Luyện nghe bài hát DNA vs. Mickey Factz

[Round 1:
there's nowhere to escape now bitch
Soon as they said we was gonna do on Volume 3 everybody started havin' panic attacks
And I just feel like I got
Now he havin' cold sweats, his walls closin' in he can't get a top opponent
So I'ma make my foe be a (phobia) bitch in small room, now he claustrophobic
I'm that
knowin' I'ma lead, to URL I'm the house cat
And the moment Smack rode in with the cheese, it got Mause (mouse)
You 'bout to tell us that you not the snitch but who's the
That's still snitchin', doesn't sound tough
real niggas in the buildin' know, when you get charged with somethin' you supposed to take the rap and keep your mouth shut
Now y'all ain't remember when Raekwon snuffed Joe Buddens and he almost dropped to the
Well pertains to our situation and y'all gotta know now
Cause every I asked to battle he would say Yung Ill washed me
Like you wasn't the nigga that tried to on my round
So just like Joe on live chat you tried to cover it with Ice pack for this not (knot) to go
But now we
and I got the first witness
And now ya lives endin' for to butt in (Budden) to Disney business
It's too to revoke, I got nothin' but hate for this vulture
And the on the side of Mause (mouse) gonna change the state of the culture
Picture his childhood, Bronx
sellin' coke and dope
And there go Mark Williams
Starin' at the Stop Snitchin' poster
You wasn't supposed to say jack but the more he aged he how it's supposed to go
I'm tryin' to say is
Before mine (Montel) Williams they'll let the host a (holster) show

The cameras come on, all his friends like, "I when Factz supported me."
His baby like, "Baby go for a walk."
You like, "Hmph. insulting me."
So they took away the Accord to you act accordingly
his parents, "Wait 'til you see our V."
I'm like, "He embellish it."
But once you let your bills it (Pilot) only took one eye to see (Odyssey) that you outta your Element
It no secret, maybe they let you lease it
I'm done clowin' this bitch
And since you ain't own the Car, Factz (Carfax), well I ain't get the run on a whip
Damn homie, when you was on Freshman cover you was the man homie
What the happened to you?
See it takes rounds to break why we ain't seen this nigga from the X excel (XXL)
Was it cause he dropped a bunch of mixtapes and got no
Nah, it's cause you turned the page, the issue at hand is you couldn't Show & Prove
We all you mixtapes, but in battle rap you a rookie
And I got respect for suckers
New Glock? Nah, I just give his an old .9 ('09), I got this Freshman covered
Your currency (Curren$y) was low, cause had a mili and you wanted a piece of that
Asher ran them colleges, Blu puttin' you on tour was a decent act
You and Cudi's Day and night ('Day N' Nite')
Ace 'Hustle Hard' just to see a plaque
And you all this shit the truth, pay attention while I'm speakin' Factz
Factz, ya career, all lost dreams
Factz, you made a song that said bank account had 414
Factz, I know you you could've saw more green
And now it's your turn to pass, but it magic when many ring
And my crew all bang, and then it's New York slang
I'm gettin' "facts" after
You made a with Danja, don't let them bloggers hype ya skills
And now you tryin' to make a come back off last error (era)
You too much time with Millz
You wanna fight? Swing on me? Oh you die for real
But before he can die Jive dropped him like when he the deal
It's one murder case, all it takes to the kill
That means I make my circulate and let the iron peel
They to force the truth about me about what happened to his body
Cause when they find it, ill, the only thing they seen was Factz' remains, and he's lying, still
The only seen half of the Factz like ain't get it all it together
After the Fact, the culture be mourning forever
Matter of fact, I shoot out the matter of Factz
And now we gatherin' Factz I I got my story together
You went from Of The Dot to URL
Beasley told me you would switch plan of attack
So of course you gonna try to get Gully with
But just not Organik to Smack
Everybody say "Mickey's too lyrical" but this room is evidence that I'm damagin'
Cause whole case changed once DNA tampered with Factz
You gon' see if It's Dark And Hell Is Hot when you in the morgue
Aye, they asked me It's Goin' Down', now you know, I'm grippin' on a .4
See these 'Niggas Done Started Something' when picked me for this war
Now see what this nigga the X get?
Soon as I hear, "It's me, 'Mickey'" at the
Aye Mickey how you doubt and belittle me?
If I give him a shell then I'll put him outta his
This is World War One, this amounting to victory
And if these bullets are the Factz (artifacts) you about to be history
Smack is bald, Verb is vegan...and this is black
And if y'all was confused what I was I just gave y'all an example of facts

