom’s r-t-rded
that b-tch must be or she just being childish and wild
for actually give you the responsibility
to try to be the daddy of her fatherless child
now i ain’t the big nose midwest n-gga
to school n-ggas about their priorities
but i am that disrespectful black newark n-gga
that tell n-ggas just how they oughta be
in your face all out in public cause your death i want ’em all to see
that cannon bend you, while seven camera angles is recording me
we gon’ youtube, worldstar, twitvid the whole crime
eyewitness news, fox, upn the whole nine
two big techs, i”m throwing bullets like it’s two ticks left
i’m down 6 and i’m on the opposite goal line
i put my paw prints amoungst your offense
n-gga the whole line/lion
your boss sprints i turn to john lynch and give him a clothesline
i’m all tense, this crowd is convinced i’m earn mine
then i’m a slice you across your center, you a do not turn sign
now you ’bout six minutes closer to death, you got about 3 minutes left
so i advise you pray to your worshipper and take a deep breath
cause in this last round of bars, i’ma do a whole lot of exposing you
wait…i could hear his heartbeat, mannnn that’s what it’s supposed to do
my sh-t is real, my sh-t is raw, my sh-t is authentic
you can’t spell bars without putting that ars’ in it

[round 3: charlie clips]
shout out to my brother dna, one of the best battle rappers alive
when n-ggas say that i celebrate, i pop a bottle give my n-gga a five
buy two cars, throw him the keys to one and just tell him to drive
when he was running around lost
i’m the one who showed him how to survive
that’s real brother sh-t, but you and surf is on some other sh-t
y’all ain’t even in the same gang, y’all banging for some other crips
ya’ll don’t even f-ck with each other
but y’all be pumping all this brother sh-t
what’s up with your real brother, ars’?
oh yeah he running with joe budden’s clique
so we ain’t ever see treach or redman get treated like a sucka
but that’s the only two n-ggas out of jersey, what about the others?
cause if you got beef with joe buddens and he’s f-cking with your brother
then it sounds like to me you got a family full of suckas
i could see mama arsonal texting his phone
“hey baby come over for supper.”
he walk in with an att-tude cause the first person he spot is his brother
on his way to wash his hands in the bathroom, what did he discover?
a woman kissing on joe budden’s neck and it’s ya mother!
everybody in your family likes joe budden’s ars’/-rs-
i’m sorry y’all i gotta him him where it hurt
you used to be the million view man now your view is in the dirt
your career’s taking a fall and to make matters worse
buddens took your brother out your life and then he just recruited surf
aye tsunami where you at?
i got some information
it might get you a little heated
i don’t need to slow it down, put it in subt-tles
i don’t even need to repeat it
after this call my phone on some g sh-t, you need it
it’s about a conversation that this snake n-gga had with conceited
see i know who said you know what about you know who
but let’s keep that between me and you
what happened ars’? these bars getting a little close to you?
i could hear your heart beating, that’s what the f-ck it’s supposed to do!
i just wanted to see your face when all them personal hit
but let’s get back to these bars, i don’t do all this personal sh-t
if i catch your aunt lamping in her living room
i’ma blow her brains all over the couch
but wait don’t try to guess which room i’m in
cause this time i’m all over the house
i’m even in your backyard, that’s the the spot i’ma ditch my weed out
got a special spit i bag up gr-ss, call that my tree house
ars’ you claiming how you moving keys, you gotta stop it
if you got keys they always to a door, but i ain’t trying to knock it
you said you got knocked for serving an addict but where that case went?
how are you the best seller
and you ain’t know what base meant/bas-m-nt?
i said look at your swag, you got the type of style that get your moms tight
big blade, i get 6’8″ like lebron height
n-gga i k!ll you with all filler, arsonal this gon’ be a long night
cause you was suited before i got to the punch, this is prom night
you know what, newark i appreciate the love
i ain’t gon’ go past the speed limit
aye jones that’s how you murder a n-gga in less than three minutes
light!

