Luyện nghe bài hát Bis Vs. RIP

Yo, you fuckin' me, you fuckin' lock me in the basement
And you still me to protect you - it doesn't make sense
Can-I-Bitch. I supported you a weight bench
me you're defenseless you better face it
You ain't show me when you was at your apex
Getting paychecks up at the radio with DMX and
Catching wreck while Noreaga was catching his
I had to the situation in check
Look at the veins in my neck, Jermaine is the best
The industry fucked you, I'm paying 'em back
What's the matter with slayin' jackers? That's all been doin'
talkin' shit I ain't done nothin' to 'em
They just mad when I see 'em I don't run up to 'em
Between me and you, yo you 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 had your best interests in mind
I wrote all your best lines
If it for me you'd be writin' pitiful lines
On stage if you was tired, I was spittin'
knew you bit off my rhymes
I would just be quiet, stand to the and let that shit ride
But I'm getting tired of having to you Bis
If it wasn't for me nobody signed you Bis

What?! Man, why you trippin', you know a crazy business
You a ass bitch and you know it
Group Home was part my company, I it
If its one I learned 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 just call out names
The industry's all about
I on 'em all the same
And I spit stains on their brain
Like liquid chocolate spilling their new white trainers
is an understatement, I'm Satan
Canibus is amazing, I don't what the fuck Germain is
I know that both of y'all are trying my patience
I don't a fuck about a beat, I've been rhyming for ages
are dangerous. All jackers are afraid of us
You wanna me Bis? Kick a rhyme!

That's

A'ight then, to mine
I jump in a costume just to rob you
Put the nozzle to your eye ball and you what not to do
Rip your tonsils out through your
Bury you next to fossils
Make it to find you
Depths Jacque Cousteau himself wouldn't dare to dive to
With goggles, oxygen bottles and effect modules
Lock you in a capsule, smash the console
Shit on you in reverse and you in a brown hole
Suck the power out of your
You're nothing but a coward in the cold with a hour to go
Watching my Casio watch, counting it slow
Like drug lords checking to see if it's or coke
I can kill you by the globe
Or I can just spit inside of a hole and put an ounce in your
In battles I'm a to no. I silenced the Pope
Do you how many rhymes I've economically grossed?
No? I so
do I
Its a dick between your mother's divided by pi
I'm the linguistically, illicit lyrical misfit, in the business
And in existence. What's your consensus?
Study my own syntax since '96
With CPA certified
I made a decision my standards are above precision
The only thing I can honestly say I love more than
Are dope writtens. If it ain't dope then spit it
be sensitive and get on the defensive
Just practice penmanship
If you can't spit at high temperatures just quit
Be careful of the tongue it to bend to the left
to manufacture's specs you'll make a mess
And rupture the vessels in your neck fucking with Rip
Got millions of on zip disk
versions of sick verses that come with conversion kits
With a course every Thursday that you how to burst like Rip
You experienced work like this, Bitch!
Welcome to the serpentine where I spit
The world where I twist, the world that I rip, the where I live

Okay Rip you made your point, I out-rap you
You you was the illest, I would never doubt that too
A lot of these rappers is jealous why they attack you
They think you the best, that's why they battle you
At the moment of truth I let you design the
You are the illest alive. That's a fact you proved
Just a couple don't want it to happen for you
Raggin' on you battling is all you can do
You sell enough units to be honest with you
knows the truth, you got talent out the gazoo
When niggas first heard you it was "Man on the Moon"
You got dissed by a but you damaged him too
So what if the ladies think he's more than you
What happens if the rumors about being a are true?
what it's running into
I don't feel like having this with you
I'm tired of fucking you
Niggas in the game don't wanna do with you
Bussin' you. Going one on one with who?
They get rid of you. Shit is too lyrical
Headhunters out to get you. That's why I had to you
I wouldn't disrespect you as another
Without you I'm
God you
What makes you I left you or why I'd ever be tempted to?
Ever since my third album been mentioning you
I got your name on my arm, I'm you
You Rip the Jacker. I would never you
I respect opinion as a professional nigga
I want you to listen to what I'm telling you
happened between L and you, forget it
People you won the battle, they will give you the credit
A lot of people don't want to it
But I consider it a privilege
To bear witness to your lyrics and be in sharing the merits
I'm forever
I just need you to chill for a second so I can a positive message
Like before he left us
The author of the work Genesis
Has inspired me to write the ExeBis
As a reminder not to forget Bis
But I've reached a
Rip
You can't forever, there's always somebody with 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 every weekend so why is you beefin'?

Ayo, stop me
You me
All you do is steal rhymes from me
You constantly keep me walls of concrete
Lock me in the basement like a zombie
If I was a
You'd me
You ain't shit neither, you ain't got no degree
You can't rhyme me
smiling at me
Give me the keys to the garage, I to borrow the Jeep
Get the fuck out my Bis!