Luyện nghe bài hát DNA vs. Mickey Factz

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

The cameras on, all his friends like, "I remember when Factz supported me."
His baby like, "Baby go for a walk."
You like, "Hmph. insulting me."
So they took away the to make you act accordingly
Told his parents, "Wait you see our V."
I'm like, "He gotta it."
But once you let your bills pile it (Pilot) only took one eye to see (Odyssey) that you outta Element
It no secret, maybe they let you lease it
Well I'm clowin' this bitch
And since you ain't own the Car, Factz (Carfax), well I get the run down on a whip
Damn homie, when you was on that cover you was the man homie
the fuck happened to you?
See it takes rounds to break down why we ain't seen this nigga the X excel (XXL)
Was it cause he a bunch of mixtapes and got no reviews?
Nah, it's cause when you turned the page, the issue at hand is you couldn't Show &
We all seen you mixtapes, but in rap you a rookie
And I don't got for suckers
New Glock? Nah, I give his class an old .9 ('09), I got this Freshman covered
Your (Curren$y) was low, cause Corey had a mili and you wanted a piece of that
Roth ran them colleges, Blu puttin' you on tour was a decent act
You and Cudi's career? Day and ('Day N' Nite')
Ace Hood 'Hustle just to see a plaque
And you know all this shit the truth, pay attention while I'm speakin'
Factz, ya industry career, all lost
Factz, you made a song that said your account had 414
Factz, I you wish you could've saw more green
And now it's your turn to pass, but it ain't magic when ring
And then my all bang, and then it's New York slang
I'm gettin' "facts" after
You made a mistake with Danja, don't let bloggers hype ya skills
And now you tryin' to a come back off your last error (era)
You too much time with Millz
You fight? Swing on me? Oh you gon' die for real
But before he can die dropped him like when he signed the deal
It's one case, all it takes to shine the kill
That means I make my blood circulate and let the iron
They tryin' to the truth about me about what happened to his body
Cause when they find it, ill, cause the only they seen was Factz' remains, and he's lying, still
The only seen half of the like they ain't get it all it together
After the Fact, the culture gon' be mourning
Matter of fact, I out the brain matter of Factz
And now we Factz I think I got my story together
You from King Of The Dot to URL
told me you would switch your plan of attack
So of course you gonna try to get with Eric
But just not Organik to Smack
Everybody say "Mickey's too lyrical" but this room is evidence that I'm that
Cause their whole case changed once DNA with Factz
You gon' see if Dark And Hell Is Hot when you sittin' in the morgue
Aye, they asked me 'How It's Goin' Down', now you know, I'm on a .4
See these 'Niggas Done Started Something' when they picked me for war
Now see what this from the X get?
as I hear, "It's me, 'Mickey'" at the door
Aye Mickey how could you doubt and me?
If I give him a shell then I'll put him his misery
is World War One, cause this amounting to victory
And if bullets are the Factz (artifacts) then you about to be history
Smack is bald, Verb is vegan...and this camera is
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 like a call
Fuck your false flagging, handicapped, gang bangin' mother, cares if the Crip walk
Beasley called me for you, I said "Whats the point, I'll pass." Dish off more than 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
This punishment capitol, thought we was in North Dakota how the was saying, "Handle ya Biz Mark (Bismark)!"
But say he's 'Just A Friend', lets pretend, he a big boss
I'll tase you, till you start leakin' fluid pussy, ain't no beatin' charge (discharge)
Nevertheless, footage will show, I give that grim hoodie feel
Your is next...and the reaper (Reepah) done got booked for real
Beasley me to be a Hitman, so I took the deal
After I Showout with these punches, which Eric gon' foot the
Chill, nervous
He bit off more he can chew with my pen, I'ma mean lyricist
He just seem
Y'all em plates, well I'ma hook em up to IV since he feed into it
Emotional, cause if he start freestyle rebuttallin' and don't sense the crowd it
He'll prolly quit, like he did with Emine... my bad for it up, that was foul (Fowl) wasn't it?
Lay em out, then put hands and feet on em, 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 and he my son and 'Poppa's Gotta A Brand New Bag'
Okay, you let your let spray, I get it, cause some rifles gotta blade on it
But when a fan recite it, look stupid and get blamed for it
6 shooter, and bullet got ya name on it
Forensics find em with no ID, but it was you, cause the shells had DNA on it
you hit 18, we let you rock, we'd figure you would grow up with ya bars
But after 21 jack, all bets was off when you showed up on the
Roll up with ya squad, i want smoke, close but no cigar
You a wretch calling me a clown is a gag, if I'm it, why you throw up on the job
Smack, he tried to one upchuck, for extra life, but he seeing death
Be my guest, Disney bars, he was on this platform, fire 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 shook
You battled Nu Jeruz to Twork?
I'm tryna say shit to get a push
Go in the mirror, I want you to tell me how the dirt
And niggas want you to stop the Jerseys
right when we bout to see Surf cook
Lemme that line back in
Ray Lewis jersey, for 52 weeks you been raving (Raven) this rhyme action
I'm drunk, tryin' to him over a boat, telling the cops, "We just kayaking."
Wait... you was smoking puttin' this outfit on... it's high fashion
Who dressed Lemme guess...you
I can you did it, I would be helpful and help you with it
But....I really help you niglet
Plus I heard you had to get a fresh tooth? But it fell through didn't it?
You gon' talk about my bread too, Cortez crew ain't lend you digits
You on the menu I stepped cool in the venue
Crazy, with two straps over my shoulder a Bellevue visit
And I took off from the gate without a Jet-Blue
Now 'Back That Ass Up', I nice from the '99 to the 2000's as a Juvenile
Line it up here, straight ya eye, that's a uni-brow
You a clown, he wouldn't a round at a shoot-around
Put em down after I bow (BAOW), that's a Goonie
You belong in the Proving Grounds, 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 to ya mouth, upload, wave, then zip em up, he a computer music file
And I did it the MAC, so I'm sending him to the clouds
Lemme coach you for now, whatever movie crowd, this cast in
I'll gun butt em til his eye is Hubie Brown (hue be brown)
Or the nozzle in the space we see it's no tooth allowed
Bury him alive underground with no map, Smack, he gon' need a new canal
This
I get A. Ward to baptize ya
Or have tie ya to a Pathfinder and drive, you'll be a backslider
I'd rather let it sing till it hit you in ya soul a black choir
Quagmire, his cheek get
You getting cayenne cooked, like chef's in Thailand, my land hooks
President of my gang and we niggas, I am Bush (ambush)
Tell tramp, we amped, be gone
I'ma
JayBlac, I'ma him in half
No callin' him the Champ...peon (Champion)
1-0, nothin' 'bout debatable nigga
Wait 'til this next
Got crazier shit to say to you

