[Intro: & Royce Da 5'9"] I've always looked at battle rap as competition or war, and the main objective is to destroy, completely fucking obliterate your opponent by saying anything and everything, whatever the fuck you can, to get a reaction the crowd. So nothing's off limits I need you to spit that lyrical miracle... in the swimming
1] Before this kicks off, let me set my balls in tees 'Cause I'm dottin' i's every I cross one of these There's not a redeeming at all in me It's impossible, seems like an dream Positive clean thoughts But they're all either and mean Assault and demean, tossed and they're lost in the scheme Squashed in-between a brainwashing Like an Islamic regime, a jihadist extreme Suicide bomber seeing Ariana sing her last song of the evening And as the audience from the damn concert is Detonates the device strapped to his region I'm not finish that, for obvious reasons But bring your dogs, muzzle 'em I'm not Middle Eastern but I'll make a Raqqa hijab And at least a large in the T-shirt Headscarf and a piece of tarp the carpet, hasta la vista I go Hamas on the beats to a paradox on the And a pair of underwear on a terrorist watch list Gettin' head in the sand like an embarrassed shit sprayer Bitch watch who you talkin' to, Apple wristwear Endangered in this ABC shit a bit scarce Prey's decreasing, I face extinction disc players Told this she's hot as Jada Pinkett And just stared 'til I made her it Said, "Maybe we just get married." She's me, I placed my feet with my hips square Tell her, "Turn around," spread her legs for me, I hit bare Leave her out like a baby T-shirt on Ric Flair As I ripped her, anal in a split rear Febreze in the chick's hair Make her tryna get air I played for keeps, there's no escaping me, I a bitch scared And to me, and throw away the key And she'll be so afraid to That even if she ends up breaking she'll just sit there Tryin' to scrape up courage and strength to get up impossible like rapin' a slut We butt-naked and fuck You're close, wait for you, My idea, you comin' too, waking you up With salts after I Quaalude your cup That'll straighten you up if you try to stray a pup Hate to get bogged in details But bitch, I'm the dog pound with females My is corrupt, real life, Hillside Strangler I a skank's neck 'til it's triangular Shape but it's down, and my mouth ain't gonna shut And mention me in your raps if it you a buck Or you rake in the duckets, I want payment in pub 'Cause I ain't get in your bars like I'm waiting the club But if you put me in lines, I'm takin' a cut
2] Get a million writers inside of a room in it Try to get every idea of every line to spit Every punchline, every that rhymes with it Bitch, a whole can't see me, there's no i's in it Head so big, I myself ten times in it Tryna commit in it, took five minutes And I survived shit gonna challenge me, who? Battle me and win, that's a fallacy too You name one motherfucker in this galaxy, *spits*, You fantasy, rally your troops, try to boost the Only time I start a movement's a I can't even give a "yeah" or a "woo" when you rap in the Not a "nah" or a "boo" 'Cause even though I'm to the crap that you spew When I'm 'bout to break out, I don't get a rash from it too when I say I have allergies, I actually do But that's an analogy, I've never had a reaction to you
3] Creature the Black Lagoon I up and I smack the moon You're grief that I'm back so soon teacher for this afternoon Creep up with a of hoodlums We pack a like Capri Sun Heat tucked we each snuck in a submachine gun We stuck in a submarine bun, with a bag of Cup of lean up in the room Bieber in a Catholic school Selling dust and reefer when back is to him adjust your speaker I'll cuss the off of a fuckin' zebra when I'm at the zoo cleaner 'til I gag from fumes Fuck Christina with a spoon I bump some G-Funk and blast some Snoop 'Cause her double are massive, huge! fun for me just to grab a boob Plus my penis got an My fuckin' Weiner's in a mood Come and suck a mean one like mad at you I speak tongue and cheek, what you do you love to eat butt, it's sad but true
4] I sprung a leak suddenly What I think in my gut become in sync My thoughts and my stomach up with each other Ink the pad, then boom! Since the day Dre gave me beats, I was elite That's basically what me me Creating stink, 'til these tats are ink Who's the Think we're still debating, wink ADD, and put out an APB it'll take LAPD and me layin' in the street For you to see beat And bet ya they'd need cleats 'Cause I'd to be stomped by forty men to suffer a defeat I please Jesus to make me decent the main ingredient of pain relievers, and saline I take Aleves, tryna break these fevers, I'm ailing I stay free of divas and screamin' 'Cause they keep on me keepin' the women at bay Like Laci Peterson, baby Legs and have been weighted, chained in semen straight demon—and wait! Even if it meat cleavers to make believers Mistake-free schemes are enablin' me to deviant Breakbeat, eat her like steak take seats like AMC theaters Deranged ringleader, depraved Who mainstream media Which makes things easier, still scrutiny Villainous criminal, livin' room With the nude Witherspoon Who was bruised, beat with a It's in two pieces, and deceased in it Bit with a chewed leash, and his leapin' it Live in the booth, shave, eat, bathe, drink, in it bleed the shit, still and I poop, pee it It's a spillage, a sewage leak, deep feces The syllables fecal, they feel like renewed leases 'Cause my brain 'em
5] Like excretion, it's simultaneously As I'm these fools grief, they're feelin' the blues 'Cause even if stealin' my shoes, Just to fill a huge feat A hill and it's too Obey demons, we're still in cahoots Keep feedin' me blank As soon as I sink these And I'm killin' the leaf Time to shake trees again Wait, make that phrase again Killin' the loose leaf, shake trees again Get the rake, but it ain't me 'em
6] Vicodins, new prints, I bite them and them The whites and the mixed with nitrus balloons And I like to sniff gluesticks, put Ricin on On the mic I'm just ruthless, a crisis, a Who I influence I two shits If they license my music to entice with Then use the shit it's the blueprint for ISIS recruitment
7] Excuse me while I into space for a few In a daze or haze, glazed over, crazed warp cased off, always had a straight-forward view But you bozos keep givin' the flamethrower No one's ever lower, shrewd, and way more rude like a lawn-mower blade rolled thru it And has little to do with bein' gay, boy It's just where the goin' But ain't I can say or do 'Cause ain't no excuse, the way I go at you You say I'm always So if I look way, you're screwed if looks could kill, I could start a hate-war too 'Cause I'd murder you straight bitches by turnin' the on you
8] Let's take it back before the pants To the Nike, Jordan, The stripe Lee's, Jordache, and the white Lightning storms might be formed a frightening forecast! But when you're hoarse, rasp From the or-gasp, but still reciting your raps While you're tightening your grasp the mic 'cause you done shitted on it so much, you're always reminded of your past 'Cause heiny's sore, that's you still haven't finished fuckin' wiping your ass From the before last No good, but rap I'm too-good-for-my-own-good at Fuck adulthood, I'm a grown-up Where your cojones at? Mine are being rode, in fact: They're frozen, you seen a cul-de-sac? So big they out my scrotum, I just sowed 'em back
9] Dick so long, need a For that, gotta unroll it and it back So to wrap in the pro-filactic, it overlaps it So I pack a Trojan so fat, I lay it flat it's like a yoga mat Make a bitch think she's in aerobics The bear you don't wanna poke its The backbone of rap, your fuckin' lead are my bonus tracks When I appear, my peers Hearts fall in their stomach, their drop Careers flop, their gears lock, severe Fear at the mere are top-tier, I'm so high at the top I'm in the sky I talk Bitch, I'm so fly when I walk, my pop
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