[Round 1: Factz]
You been saying my name for 7 years, and got ignored a bitch call
Fuck your flagging, handicapped, gang bangin' mother, nobody cares if the Crip walk
Beasley called me for you, I said "Whats the point, I'll pass." Dish off more Chris Paul
I'm surprised you it this far, since you and K Shine share a Zip car
He gon' have a bunch of name flips y'all, but I pissed off
punishment capitol, thought we was in North Dakota how the fans was saying, "Handle ya Biz Mark (Bismark)!"
But don't say 'Just A Friend', lets pretend, he a big boss
I'll tase you, till you leakin' fluid pussy, ain't no beatin' this charge (discharge)
Nevertheless, this footage show, I give that grim hoodie feel
Your Ascension is next...and the reaper (Reepah) done got for real
Beasley paid me to be a Hitman, so I the deal
After I Showout with these punches, which Eric gon' foot the
Chill, student
He bit off more than he can chew with my pen, I'ma mean
He just intricate
give em plates, well I'ma hook em up to IV since he feed into it
Emotional, cause if he start freestyle rebuttallin' and sense the crowd loving it
prolly quit, like he did with Emine... my bad for bringing it up, that was foul (Fowl) wasn't it?
Lay em out, put hands and feet on em, fuck a massage room
Beasley said you ready for Eric B? Long as I'm Paid In Full, I'ma Up The Volume'
Then he said, "Wait, you bodied Daylyt so over there, so over here you do bad."
Well shit, I'm James Brown and he my son and 'Poppa's Gotta A New Bag'
Okay, you let your let machete spray, I get it, cause some gotta blade on it
But when a fan recite it, they look stupid and get for it
6 shooter, and each got ya name on it
Forensics find em no ID, but knew it was you, cause the shells had DNA on it
When you hit 18, we let you rock, we'd you would grow up with ya bars
But after 21 jack, all bets was off when you showed up on the
Roll up ya squad, i want smoke, came close but no cigar
You a wretch calling me a clown is a gag, well if I'm it, why you up on the job
Smack, he tried to one upchuck, hoping for extra life, but he death
Be my guest, Disney bars, he was gassed on this platform, from my hands will heat ya head
This prince rose to clock his face, this Beast respect
Every word good, I emerge to purge, I got your nerves
You battled Nu Jeruz to Twork?
I'm tryna say to get a Twork push
Go in the mirror, I you to tell me how the dirt look
And want you to stop with the Jerseys
Like right when we bout to see cook
Lemme that line back in
Ray Lewis jersey, for 52 weeks you been (Raven) 'bout this rhyme action
I'm drunk, tryin' to throw him a boat, telling the cops, "We just kayaking."
Wait... you was smoking puttin' this outfit on... thinking high fashion
Who dressed Lemme guess...you
I can tell you did it, I would be helpful and you with it
But....I can't help you niglet
Plus I heard you had plans to get a fresh tooth? But it through didn't it?
You gon' talk about my bread too, like Cortez ain't lend you digits
You on the menu I stepped cool in the clicking
Crazy, with two straps over my like a Bellevue visit
And I took off the gate without a Jet-Blue ticket
Now 'Back That Ass Up', I been nice from the '99 to the as a Juvenile
Line it up here, straight over ya eye, a uni-brow
You a clown, he wouldn't a round at a shoot-around
Put em down I bow (BAOW), that's a Goonie round
You belong in the Grounds, Barry Reese should be super proud
Four bar setup? Dawg, that's a trait, we all knew the style
Who could (hookah) lounge, when I'm in the spot?
Put the hose to ya mouth, upload, wave, then zip em up, he a computer file
And I did it with the MAC, so I'm him to the clouds
Lemme coach you for now, movie crowd, this broad cast in
I'll gun butt em til his eye is like Hubie (hue be brown)
Or the nozzle in the where we see it's no tooth allowed
him alive underground with no map, Smack, he gon' need a new route canal
This
I get A. Ward to baptize ya
Or have Saga tie ya to a Pathfinder and drive, be a backslider
I'd rather let it sing till it hit you in ya soul like a choir
Quagmire, his get swole
You cayenne cooked, like chef's in Thailand, my guys land hooks
President of my gang and we niggas, I am Bush (ambush)
Tell tramp, we amped, be gone
phenom
JayBlac, I'ma him in half
No callin' him the Champ...peon (Champion)
1-0, 'bout that debatable nigga
'til this next round
Got crazier shit to say to you