2: DNA]
I was playin' possum, while you and your was poppin' shit about me on the blogs, tryin' to trick the media
I said, "Ain't none of about shit."
That go for everyone in Mause clique, I'm of seein' ya
All this, "He can't beat me the O-Red material."
That deceiving ya
I got bio first, just to get Factz on sight (site); Wikipedia
Ya name Mark Williams, you was born in 1982, that's why this is genius
Cause you 36, I'm 27 {gun and here's the .9 between us
Who you been sparrin' Chilla?
Well in this arena (Serena) you better your shit the meanest
Cause ten is (tennis) goin' to whoever give the assist (a sis') to
And Smack, don't [?] (Venus)
get it in
You had a trainer, but now a don is (Adonis) in Mickey Gym
Get in shape, the weights before I split ya chin
I'm a fool with the Taurus, hit a limb
So the judgement is bad for him, I'm a (simple ten)
The TEC louder, lead showers if you take Rain lightly, it's drizzlin'
And then I'll the rest a dent (resident) in any room that you sit us in (citizen)
What you thought? he was Crippin' in Cali that was a Nitty win?
Well I still had landin' (land and) overseas (over seas); amphibian
You can't be so as a ghostwriter 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) nigga playin'
The .50 'Outta Control' and when the guns out I be makin' a Massacre
So Marcus got a [?] oh clap a tre at this character
I seen you gon' do the angle
some of the fans gon' say, "You on one Factz."