[round 3: arsonal]
is the bloods and the crips in the building?
all the hoods
is the neutral n-ggas in the build?
and all them good
see even uptown in the building, uptown that’s a harlem hood
and since i’m battling a n-gga from uptown
i’ma beat you like the best n-gga from harlem would
“and you gon’ love it”
all third verse
with you, i’m lacking patience, so i gotta go back to basics
false accusations will leave your face with cross interactions
i’m ready to eat, but like a pregnant b-tch, see i been having cravings
you coming at me for the same reasons goliath tried to go after david
to make a statement
but what you talking ain’t speaking louder than the actions that you lacking
if you don’t iron out these problems
then that increases the chances of you slacking
but you going for the belt
which means to me that you just headed for your casket
this your funeral i just put your dress pants on you
now here’s your full metal jacket
now i don’t need a knife or a gun to k!ll you clips
i know how to hunt smart
crossbow action pierce his face from 100 yards with one dart
this the shakedown once you breakdown n-gga you gon’ need a jump start
cause that battery dna put in your back ain’t stronger than john q son heart
now let’s rewind back to high school, i’m in a cab, before lunch start
hiding from the detectives that’s patrolling in un-marks
skip a few years, let’s fast forward to the fun part
ain’t no idaho potato on the barrel when my gun bark
f-ck a potato n-gga my barrel got a mango beak
see i’m frank lucas in harlem soon as tango speak
put the metal all in your face, give him kano cheek
your man mook was smoking a hookah out of django feet
i smoke sour, let a n-gga think my lango sweet
i know sign language but think my ruger ain’t gon’ speak
i meet you anywhere in harlem n-gga, n-gga name your street
grab lebron, bosh and d. wade, you better bring your heat
now i’m like mayweather to this battle rap i would say y’all zab
but he had some good bouts and y’all fights stay all bad
you can’t contest with what’s in ar pack, make my ar mad
so i can murder you then do an interview telling on myself like i’m ar-ab
you did a house scheme, that was cool
but that just proves you don’t get out a lot
now i’m from newark, this the stolen car capital right?
n-ggas got choppers out the sunroof coming round the spot
now i’m confused on how you drug a n-gga through all these rooms
when you and dna live in a one bedroom right down the block
but now i get it, you made all that sh-t up because it sounded hot
well i got a scheme for you clips, what stole car i’m in?
high mileage and the engine is a monster
suge already told y’all he the shooter and the driver
but what he failed to mention is that n-gga is a boxer
so if i’m with a fat n-gga with quick hands, a true street fighter
what car i’m in? i’m whipping in an e. honda
hold on, all third verse
what stolen car i’m in now?
sn-tch bar pop the lock and i call my boys over
it’s not a coupe it’s a four door but your poor stores all on my toy soldiers
she’s a kinky little b-tch, got a vibrator with four motors
stick it in her p-ssy and left it on your backseat purposely
so you can smell that toy odor (toyota)
i mean i’m great, i’m a.r.s.o., you tried to steal my style like a clepto
well i been at this for awhile i guess i’m retro
see my last name is jones but with no relations to esco
you draw n-gga, my gun get drew, i called it bledsoe
but the fact of the matter, if i don’t get the respect that i’m after
the whole cake get the rest of the batter
then i gotta flex on this rapper
what car i pull off to the face off in?
i was trying to see how that lambo’ feel it’s like i ref for the packers
f-ck a body bag i put this big n-gga in a hefty bag
ship him down to atlanta overnight, spend that extra cash
comeback to new york to disrespect your dad
tell him you’ll find your son’s remains in the south pa(w)
cause he done made this lefty mad
i visualize a boxing gym, clips gon’ be my heavy bag
i dip, dip, right hook, dip, hook then a lefty jab
this gang bang central more red and blue than a pepsi ad
i paid a million dues n-gga you need this million views very bad
now let’s get personal, let’s compare resumes
you got 5 battles, 4 mixtapes, with a lionz den/smack background
i got both those, plus king of the dot, don’t flop
uw, grind time, using all that background
my first bout ever was against a n-gga named hollyhood
he caught ever clip out that arsonal that i had ready to body goodz
second time round same stage onto the next man
lux pulled a fully auto at me when he know how quick that tec jam
3rd and 4th was at the fight klub and a pot was a pretty penny
it was an elimination process so i took shots instead of sipping remy
i used all hollow heads on your boy hollow head my trigger friendly
when it rain slugs, you better borrow that umbrella from mr. bently
now my fifth battle was in the bronx
but i’d rather had kilt that queens n-gga
gladiators, ars’ vers’ rich, the skinny leg jean n-gga
left hook known to lean n-ggas
and when i’m in that shotgun formation i throw bullets
to knock skin off your dog back i call that playbook a flea fl1cker
these all bars, 6th battle, oh i p-ssed you already
sixth battle over in grind time my first trip to the west coast
i battled a white boy he was ok with words that’s okwerdz, yes folks
7th battle conceited, he was easily defeated
my 8th battle was a dizaster, the cops came and i couldn’t believe it
now that’s nine whole battles, nope 8
before i ever stepped foot on a url stage
number 9 was against holla, no nine though, i had a 12 gauge
that’s when a devil inside came out and all h-ll raised
shooting a chopper is the only reason a rapper would ever say darell wave
battle 10 was up in canada, king of the dot against pat stay
he’s a sucka and he speak to the cops
battle 11 out in philly, jersey we in the spot
i was hoping that e. ness gave me a reason to pop
so i spoke on his dead daddy and how he in a box
battle 12 against a lost n-gga in need of his pops
out in detroit, he expected me to flee from the spot
same n-gga who said he was skinny dipping with six b-tches
aye ripley, do you believe it or not?
