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loso vs. emerson kennedy - urltv lyrics

(*emerson skips the coin toss and chooses to go first*)

[round 1: emerson kennedy]
john john’s protege…sh*t that make my palms itch
a bomb shift, i’m gon’ flip
watch, i’m on lebron sh*t
you rookie of the year? it’s clear you only john’s b*tch
if loso think he luka, next time he by the don…(*ch*ch*) (dončić)
bang his sh*t! neck joint
aim the wrist, let’s joint
school was only war, and this how someone from the west point
i aim first, change shirts
trained to play this game worse
loso, i’m so veteran, they let me board the plane first
i been vers’ the field, and friends hurt to peel
but i’m from, where a drum, have your kin turn to k!ll
so they don’t call you a man, ’til you been burst the steel
so you gotta see the smoke to have your gender revealed!
don’t pretend, ’cause it’s real
i body fake wisdom
john told you “turn that tourney down”, but you ain’t listen
got bounced, changed vision, and now the blame’s shifted
john, you ain’t see the creeds? reed’s the same difference
’cause a don is (adonis) supposed to have a kid who can’t listen!
is you deaf, b*tch!? tecs hit*
yeeeeaaaahh!
is you deaf, b*tch!? tecs hit
two get put in shirts
it’s a funeral, they viewin’ you, you get put in dirt!
los’, you gon’ always lack the vision, i prove it’s gonna hurt
’cause john’s always in those glasses * i knew his pupil wouldn’t work!
speed through it in reverse!
your raps is real basic
loso, i survived corona * somehow i’m still tasteless
b*tch, now i steal*
come oooon!
but now i steal bases, i’m k!llin’ doubt against us
i told you you was deaf, i’m peelin’ down defenses
you lack vision, and it’s tasteless * you feelin’ how it’s mentioned?
this ain’t government tracking: i been feelin’ (fillin’) out your senses (census)
this go shot for shot, bend the porch
four hors*m*n, send the force
aren’t you a hooper? takin’ e will always end the horse!
it’s me, of course! miracles!
catch uuuuup!
it’s me, of course! miracles!
that faith you have disgustin’
my religion was sellin’ speed, i had to make it outta nothin’
thought i’d die on my last upper* wait, let’s table that discussion
jesus christ, peep the plight
i know you preach a real hobby
that preaching get bills prob’ly, and that money you feel godly
los’, i’ve never spoke in tongues, but my spanish real, papi
so if lo’ seein’ dough (lo siento), you gon’ be real sorry!
¡ayiyi! la migra, cucaracha, ella arriba
this shakira, strapped on both sides: my ‘hips don’t lie’ neither!
this is ether!
attack ya, and nunn nunn sniped ya madness
i punched n*ggas’. braces. off!
we busted different type of brackets!
b*tch, i’m past dumb
cash runs, get money and grab some
loso chased the bag, the difference i have bags come
so yeah, we shared that bracket, but it’s never been a tax one!
i’m cakin’ now, you chase the pound
you chased the kid jc around
he stole a hundred*fifty and…all you did’s create a round?
in houston, you was blazin’ them pounds
the mess come quickly
that’s the real madness * i don’t let none (nunn) gyp me
whether it’s 100 or a million, i got the best gun with me
even if i can’t afford (ford) it, i’m like, “f 150!”
f*ck rappin’! what happened!?
was no real testin’
see, i would’ve bend the corner, and the goat will check him
or have a bleached*hair n*gga reachin’ at the hotel check*in
i’m sayin’ do you want the david or the odell beckham!?
b*tch, bang! feet away!
bang! keep away!
get jumped on god! loso, that ain’t a leap of faith!
i’m here today! put him away
you never comin’ back
that was one round down * b*tch, you better f*ckin’ rap!
n*gga, rap!
[round 1: loso]
that’s a fire round, bro
i say, yo, y’all ready?
y’all ready? make some noise, make some…
ayo, you gon’ be the fifth person to bring up that one battle that i took on a couple days’ notice
i don’t get enough respect
i lost ’cause i ain’t prep enough, stupid
you just lost a battle ’cause your material wasn’t enough for prep!
we are not the same
my pen godly
but since y’all don’t think i have it in me, tonight i’mma get em’ bodied (embodied)!
i speak potent
call a t.o.: ya need owens
’cause when i touch down (touchdown), i am sharp * e (sharpie) knows it
wait, wait, wait, lemme*lemme reload it
e, bro (ebro), in the morning, you gon’ see your style’s (styles) next to rosenberg
hold up * should i keep goin’?
i hate the way ek deliver lines when he flowin’!
i could break down e motions, or show you how a breakdown is all about emotions
pay attention! this is me showin’
you should be choosin’ some help
but since you full of yourself, a casket is where e goes (ego) in!
i’m a beast, that’s rhymin’, e
and you are a true waste of time * stay silent, e
but wait, that line was kinda heat
because “true”, “waste”, and “time” all have silent e*
this my highest peak
stop sayin’ that your pen too great
it’s a reason why you never made a venue shake
you coulda been took my spot when they sent you plates
had a chance to match what i did, and now, em’, you late (emulate)
but wait!
this just in: kennedy tweeted “i got covid, but these pills got me too high to know it”
d*mn, drugs is what this kid all about?
that molly had you clocked out on the floor like the big comfy couch!?
get him out!
your name’s asahd, right?
you the one smack stalled wit’ the looks?
and utah’s known for not gettin’ calls for the push!?
nah, that’s a stupid lie
b. dot, danny, the tournament, you coulda took the prize
so i remember that utah play a lil’ different, ’cause the only reason you got your shot is ’cause the goat decide to push asahd (aside)!
bro, listen!
what!? h*ll is he talkin’ ’bout?
bro, you are a stepping stone!
for rappers whose stock is low, but competes wit’ pressure
smack sees them trying and literally gives them e for effort!
[emerson kennedy]
good sh*t, boy