Well I'll admit, I was 15 since I let a small one
But muscle memory cause soon as I lift the arm it'll all come back
Whatchu know about fightin' witcha pops cause he on ya mother?
Or givin' ya cousin a gun but havin' to take it because he tried to use it on his brother
See we wasn't Criminal Minded
But had to sleep with the ratchet cause we of losin' one another
KRS-One, By All Necessary, I kept the Uzi on the (under) cover
The Bronx keep it, Queens keep on fakin'- man that song, I hated it
But since you cut from cloth, I cut the fabric
And this for MC Shan, I brought a couple ratchets
As far as bullets, a ton will (tunnel) up his passage
So yeah 'The Is Over' but whoever's under passes (underpasses)
I'm gettin' busy, is loyal, she's stickin' wit' me
Razor, spectacular Bluestar; Ricky
Gun, I'm cozy wit' it, said the target was this nigga Nitty
So I started druggin' Rum, but somehow I slipped to
You like to do letter force and tell black people 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 with a .357 I can get I want
Who I'm battlin'? Mark? Mause? Or is it Renegade?
my target 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 (Em' 16) for 'Renegade'
And make me go to the car to (Carter) release it
your favorite battler
Put him an industry dude who they make the challenger
Then they let vultures in the culture, every they get paid they make a Massacre
But we in caliber
You keep from Mickey Mause to Mark, you the main ambassador
And the reason why the scene's fucked up, breakin' character
I'm really the shits
Y'all know a soft when you tell a nigga, 'Get a bitch"

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

2: Mickey Factz]
This battle was easy to tackle, fumbling, this real legit pummeling
You killed Superbad, word to my state ID, Mick lovin' (McLovin) it
Complete gritty, this geek sweet, y'all he would compete? Really?
Well I gave you the shot, and once it came outta st john, he died, Malik
120 battles, ya missin' tooth, how you on every year?
retarded faces
NWX
In fight with Chess, how you almost left in despair
Whatever else predictable, that people use against you, I won't mention it here
So everybody grab ya pumps, it's time for a breath of fresh air
I've known Clips before you, and he wasn't playing c-lo on the
Then he met you, and ended up broke, in the outta order
But ya brother tho
It's how you rep him
You go with him to roulettes, lose bets, he be too stressed and you don't painfully it?
Gamblin' ya friendship is criminal, and you in the betting (and abetting)
URL don't respect you, they dropped vs Chess, then Twork vs Suge
And before we ever see DNA vs Twork, we'll prolly see vs Goodz
It's December that battle still ain't dropped
Why you let 'em that?
And let this footage not come out, gon' be a real Infinity War Smack
And I ain't aiming for his head, I'm aiming for the shit that he threw, the (Thor ax)
back, cause you know everything I say all facts
But hang on scrap, you the real reason Head ICE on Smack
story short, my man called me and told me
"Yo, nigga ICE dissed his girl. Had the little nigga heated
Tried to poke ya chest out, but ya heart was and anemic
I mean, literally
And before the line dropped, my man said he saw ICE for a reason
I back like, "Wait a second, he wouldn't leave his crew. He had to get his front 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 almost got his cap
Uncle Ra got the child so."
You can bring up the shit about Budden, I don't avoid the truth
But when you alone and you see ICE, turn into the Boy That Cried, "WOLF!"
This nigga fake, I spit in ya ridiculous face
But I'ma sit and wait, real quiet, I don't
Trip em, soon as I spot him, lift the iron and is fate and
I'm standing over the body like I'm liftin' weights
Big
Cause you 'bout to say some dumb shit
"Bring ya back yard... cannonball
I and will (wheel) fire first... neanderthal
The tre young, and I'll put the to ya chest... Atlanta Hawks."
Stupid ass bars, punchlines that don't make and random bars
A of dumb shit, with your hands and all
And everybody gon' go crazy for that shit and
Meanwhile I'm breakin' DNA down better a scientist
Chin made of glass, still ain't got that frontal though, I
At you ain't get a Blue Tooth, but he on the jaw wire list
The lit, I'ma body ya, stenographer, I was hype typing this
Quiet down, cause you just wrote a of head scratchers; psoriasis
Violence, me and my pack pride in this, a lion since
This pussycat was in the jungle, that's the truth and I'm defining just where the lyin' (lion) is
Stomp him, till he the pain from the foot, no podiatrist
Snub nose, sinuses, let it spread
And if Big T jump in, silencers, now he no longer the
I'm wrecking his environment, they wanted me to shake the room now you up in an earthquake
He tried to size Mick' (seismic)
It ain't my fault lines been ground breaking in the place
Y'all let this herb say anything! To the point, he think believability matters
But that made him
now he don't even believe ability matters
Mick dapper, Y-3 from the fit to the
He'll (hill) rock 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 nothing bout that nigga
Wait the next round, got crazier shit to say to you nigga

