Luyện nghe bài hát DNA vs. Mickey Factz

[Round 1:
Said there's to escape now bitch
Soon as they said we was gonna do this on Volume 3 started havin' panic attacks
And I just feel like I got
Now he havin' cold sweats, his 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 rode in with the cheese, it got Mause (mouse) trapped
You 'bout to tell us you not the snitch but who's the snitch
That's snitchin', that doesn't sound tough
Cause real niggas in the buildin' know, when you get charged with somethin' you supposed to 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 time I asked to battle he would say Yung Ill washed me
Like you wasn't the that tried to plot on my round
So just Joe on live chat you tried to cover it with Ice pack for this not (knot) to go down
But now we
Cool and I got the witness
And now ya lives endin' for tryin' to in (Budden) to Disney business
too late to revoke, I got nothin' but hate for this vulture
And the beam on the of Mause (mouse) gonna change the state of the culture
Picture his childhood, blocks
Hustlers coke and dope
And there go little Mark
at the Stop Snitchin' poster slow
You wasn't to say jack but the more he aged he forgot how it's supposed to go
What I'm to say is
Before mine (Montel) Williams they'll let the host a (holster) show

The come 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 the Accord to make you act accordingly
his parents, "Wait 'til 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 ain't no secret, they let you lease it
Well I'm done this bitch
And since you own the Car, Factz (Carfax), well I ain't get the run down on a whip
Damn homie, when you was on that cover you was the man homie
What the fuck happened to
See it takes rounds to break down why we ain't seen nigga from 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 is you couldn't Show & Prove
We all you mixtapes, but in battle rap you a rookie
And I got respect for suckers
New Nah, I just give his class an old .9 ('09), I got this Freshman covered
Your currency (Curren$y) was low, cause Corey had a mili and you wanted a piece of
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 know all this the truth, pay attention while I'm speakin' Factz
Factz, ya industry career, all dreams
Factz, you made a song that your bank account had 414
Factz, I know you wish you could've saw green
And now it's turn to pass, but it ain't magic when many ring
And then my crew all bang, and it's New York slang
I'm "facts" after everything
You made a mistake Danja, don't let them bloggers hype ya skills
And now you tryin' to make a come off your last error (era)
You spent too much with Millz
You wanna fight? on me? Oh you gon' die for real
But before he can die dropped him like when he signed the deal
one murder case, all it takes to shine the kill
That means I make my blood circulate and let the peel
They tryin' to force the truth me about what happened to his body
Cause when they find it, ill, cause the only thing they was Factz' remains, and he's lying, still
The only seen half of the like they ain't get it all it together
the Fact, the culture gon' be mourning forever
Matter of fact, I shoot out the brain matter of
And now we Factz I think I got my story together
You went King Of The Dot to URL
Beasley told me you would your plan of attack
So of you gonna try to get Gully with Eric
But it's just not Organik to
Everybody say "Mickey's too lyrical" but this room is evidence that I'm that
Cause their whole changed once DNA tampered with Factz
You see if It's Dark And Hell Is Hot when you sittin' in the morgue
Aye, they me 'How 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 this nigga from the X get?
Soon as I hear, "It's me, 'Mickey'" at the
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 these bullets are the (artifacts) then you about to be history
Smack is bald, Verb is vegan...and camera is black
And if y'all was confused what I was I just gave y'all an example of facts