[loso]
you know what time it is…
like nitewing…
you know, at one point, his stock was kinda ehh, but bodied you in the worst of ways
that’s how i know you don’t follow the blueprint
if you did, em’ woulda had a better verse than jey (jay)
but wait!
you know, one day he acts as if packin’ a mac in the back of an ac’ is great
then he acts as if this activist act is gonna get him some accolades
but i see, you just choose accordin’
to whatever you desire, but your views distorted
i gotta ask my brother dot * you believe truth’s important?
then when y’all battled, b., why you (byu) didn’t school this mormon!?
asahd, asahd!
quit shoutin’ lies!
one minute you sound divine, and then the next, you done countless crimes
i’m supposed to believe you got a gun on the stand to get yo’ shot in line!?
no, you are from salt lake, utah * that’s the only reason you on mountin’ (mountain) time!
but they doubtin’ mine, ’cause i worship the son
like i won’t turn this small room into an emergency one
e, are (er) you serious?
oh, you gon’ learn when my brothers speak
see, we, ek, coulda served you up in a week
it’s me, ek * oh, you heard that i was meek?
shotgun * (*ch*) * to ek * i ain’t turnin’ the other cheek! bow!
wait, wait, wait, i know they commentin’ on caffeine right now like, “jesus and guns? they so average”
look, if you don’t wanna see these biblical tecs (texts), scroll past it!
or you can dismiss it, diss christians
crowd or a small room, big difference
i can interact wit’ the fans or rap in a banned (band) like limp bizkit!
this p*ssed him, off
now this snitch wishes, to get one shot
cool, but if your fists miss it
you better move, e (movie), or get bodied ’cause the kid twist(ed)
which is it? swift quickness
i love the left, but this right? mmm, it just hits different!
boy, i’mma fix this wit’ charisma, punches, and a flow that’s cold
i knew you was losin’ round 1 * i’mma make sure you don’t lose your soul
[round 2: emerson kennedy]
the christian and the atheist, the fans so eager

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