[Round 2:
I was playin' possum, while you and your niggas was poppin' shit about me on the blogs, tryin' to trick the
I said, "Ain't none of y'all shit."
That go for in Mause clique, I'm sick of seein' ya
All this, "He can't beat me the O-Red material."
shit deceiving ya
Cause I got bio first, just to get on sight (site); Wikipedia
Ya Mark Williams, you was born in 1982, that's why this line is genius
Cause you 36, I'm 27 {gun and here's the .9 between us
Who you sparrin' wit'? Chilla?
Well in this (Serena) you better hope your shit the meanest
Cause ten is (tennis) goin' to whoever give the (a sis') to Williams
And Smack, don't [?] (Venus)
get it in
You had a trainer, but now a don is (Adonis) in Mickey Gym
Get in shape, lift the before I split ya chin
I'm a fool with the Taurus, might hit a
So the is bad for him, I'm a simpleton (simple ten)
The TEC louder, it's lead showers if you take Rain lightly, it's
And then I'll give the a dent (resident) in any room that you sit us in (citizen)
What you thought? Cause he was Crippin' in Cali was a Nitty win?
Well I still had landin' (land and) overseas (over seas); amphibian
You can't be so fire as a if you gotta say it yourself
You a known
You mean to tell me you put hits on all these other niggas albums yours stay on the shelf?
Well the shit we not buyin'
Get Or Die Tryin'
Oh it ain't a Curtis (occur this) playin' himself
The .50 'Outta Control' and when the come out I be makin' a Massacre
So got a [?] oh I'ma clap a tre at this character
I seen you gon' do the believably
some of the fans gon' say, "You on one Factz."

Well admit, I was 15 since I let a small one clap
But it's muscle memory cause as I lift the arm it'll all come back
Whatchu know fightin' witcha pops cause he abusin' on ya mother?
Or givin' ya cousin a gun but havin' to take it back because he to use it on his brother
See we wasn't always Criminal
But had to sleep the ratchet cause we scared of losin' one another
KRS-One, By All Necessary, I kept the Uzi on the (under) cover
The Bronx creatin' it, Queens keep on fakin'- man that song, I hated it
But since you cut that cloth, I cut the fabric
And this revenge for MC Shan, I brought a couple
As far as bullets, a ton will (tunnel) fuck up his
So yeah 'The Bridge Is Over' but whoever's under (underpasses)
I'm busy, Nina is loyal, she's stickin' wit' me
Razor, Bluestar; Pretty Ricky
Gun, I'm cozy wit' it, Twork said the was this nigga Nitty
So I started druggin' Rum, but somehow I slipped to
You like to do letter force and tell people about their credit scores
Like, "You'll be in a slum
If you don't got 720 or better be dead in a month."
Well that's a lie cause a .357 I can get whatever I want
Who I'm battlin'? Mickey? Mause? Or is it Renegade?
That's my I reached it
Mickey a bitch, man your whole squad in a precinct, I got the Blueprint
On the .9, 11
See that bar was decent, and I got an M-16 (Em' 16) for
And don't me go to the car to (Carter) release it
Take favorite battler
Put him against an industry who they make the challenger
they let vultures in the culture, every time they get paid they make a Massacre
But we outweigh in
You keep switchin' from Mause to Mark, you the main ambassador
And the reason why the scene's fucked up, stop breakin'
I'm wit' the shits
Y'all a nigga's soft when you tell a nigga, 'Get a bitch"

You wanted the room, we could've did this on Summer Madness
But look at him to act up on person
But we all know is (Marcus) Smart, he ain't wanna take it back up to Irving
All them Lux is cause you lackin' ability
On this you need natural delivery
Or you gon' get torched on land Mark (landmark); The Statue Of Liberty
I'm more pissed, then I hit up Rain, grabbed the four
And he keep it by the Mark, all they seen is my dawg prints
Let's start with
You never a mark to start
Like did nothin' remarkable, that's why you market Mark
not impressed Mark, so they bench Mark
Cause they like Mark at heart
And now he's dead, and it's like Ted the bear be next to Marky Mark
If y'all don't wanna see me give Mickey D's then y'all should now
Cause whoever preach will get the Big MAC, like they and rebound
Pppt pppst, and you gon' get a of bullets, each round
So it's either your clique hurries or I'ma give Mick' (McFlurries) 'til the machine down