1: Mickey Factz]
You been saying my name for 7 years, and got ignored a bitch call
your false 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 than Paul
I'm surprised you made it this far, since you and K Shine a Zip car
He gon' have a bunch of name flips y'all, but I ain't off
punishment capitol, thought we was in North Dakota how the fans was saying, "Handle ya Biz Mark (Bismark)!"
But don't say he's 'Just A Friend', lets pretend, he a big
tase you, till you start leakin' fluid pussy, ain't no beatin' this charge (discharge)
Nevertheless, this footage will show, I that grim hoodie feel
Ascension 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 than he can chew with my pen, I'ma lyricist
He just intricate
Y'all give em plates, well I'ma hook em up to IV he feed into it
Emotional, cause if he freestyle rebuttallin' and don't sense the crowd loving it
He'll prolly quit, like he did with Emine... my bad for bringing it up, was foul (Fowl) wasn't it?
Lay em out, then put hands and on em, fuck a massage room
Beasley said you for Eric B? Long as I'm Paid In Full, I'ma 'Pump Up The Volume'
Then he said, "Wait, you Daylyt so over there, so over here you can't 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 bullet got ya name on it
Forensics find em with no ID, but knew it was you, the shells had DNA on it
When you hit 18, we let you rock, we'd figure you grow up with ya bars
But after 21 jack, all bets was off when you up on the card
Roll up ya squad, i want smoke, came close but no cigar
You a calling me a clown is a gag, well if I'm it, why you throw 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 his face, give this Beast respect
word good, I emerge to purge, I got your nerves shook
You battled Nu Jeruz to Twork?
I'm say shit to get a Twork push
Go in the mirror, I want you to me how the dirt look
And niggas want you to stop with the
right when we bout to see Surf cook
Lemme bring that back in
Ray Lewis jersey, for 52 you been raving (Raven) 'bout this rhyme action
I'm drunk, tryin' to throw him a boat, telling the cops, "We just kayaking."
Wait... you was smoking this outfit on... thinking it's high fashion
Who dressed you? guess...you
I can tell you did it, I be helpful and help you with it
But....I really help you niglet
I heard you had plans to get a fresh tooth? But it fell through didn't it?
You gon' talk about my too, like Cortez crew ain't lend you digits
You on the I stepped cool in the venue clicking
Crazy, with two straps over my shoulder like a Bellevue
And I took off from the gate without a ticket
Now 'Back That Ass Up', I nice from the '99 to the 2000's as a Juvenile
Line it up here, straight over ya eye, that's a
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 Cass' trait, we all the style
Who could (hookah) lounge, I'm smoking in the spot?
Put the to ya mouth, upload, wave, then zip em up, he a computer music file
And I did it with the MAC, so I'm sending him to the
Lemme coach you for now, whatever movie crowd, this broad in
I'll gun butt em til his eye is like Hubie (hue be brown)
Or the nozzle in the space we see it's no tooth allowed
Bury him alive underground no map, Smack, he gon' need a new route canal
This
I should get A. Ward to ya
Or Saga tie ya to a Pathfinder and drive, you'll be a backslider
I'd rather let it sing it hit you in ya soul like a black 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 split him in
No callin' him the Champ...peon (Champion)
1-0, nothin' 'bout debatable nigga
Wait this next round
Got shit to say to you nigga

2: DNA]
I was playin' possum, while you and your niggas was poppin' shit about me on the blogs, to trick the media
I said, "Ain't none of y'all shit."
That go for everyone in clique, I'm sick of seein' ya
All this, "He can't beat me the O-Red material."
That shit ya
Cause I got bio first, to get Factz on sight (site); Wikipedia
Ya name Mark Williams, you was in 1982, that's why this line is genius
you 36, I'm 27 {gun clicks} and here's the .9 between us
Who you been sparrin' Chilla?
Well in this arena (Serena) you better hope shit the meanest
Cause ten is (tennis) goin' to whoever give the (a sis') to Williams
And Smack, make [?] (Venus)
get it in
You had a trainer, but now a don is (Adonis) in Mickey Gym
Get in shape, lift the weights before I split ya
I'm a fool the Taurus, might hit a limb
So the is bad for him, I'm a simpleton (simple ten)
The TEC louder, it's lead showers if you take Rain lightly, drizzlin'
And then I'll give the 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 shit (land and) overseas (over seas); amphibian
You can't be so fire as a ghostwriter if you gotta say it
You a known
You mean to tell me you put hits on all these other niggas albums while stay on the shelf?
that's 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 Marcus got a [?] oh I'ma a tre at this character
I you gon' do the believably angle
some of the fans gon' say, "You on one Factz."