but my 13th battle is when i finally get a home game
against a n-gga named t-rex who couldn’t protect his own chains
his man mook was doing his own thing, talking which is so lame
so swag choked him and said, “this newark n-gga
you’ll lose here (hair) with or without the rogaine.”
my 14th battle against illmac’, a no name
so i cut his -ss like chinese chicken without the lo mein
15th battle with math hoffa, an old lame
he like, “ars’ what you holding up your fifth for?”
what i’m holding up my fifth for? n-gga i think i’m broman
16th battle out in london, me and shotty horroh going round for round
where’s your p-ssport? oh you ain’t never get overseas money
so y’all could never go pound for pound
17th battle out in europe and you know i hate midgets
so i shot the crome, i tossed it, you the clip that came with it
so this make 18 to your 6?
and y’all thought clips was my best match up?
that’s 54 rounds to 16, not 18 cause he had a one rounder versus x-factor
so in a battle rap war zone
how can y’all compare clips to the best rapper?
when every battle this n-gga had y’all gave him 7 months to rest after?
n-gga in a shootout would you rather 16 bullets or 54 and some?
a whole arsonal to spray a one charlie clip in your handgun
n-gga when my hammer drawn cut the cameras on
let’s tape the man one
cause junior m.a.f.i.a. had them cameras on, pointed at cam’ron
and we seen cam’ run
now i ain’t ever seen redman or treach get treated like a sucka
but i did see cam’ and jim jones both get ran out the rucker
now question, why oh why did cam’ not do junior m.a.f.i.a
like he did mitch in the closing scenes of paid in full?
i mean why he wasn’t acting like rico then?
started running round like a raging bull
answer? cause you harlem n-ggas is p-ssy
that’s one of the cards that i hate to pull
but since we battling a harlem n-gga that’s p-ssy
that’s one of the cards that you made me pull
now sweetheart i know i’m k!lling this n-gga i disrespected you, i apologize
so i’ma go have ma a c0ke and a smile and treat you to some dollar fries
cause i’ma quadruple what i paid this n-gga
for them 3 rounds of all kind of lies
soon as they edit, upload this video to youtube and i cl1ck “monetize”
n-gga your life ain’t worth the tag on my motherf-cking shoe
i put all this together, that you motherf-cking knew
so accepting those 2 racks for me to k!ll you
is something you should never motherf-cking do
especially when you know i’m getting paid off of every motherf-cking view
my sh-t is real, my sh-t is raw, my sh-t is authentic
you can’t spell “bars” without putting that “ars” in it
time n-gga!
sike i lied n-gga!
you can no longer eat big mac’s with fries n-gga
i’m at your front door with a big mac like “surprise n-gga!”
february 17th, 2013 clips died n-gga
your b-tch be hoeing around, she hoeing ’round when she slob n-ggas
three words before that fat b-tch suck d-ck
i’m going down she mary j. blige n-ggas
now i’m a refugee without wyclef, lauryn hill and pras n-gga
i just wild on this n-gga, don’t cry n-gga
time
jersey

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