[Round 2: Mickey
This was easy to tackle, quit fumbling, this real legit pummeling
You getting killed Superbad, word to my ID, Mick lovin' (McLovin) it
Complete gritty, this geek sweet, y'all thought he would Really?
Well I gave you the shot, and once it came outta st john, he died, Sealy
120 battles, ya tooth, how you on ESPN every year?
Your faces
NWX
In K-Shine's with Chess, how you almost left in despair
Whatever that's predictable, that people use against you, I won't mention it here
So everybody grab ya asthma pumps, time for a breath of fresh air
I've known before you, and he wasn't playing c-lo on the corner
Then he met you, and ended up broke, in the casino outta
But ya brother tho
It's how you rep him
You go him to roulettes, lose bets, he be too stressed and you don't painfully regret it?
Gamblin' ya is criminal, and you aiding in the betting (and abetting)
URL don't respect you, they dropped Twork vs Chess, then Twork vs
And before we ever see DNA vs Twork, we'll prolly see Twork vs
December 15th that battle still ain't dropped
Why you let 'em vault
And let this footage not come out, it's gon' be a Infinity War Smack
And I aiming for his head, I'm aiming for the shit that he threw, the thorax (Thor ax)
Fall back, cause you know I say all facts
But hang on scrap, you the real reason Head ICE ain't on
Long short, my man called me and told me
"Yo, this nigga ICE dissed his girl. Had the little nigga
Tried to poke ya chest out, but ya was frigid and anemic
I mean, literally
And before the dropped, my man said he saw ICE fishin' for a reason
I called back like, "Wait a second, he wouldn't leave his crew. He had to get his on son."
He said, "Nah son, this time it was with Beasley, and had ICE elated for the 1 on 1."
I said, "Wait a second. Is footage?"
He said, "Yeah, the kid got his cap twisted
Uncle Ra got the child so."
You can bring up the shit about Budden, I don't the wild truth
But when you alone and you see ICE, nigga into the Boy That Cried, "WOLF!"
This fake, I should spit in ya ridiculous face
But I'ma sit and wait, real quiet, I instigate
Trip em, as I spot him, lift the iron and this is fate and
I'm standing over the nigga body like I'm liftin'
Big
you 'bout to say some dumb shit like
"Bring water ya back yard...
I and will (wheel) fire first... neanderthal
The tre young, and put the bird to ya chest... Atlanta Hawks."
Stupid ass bars, that don't make sense and random bars
A bunch of dumb shit, with hands and all
And everybody gon' go crazy for that shit and
Meanwhile I'm breakin' DNA down than a scientist
Chin made of glass, still ain't got frontal though, I admit
At you ain't get a Blue Tooth, but he on the jaw wire list
The fire lit, I'ma body ya, stenographer, I was hype this
Quiet down, cause you just wrote a of head scratchers; psoriasis
Violence, me and my pack take pride in this, a since
This pussycat was never in the jungle, that's the truth and I'm just where the lyin' (lion) is
Stomp him, he feel the pain from the foot, no podiatrist
Snub nose, sinuses, let it viruses
And if Big T in, silencers, now he no longer the quietest
I'm wrecking his environment, they wanted me to shake the now you caught up in an earthquake
He tried to Mick' (seismic) wave
It ain't my fault lines ground breaking in the first place
let this herb say anything! To the point, he don't think believability matters
But that made him
Cause now he don't believe ability matters
Mick dapper, Y-3 from the fit to the
(hill) rock gear amounting (a mountain) to nothing, here's the cliffhanger, he say the shit is to steep
Big dagger at this idiot's cheek
Then in his mouth, lets see if he can escape by the skin of his teeth
2-0 ain't bout that debatable nigga
Wait 'til the next round, got crazier to say to you nigga