Well I'll admit, I was 15 I let a small one clap
But it's muscle memory cause as I lift the arm it'll all come back
Whatchu know about fightin' witcha pops cause he abusin' on ya
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 Means Necessary, I kept the Uzi on the (under)
The Bronx keep creatin' it, 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 a couple ratchets
As far as bullets, a ton will (tunnel) up his passage
So yeah Bridge Is Over' but whoever's under passes (underpasses)
I'm busy, Nina is loyal, she's stickin' wit' me
Razor, spectacular Bluestar; Pretty
Gun, I'm cozy it, Twork said the target was this nigga Nitty
So I started druggin' Rum, but somehow I slipped to
You to do letter force and tell black people about their credit scores
Like, "You'll be left in a
If you got 720 or better you'll be dead in a month."
Well that's a lie with a .357 I can get whatever I want
Who I'm battlin'? Mickey? Mark? Mause? Or is it
That's my target I it
Mickey a bitch, Marcus- man 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 make me go to the car to (Carter) release it
your favorite battler
Put him against an dude who they make the challenger
Then they let in the culture, every time they get paid they make a Massacre
But we outweigh in
You keep from Mickey Mause to Mark, you the main ambassador
And the reason why the scene's fucked up, stop character
I'm wit' the shits
Y'all know a nigga's soft you tell a nigga, 'Get a bitch"

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

[Round 2: Factz]
This battle was to tackle, quit fumbling, this real legit pummeling
You getting killed Superbad, to my state ID, Mick lovin' (McLovin) it
Complete gritty, this geek sweet, y'all thought he would compete?
Well I gave you the shot, and once it came outta st john, he died, Sealy
120 battles, ya missin' tooth, how you on ESPN every
Your faces
NWX
In K-Shine's fight with Chess, how you almost left in
else that's predictable, that people use against you, I won't mention it here
So everybody ya asthma pumps, it's time for a breath of fresh air
I've known Clips before you, and he wasn't playing on the corner
Then he met you, and up broke, in the casino outta order
But that's ya tho
It's how you rep him
You go with him to roulettes, lose bets, he be too stressed and you don't regret it?
Gamblin' ya friendship is criminal, and you in the betting (and abetting)
URL don't respect you, dropped Twork vs Chess, then Twork vs Suge
And we ever see DNA vs Twork, we'll prolly see Twork vs Goodz
It's December 15th that battle still dropped
Why you let 'em that?
And let footage not come out, it's gon' be a real 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 everything I say all facts
But hang on scrap, you the reason Head ICE ain't on Smack
Long short, my man called me and told me
"Yo, this nigga ICE dissed his girl. Had the little heated
Tried to poke ya chest out, but ya heart was and anemic
I mean, freezing
And before the line dropped, my man he saw ICE fishin' 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, time it was only 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 you alone and you see ICE, nigga turn into the Boy That Cried, "WOLF!"
This fake, I should spit in ya ridiculous face
But I'ma sit and wait, real quiet, I don't
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
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 bird to ya chest... 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 for that shit and applaud
Meanwhile I'm breakin' DNA better than a scientist
Chin made of glass, still ain't got that though, I admit
At least you get a Blue Tooth, but he on the jaw wire list
The fire lit, I'ma ya, stenographer, I was hype typing this
Quiet down, cause you just wrote a round of scratchers; psoriasis
Violence, me and my pack pride in this, a lion since
This pussycat was never in the jungle, that's the truth and I'm defining just where the (lion) is
Stomp him, till he the pain from the foot, no podiatrist
nose, sinuses, let it spread viruses
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 caught up in an
He tried to size (seismic) wave
It ain't my lines been ground breaking in the first place
let this herb say anything! To the point, he don't think believability matters
But that him wacker
now he don't even believe ability matters
Mick dapper, Y-3 from the fit to the
He'll (hill) rock gear amounting (a mountain) to nothing, the cliffhanger, he say the shit is to steep
Big dagger at this inconsiderate cheek
Then blade in his mouth, lets see if he can by the skin of his teeth
2-0 ain't nothing that debatable nigga
Wait 'til the next round, got shit to say to you nigga

