Luyện nghe bài hát Bis Vs. RIP

Yo, you hate me, you fuckin' lock me in the basement
And you still want me to protect you - it doesn't make
Can-I-Bitch. I supported you like a weight
me you're defenseless you better face it
You ain't show me love you was at your apex
Getting paychecks up at the radio DMX and Flex
wreck while Noreaga was catching his breath
I had to keep the in check
Look at the vericose in my neck, Jermaine is the best
The industry fucked you, I'm just 'em back
What's the matter with slayin' jackers? That's all been doin'
Besides talkin' shit I ain't nothin' to 'em
They just mad when I see 'em I don't run up to 'em
me and you, yo you know I run right through 'em

Calm

Who you telling to calm down nigga, I'm a ripper
I you not to do "Gone Til November."
But you wouldn't listen. I always had your best in mind
I all your best lyrical lines
If it wasn't for me you'd be writin' pitiful
On stage if you was tired, I was spittin'
Nobody you bit off my rhymes
I would just be quiet, stand to the side and let that ride
But I'm tired of having to remind you Bis
If it for me nobody would've signed you Bis

What?! Man, why you trippin', you know it's a crazy
You a lying ass and you know it
Group Home was my company, I co-owned it
If its one thing I in show biz
focused and don't quit Rip
Why you 'bout old shit?

Germaine, you fuckin' brain
Don't you understand, fuck the
You should just call out
The all about game
I on 'em all the same
And I spit stains on their brain
Like liquid spilling over their new white trainers
is an understatement, I'm Satan
Canibus is amazing, I don't know what the fuck is
I just that both of y'all are trying my patience
I don't give a fuck about a beat, I've rhyming for ages
are dangerous. All jackers are afraid of us
You wanna face me Bis? a rhyme!

That's

A'ight then, listen to
I jump in a costume impromptu to rob you
Put the nozzle to your eye and tell you what not to do
Rip tonsils out through your nostrils
Bury you next to fossils
Make it to find you
Depths that Jacque Cousteau himself dare to dive to
With goggles, bottles and Doppler effect modules
you in a time capsule, smash the console
Shit on you in reverse and suck you in a hole
Suck the out of your soul
You're nothing but a coward in the cold with a hour to go
my Casio stop watch, counting it slow
Like drug lords checking to see if it's or coke
I can you by drowning the globe
Or I can just spit inside of a hole and put an in your throat
In I'm a thousand to no. I silenced the Pope
Do you know how many rhymes I've grossed?
No? I so
do I
Its a dick your mother's thighs divided by pi
I'm the sickest linguistically, illicit misfit, in the business
And in existence. What's your consensus?
Study my own statistics since '96
CPA certified assistance
I made a decision that my standards are above
The only thing I can honestly say I love than women
Are dope writtens. If it ain't dope then don't it
Don't be sensitive and get on the
Just practice your
If you can't spit at high temperatures then just
Be careful of the tongue it tends to bend to the
According to manufacture's specs make a mess
And rupture the blood vessels in your neck with Rip
Got millions of on zip disk
Stock versions of sick verses that come with kits
With a every Thursday that teaches you how to burst like Rip
You never work like this, Bitch!
to the serpentine world where I spit
The world where I twist, the world I rip, the world where I live

Okay Rip you made your point, I can't you
You said you was the illest, I would never that too
A lot of these rappers is jealous why they attack you
They think you the best, why they wanna battle you
At the moment of I let you design the tattoos
You are the alive. That's a fact that you proved
Just a rappers don't want it to happen for you
on you like battling is all you can do
You didn't sell enough units to be honest you
knows the truth, you got talent out the gazoo
When first heard you it was like "Man on the Moon"
You got dissed by a but you damaged him too
So what if the ladies think he's handsome than you
What happens if the rumors about a faggot are true?
Look what it's running
I don't feel like having this discussion you
I'm tired of with you
Niggas in the game don't wanna do nothing you
with you. Going one on one with who?
They wanna get rid of you. Shit is too
Headhunters out to get you. why I had to protect you
I wouldn't disrespect you as intellectual
you I'm unsuccessful
God you
What you think I left you or why I'd ever be tempted to?
Ever since my third I've been mentioning you
I got name on my arm, I'm representing you
You Rip the Jacker. I never question you
I respect your opinion as a professional
I just want you to to what I'm telling you
What between L and you, forget it
People know you won the battle, they give you the credit
A lot of don't want to admit it
But I consider it a real
To bear witness to your and be involved in sharing the merits
I'm indebted
I just need you to chill for a second so I can send a message
Like Tupac he left us
The author of the ethic Genesis
Has inspired me to write the ExeBis
As a reminder not to forget Bis
But I've a precipice
Rip
You can't rhyme forever, there's always somebody better shit
I keep you out the public eye for a
You're a commodity Rip. Ain't that how you keep it?
I keep your secret
I bring bitches to the crib every weekend so why is you

Ayo, stop me
You me
All you do is steal rhymes from me
You constantly keep me behind of concrete
Lock me in the basement a fuckin zombie
If I was a
acknowledge me
You ain't shit neither, you got no college degree
You can't without me
smiling at me
Give me the keys to the garage, I need to borrow the
Get the out my face Bis!