3: DNA]
Soon as they said, "DNA vs Mickey" all the said, "This sound like a match."
I said it's no stoppin' me, King Of Comedy I get (a round) with a MAC (Mack)
.380 squirtin', baby burpin', you get the pound on the
And then I switch grips, some big shit, switch grips, some big shit, I'm 'bout to go ballistic, let's get down to the
You said why I'm always grinnin' I see you?
I said, "Clips, this clown to relax."
See Chucky (Chuck E) Cheesin' I'm finna give a round to a rat
You'll find out in store, when you're found on your back
.40, Menace II Society a counter attack (counterattack)
I caught his moms before dinner, a family of three now
SM7, let's see what you can take from the meal (mil') a Reed round
Dezi in the left, somethin' in the other hand like in the
So this cat (Katt) Williams better stand up or down
Arms, both up "So what?"
Or your boss head in-between the cold cuts
The up, and I know stuff
I'll have my man from behind (Heimlich), Maneuver or be choked up
You was born on July 13th, your Zodiac's a
And I ain't gon' talk about this for of the battle
Headshot, Factz unravel
And whoever stuck in this see why this crab get the barrel
You don't want war, the signs show, you crack pressure
And better know that
about y'all the rulers of the moon
Well tell the (telescope) that
You know who you are? The DJ of battle rap
Cause you like a vulture
You got nothin' to do this culture
But always try to tell us to do with the culture
And Daylyt's Tekashi, this I'm [?]
Cause a blog and you said he wasn't a troll until he met you
So what you him?
"Forget rhymes, change"?
Then you switched
Diss Crip guys, like that don't coincide with the big time 9 tre's
And if his a Cancer, then how could you ever come at 69 sideways?
I hate you nigga, but is how it has to be
In this culture, you could never talk with me
I put a 150 in shit, even did a match for free
As far as the Summer 2 sponsor, that was me
workin' with King Of The Dot, that's attached to me
So when a Massacre profits, I should get the tax with fees
I'm the that brought Harry to URL, you don't believe ask and see
Now think, "If DNA in this culture" where battle rap would be
The 2 on 2's, ESPN, was me
WWE promos, was me
And you a has on the sideline, it's sad to see
So how the fuck is the nigga talkin' Factz wit' me?
You got some advice from Lupe? That was you good luck move?
Well I brought a good through
It hit floors, leavin' your men tore (mentor) somethin' they can look up to
rappin' is a test, we was actually convinced
That you was top notch but then dropped, now you battlin' for rent
You and Lupe was in the league but he was crashin' with the hits
But if you are what you say you are a 'Superstar' you wouldn't have had us in
Cause he took the style you kicked, pushed and been a Fiasco ever since
You been this ass whoopin'
And everywhere, I could've did this in the you picked the December date
But I trippin'
I since he boo'd up he ain't wanna take an L in May
Oh y'all ain't know? This Mickey Factz got a wife and her name is "Iesha"
This nigga is married
To the where she be stressin' about the money that he makin'
Like, "Baby this shit ain't gon' cut it. Go back to battle rap
Fuck ya relations."
If she pregnant, I her coolin' at the 'Playground', you know, runnin' back and pacin'
Stomach shot 'Iesha' won't have Another Bad
I she sick with somethin' though, look at him tight, mean muggin'
It's called Fibromyalgia but I confused it with arthritis when the dumpin'
And I know that's a tender spot for what this (disjoint) this E's (disease) comin'
Like I'm reachin' for the [?] I need somethin'
my trigger finger itchin' like a fiend comin'
I catch him at the crib, his bucklin'
And then ten in like the D's comin'
Random Factz, these are random
I was listenin' to your music and right pressin' start
I see the cover to your mixtape and I got a question Mark
See there's been some that I've been waitin' to say
Cause if y'all don't know his character on that mixtape was an 80's graffiti that died from AIDS
And I think he a mistake
Cause on the tape he was cool Jean Basquiat, Andy Warhol and Keith Haring
And think cause they pavin' the way
But what y'all don't is all three of them painters were gay
Now I'm not you gay
But I'm you gay
If these was football rules you'll be under review, the play
So if at the end of the tape you die from AIDS and all them
You what? You was just concerned with the raps
What? You get a gay fan base you'll be on to some
delusional, and so far from reality
But I guess you had no alternative, Factz
But see when you hate a nigga like this you gotta the opposition
So I started writin' in my
And then I got to the name Mickey Factz, ding: contradiction
Cause your first name's Mickey, is a fictional character
But it becomes tricky
Cause your last name's Factz which "real" but something about you is just iffy
That's why y'all will have to listen his ass is trippin'
You better make up mind nigga, which one is it?
or fiction?
I come to play
So don't get amped I'm still The Champ, get another belt
Suck my dick, your bitch, fuck her health
It's NWX we run this shit, we the that's felt
And I don't wanna hear y'all say the culture robbing (Robin) Williams, he himself!
Round 3 it's hot in here, Smack Volume 3 you know my slogan
(Get him the fuck here!)
Hell no, he died get his ghost the fuck in
One industry nigga down get Los the fuck in here!

