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lobo savage vs idill - universal battle realm lyrics

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idill round 1:
you mentioned my wife by name, and i would mention yours
but i don’t pay attention to stupid wh0r-s
that main event wasn’t a good look, you fought for survival
yo miah, he ain’t near a good book, unless he carries a bible
let me take him to church, i got a scripture and even saved him a verse
i don’t mean that our father noise, i mean this round will altar boy, he can get the rapture, that’s a temple tapper, some yall will get it after
lobo dyslexic but don’t get it backwards, you wanted this more than i ever did, its evident lobo needs me for relevance
name drops, call outs, chil with that extra sh-t you’re looking mad desperate
this’ll be something you regret, your ride to the top shaky
took the tramway, thats why you ain’t peak yet
one look at who they booked and i clearly had this, i knew issa body, no 2-1 savage
i haven’t got a loss, they don’t think he’s trash but i don’t believe the gas like i deny the holocaust
foundations been a buffet, i eat any plate put in front of me but from here on i want stronger company
cuz till now i’ve beat kids on the weak end like bad dads with part time custody
what you think he has a chance for? i’ll light this square up quicker than the f-cking dance floor
you mentioned four wills, but forgot to mention a fifth
its the one you leave tonight, when you die, to give all your sh-t

idill round 2:
what lobo gonna say? lemme guess at that
watch him get aggressive fast when he brag he let his weapon blast
but i wonder if wolf pack or not, the truth sting, no kevin nash
you think he move in g ways, has goons who do what he say?
this fat f-ck ain’t masked up unless its luche libre
with those struggle raps i had to hold a chuckle back
he runs from where the trouble at, you talking lead showers but would die in a bubble bath
if people buy that sh-t its lunacy, but what will he do to me
when one l can turn you a g to eulogy
your whole john gatti facade is an amateur act for the camera flash, yeah you got the keys and sweeper with that middle school janitor swag
i knew all the way-in, i’d show that homie a clown
then its in living color once the footage going around
your heads a distraction that is slowing me down
like, the size of your dome has me weak bro
like either its to fit your ego, or a big head cheat code was used on your genome
lets talk your weak flow
that sh-t isn’t close to decent but you do shows hopin a & rs go and see it
after this l your hopes and dreams broke in pieces
or maybe not, cuz i’ll send your soul to open up shows for jesus
trust me, no one will miss your music coming out the speakers
your fanbase consists of dustheads and tweakers
you ain’t hostile in battles cuz you’ve only won one, and you can’t even take over that sh-tty town you come from

idill round 3:
i got all my bases covered so you know i’m getting it done
i didn’t make any fat jokes because your life already is one
who set up this match? can someone tell me?
this is underrated vs underwhelming
mostly sugar cane vs sugar shane mosley
go head, try n test my patience, but around the corner find that death is waitin
for me this a pit stop but this your final destination
i get it, you go and give each round your best but everyone has heart til you rip it out of their chest
so choking ain’t doing you any favors, do that here and your life in danger
cuz you’ll need more than frees to save you, this no cyrogenic chamber
your battle with sol, he got an ironic w
cuz son will share he took the legs out from under you
lobo an appetizer on the menu, his rounds a break for the restroom
your career is sub zero nothing fire for the venue or maybe cuz freeze are your best move
i could’ve won this even if i no showed, watch me as i murder lobo
this ain’t a match for me, just further promo
cuz i got ws stacked from eating like the whataburger logo
lobo don’t pull toys, check his facebook he a pool boy
but its cool cuz that matches his verses
you know, skim his rounds through the net, and see hes trash on the surface
haters gonna hate but i ain’t dazed by em
go head toss me to the wolves, i was raised by em
he ain’t matching me tonight with my swagger on the mic or the p-ssages i write
i got cruces on my back like p-ssion of the christ

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