[Round 3:
Soon as they said, "DNA vs Mickey" all the said, "This sound like a match."
I said no stoppin' me, King Of Comedy I get around (a round) with a MAC (Mack)
.380 squirtin', burpin', you get the pound on the back
And I switch grips, some big shit, switch grips, some big shit, I'm 'bout to go ballistic, let's get down to the Factz
You said why I'm always when I see you?
I said, "Clips, tell this to relax."
See Chucky (Chuck E) Cheesin' cause I'm finna a round to a rat
find out what's in store, when you're found on your back
.40, Menace II Society this a counter (counterattack)
I caught his moms before dinner, a family of three now
SM7, let's see what you can take from the (mil') like a Reed round
Dezi in the left, in the other hand like in the meanwhile
So this cat (Katt) Williams stand up or fiend down
Arms, both up "So what?"
Or your boss in-between the subs; cold cuts
The toast up, and I stuff
I'll have my man from behind (Heimlich), Maneuver or be choked up
You was born on 13th, your Zodiac's a cancer
And I ain't gon' about this for half 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 under pressure
And y'all better that
Talk about y'all the rulers of the
Well tell the (telescope) that
You who you are? The DJ Akademiks of battle rap
Cause you move a vulture
You got nothin' to do with this
But always try to tell us what to do the culture
And Daylyt's Tekashi, time I'm [?]
Cause there's a blog and you said he wasn't a until he met you
So what you him?
"Forget rhymes, change"?
Then you sides
Diss this Crip guys, like that don't coincide with the big 9 tre's
And if his Zodiac's a Cancer, then how you ever come at 69 sideways?
I you nigga, but this is how it has to be
In this culture, you could talk stats with me
I put a 150 in this shit, even did a match for
As far as the Madness 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 nigga that Harry to URL, you don't believe ask and see
Now think, "If DNA wasn't in this culture" where 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?
What? You got some advice Lupe? That was you good luck move?
Well I a good pump through
It hit floors, leavin' your men (mentor) with somethin' they can look up to
This is a test, we was actually convinced
you was top notch but then stock dropped, now you battlin' for rent
You and was in the same league but he was crashin' with the hits
But if you are what you say you are a you wouldn't have had us in suspense
Cause he took the you kicked, pushed and it's 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 ain't
I guess since he boo'd up he ain't wanna an L in May
Oh y'all ain't know? This nigga Mickey got a wife and her name is "Iesha"
nigga is married married
To the point where she be stressin' the money that he makin'
Like, "Baby this industry shit ain't gon' cut it. Go to battle rap
Fuck ya relations."
If she pregnant, I her coolin' at the 'Playground', you know, runnin' back and pacin'
Stomach shot 'Iesha' have Another Bad Creation
I heard she sick with somethin' though, at him tight, mean muggin'
It's Fibromyalgia but I confused it with arthritis when the heat dumpin'
And I that's a tender spot for what this joint (disjoint) this E's (disease) comin'
Like I'm reachin' for the [?] I need somethin'
While my trigger itchin' like a fiend comin'
I him at the crib, his knees bucklin'
And pile ten in like the D's comin'
Random Factz, these are facts
I was listenin' to your music and right before start
I see the cover to your Mause mixtape and I got a question
See there's been some things that I've been to say
Cause if y'all know his character on that mixtape was an 80's graffiti artist that died from AIDS
And I think he made a
on the tape he was cool with Jean Basquiat, Andy Warhol and Keith Haring
And y'all think they pavin' the way
But what y'all don't know is all 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 you die from AIDS and all them niggas-
You know 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 other alternative,
But see when you hate a nigga like this you gotta the opposition
So I started in my composition
And then when I got to the name Mickey Factz, contradiction
your first name's Mickey, which is a fictional character
But it becomes tricky
Cause your last Factz which means "real" but something about you is just iffy
That's why will have to listen cause his ass is trippin'
You better make up your nigga, which one is it?
or fiction?
I ain't to play
So don't get amped I'm still The Champ, might get belt
Suck my dick, fuck your bitch, fuck her
It's NWX we run shit, we the ones that's felt
And I don't wanna y'all say the culture robbing (Robin) Williams, he hung himself!
Round 3 it's gettin' hot in here, Smack 3 you know my slogan
(Get him the outta here!)
Hell no, he died get his the fuck in here
One industry nigga down get King Los the in here!