3: Mickey Factz]
Instead of taking this battle, you was better off hugging a Cactus
Going a young Mick Foley
You only good at rebuttaling Mr. Ed, that makes you a one trick pony
I don't mean to beat a dead horse, but your supporters think rap pen dry
Your followers move with you though, even you don't got an electric line, its something ya fans let slide
And that's the main reason I'ma DNA down to the last enzyme
In Jurassic Park, mosquito's covered in sap, and the blood they extract was to make dinosaurs
And to bring em back, they used a frog's DNA to in the gaps, and combined it all
why your a sap, cause the shit from people you extract, is to hide your flaws
And that's the main reason you still got that gap, cause you something to identify as yours
Example... we first you freestyle against Real Deal, in front of Nigel
He had the rightful rebuttal title, he over everybody and for you, that was an eyeful (Eiffel)
Then you blew up after off the top of your mind
And taking from him, to us, why you so Hollow inside
in point
I've you for years, you been dirty, way before early
right before thirty, you got Conceited and started Wild N Out with the jersey's
Slow it ma, look at how son dress, you took it literal
Then to a reporter once he had Con in the view (interview)
That makes you a replica, not authentic material, conditional
All the way to ya rhyme pattern, i seen the Clips in you
Chuckie put his hand on ya forehead, his hood vibes
Then let his Child Play, after he dolled him up to make him a guy
Then you and K link, now you pacing and punching in line
Why Flex, you the credit, fine?
But why would I credit you for shots? Did he (Diddy) make up the style? Never mind
It you behind the bars it was Shine (Shyne)
And you got ya slang from Cortez, and never learned
Aww
I won't call you a or an essay 'Tez, that's Don Marino
But keep em slang, behind the scenes for URL, Chico
five people, that this nigga keep at bay planted
Without their of DNA, we would've seen DNA stranded
Be blessed... and that you referenced got extreme depth
Cause time is money and even they knew you go more rounds with a T-Rex
I condoning that, ex couch potato, so for (sofa) that, blaow!
A section will (sectional) come out, like you was dozin' at
Finish and keep running with it, you getting overlapped
him, easily too, so if you vote for that
That's cold, *ch ch* so I'ma give on the poll a (polar) cap
He's underground? From the first round? Root canal
Lemme finish the
It's a loco motive, clip a muzzle
Infrared so when he poke his head out, he'll see the light at the end of the
But he's brave, handle hot, it need
Blazing, D. appreciating the fans, the Heat wave
You what? Man I'm suited up like I'm cool with Lux
Mook up?
You had a chopper 32 passengers you could tuck
Cool, I got the same passengers but my is a moving bus
So it transfer over, i just make a move and bust!
You should
on him with the piece at his temple, that's a Buddhist monk
Send him a clip with my thumbs up, movie buff
Cause when you a gun properly Eric your two thumbs are usually up
Where ya hoe? Hit her heart, get his struck, but that's what Cupid wants, stupid cunt
That's what you get for the super slut
And she ya heroine, I'm aimin' high and she gettin' drug down after I stopped shootin' up
Take it in vein, with a and while you slicin' ya little wrist
And feelin' a lil' sick, get into this Yung Ill shit
For years , you me your enemy
Real
Whats the science DNA? Cause We never had chemistry
You had this tendency, of lashing out, well keep that same
Cause I use a tool bar for ya mind, but I'd rather refresh ya memory
Magic vs QP, you came up to me your dysfunctional smile
And said "I'ma do something crazy! I you in front of the crowd!
Ill getting 3-0'd, I'ma do something great to him."
And with all the random spit that came out of Leon Spinks mouth, you never me what you'd say to him
Yung Ill said, it was someone in your crew, you disregarded
You did interviews and dropped tracks, I got called a rat
For all of that? Me telling Ill? You think I started
When he made blogs I diss him?
Cause Rich him...you think I wanted that?
no punchline, know all the facts and all the raps
I Verb, you wanted me in the front, here's the awkward catch
Verb told Ill what I said, and Ill back
"I know exactly what he do already, cause someone else informed me that."
For years, I was the one they the snitching was dealt
But I been knew who told...and guess I kept that shit to my self
Took the blame, even the fall, and never once asked for a "Sorry."
And still, I will not say who Yung Ill

Verb]
But I will...it was

[Mickey
And I still haven't told "it was Ill" and that's actually a
But you think about it, Lux friend's father, Cortez at his house
He let the Spanish rat
How you think we found out about you on the
That nigga been a chatty rat
Now that's a real four bar setup, and I know it make sense, but neither does half of all ya raps
And since you love clappin' machetes it only makes sense a stabbed you in the back!