[Round 3: Factz]
Instead of taking this battle, you was better off hugging a Cactus
Going against a young Foley
You really good at rebuttaling Mr. Ed, that makes you a one trick pony
I don't mean to beat a horse, but your supporters think your rap pen dry
Your followers with you though, even when you don't got an electric line, its something ya fans let slide
And that's the main reason I'ma break DNA down to the last
In Park, mosquito's were covered in sap, and the blood they extract was to make dinosaurs
And to em back, they used a frog's DNA to fill in the gaps, and combined it all
That's why your a sap, cause the shit from people you extract, is to hide flaws
And that's the main reason you still got that gap, cause you need something to as yours
Example... we first seen you against Real Deal, in front of Nigel
He had the rightful rebuttal title, he towered over everybody and for you, was an eyeful (Eiffel)
Then you blew up after goin' off the top of mind
And taking from him, proved to us, why you so Hollow
in point
I've known you for years, you been dirty, way before
Then right before thirty, you got and started Wild N Out with the jersey's
Slow it down ma, look at how son dress, you took it
turned to a reporter once he had Con in the view (interview)
That makes you a replica, not authentic material, that's
All the way down to ya rhyme pattern, i the Clips in you
Chuckie put his on ya forehead, transferred his hood vibes
Then let his Child Play, after he him up to make him a good guy
Then you and K link, now you pacing and in every 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 wasn't you the bars it was Shine (Shyne)
And you got ya from Cortez, and never learned Spanish
Aww
I won't call you a Mexican or an essay 'Tez, that's Don
But keep em slang, behind the scenes for URL, Chico
That's people, that this nigga keep at bay planted
Without strands of DNA, we would've seen DNA stranded
Be blessed... and that movie you got extreme depth
Cause is money and even they knew you couldn't go more rounds with a T-Rex
I ain't condoning that, ex potato, so for (sofa) that, blaow!
A section will (sectional) out, like where you was dozin' at
Finish and keep running with it, you getting overlapped
Trumping him, easily too, so if you vote for
cold, *ch ch* so I'ma give everybody on the poll a (polar) cap
He's still underground? From the first round? Root
Lemme the puzzle
It's a motive, clip with a muzzle
Infrared so when he poke his head out, see the light at the end of the tunnel
But brave, handle hot, it need shade
Blazing, D. Wade appreciating the fans, the wave
You what? Man I'm suited up like I'm cool with Lux
Mook up?
You had a chopper with 32 passengers you tuck
Cool, I got the same passengers but my is a moving bus
So when it transfer over, i make a move and bust!
You duck
Prey on him with the piece at his temple, a Buddhist monk
him a clip with my thumbs up, I'ma movie buff
Cause when you hold a gun properly Eric your two are usually up
Where ya hoe? Hit her heart, get his love struck, but what Cupid wants, stupid cunt
That's what you get caping for the super
And since she ya heroine, I'm aimin' high and she gettin' drug down I stopped shootin' up
Take it in vein, a blade and while you slicin' ya little wrist
And feelin' a sick, lets get into this Yung Ill shit
For , you called me your enemy
recklessly
Whats the science Cause We never had good chemistry
You had this tendency, of lashing out, well keep that energy
I could 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 all the random spit that came out of Leon Spinks mouth, you never told me what you'd say to him
Yung Ill said, it was someone in crew, you disregarded that
You did interviews and dropped diss tracks, I got a rat
For all of that? Me telling Ill? You I started that?
When he made blogs sayin' I diss
Rich beat him...you think I wanted that?
Look no punchline, know all the facts and all the
I told Verb, you wanted me in the front, here's the awkward
told Ill what I said, and Ill responded back
"I know what he gonna do already, cause someone else informed me that."
For years, I was the one said the snitching was dealt
But I been knew who told...and guess I kept that shit to my self
Took the blame, even took the fall, and never once for a "Sorry."
And still, I will not say who Yung Ill

Verb]
But I will...it was

Factz]
And I still haven't "it was Ill" and that's actually a fact
But when you think it, Lux friend's father, Cortez at his house
He let the Spanish rat
How you think we found out you on the couch?
That nigga a chatty little rat
Now that's a real four bar setup, and I know it don't make sense, but neither does of all ya raps
And since you love clappin' machetes it only makes sense a Clips you in the back!