3: DNA]
Soon as said, "DNA vs Mickey" all the bloggers said, "This sound like a match."
I said it's no stoppin' me, King Of I get around (a round) with a MAC (Mack)
.380 squirtin', baby burpin', you get the 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 why I'm always grinnin' when I see you?
I said, "Clips, this clown to relax."
See Chucky (Chuck E) Cheesin' cause I'm finna give a to a rat
You'll find out what's in store, when you're found on back
.40, Menace II Society a counter attack (counterattack)
I caught his before dinner, it's a family of three now
SM7, let's see you can take from the meal (mil') like a Reed round
Dezi in the left, in the other hand like in the meanwhile
So cat (Katt) Williams better stand up or fiend down
Arms, up like "So what?"
Or your boss head the subs; cold cuts
The toast up, and I know
have my man from behind lick (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 shell see why this crab get the
You want war, the signs show, you crack under pressure
And y'all better that
Talk about y'all the of the moon
Well tell the (telescope) that
You know who you The DJ Akademiks of battle rap
you move like a vulture
You got to do with this culture
But always try to tell us what to do with the
And Daylyt's Tekashi, this I'm [?]
Cause there's a blog and you said he a troll until he met you
So what you him?
"Forget rhymes, change"?
Then you sides
Diss this Crip guys, like that don't coincide the big time 9 tre's
And if his a Cancer, then how could you ever come at 69 sideways?
I you nigga, but this is how it has to be
In culture, you could never talk stats with me
I put a 150 in this shit, did a match for free
As far as the Summer 2 sponsor, that was me
Nikiya with King Of The Dot, that's attached to me
So when a make profits, I should get the tax with fees
I'm the nigga that brought Harry to URL, you 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 been on the sideline, sad to see
So how the fuck is the nigga opinionated talkin' Factz me?
What? You got some advice from That was you good luck move?
Well I a good pump through
It hit floors, leavin' your men tore (mentor) with somethin' they can up to
This rappin' is a test, we was convinced
That you was top notch but stock dropped, now you battlin' for rent
You and Lupe was in the same league but he was crashin' the hits
But if you are you say you are a 'Superstar' 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 prolongin' ass whoopin'
And everywhere, I could've did this in the spring you the December date
But I trippin'
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"
This nigga is married
To the point where she be stressin' about the money that he
Like, "Baby this industry 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' have Another Bad Creation
I heard she sick with somethin' though, look at him tight, muggin'
called Fibromyalgia but I confused it with arthritis when the heat dumpin'
And I know that's a tender spot for what this (disjoint) this E's (disease) comin'
Like I'm reachin' for the [?] like I somethin'
While my trigger finger itchin' like a fiend
I him at the crib, his knees bucklin'
And then ten in like the D's comin'
Random Factz, these are facts
I was listenin' to your and right before pressin' start
I see the cover to your Mause and I got a question Mark
See there's some things that I've been waitin' to say
Cause if y'all don't know his character on that mixtape was an 80's artist 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 know is all three of painters were gay
Now I'm not you gay
But I'm you gay
If was football rules you'll be under review, changin' the play
So if at the end of the tape you die from AIDS and all them
You know what? You was just concerned with the
What? You get a gay fan base you'll be on to some
You're delusional, and so far reality
But I guess you had no other alternative,
But see when you hate a nigga like this you gotta study the
So I writin' in my composition
And then when I got to the name Mickey Factz, contradiction
Cause your first name's Mickey, 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 y'all will have to listen his ass is trippin'
You make up your mind nigga, which one is it?
or fiction?
I come to play
So don't get I'm still The Champ, might get another belt
Suck my dick, fuck bitch, fuck her health
It's NWX we run this shit, we the that's felt
And I don't wanna hear say the culture robbing (Robin) Williams, he hung himself!
Round 3 it's gettin' hot in here, Volume 3 you know my slogan
(Get him the fuck here!)
Hell no, he died get his ghost the in here
One industry nigga down get Los the fuck in here!

[Round 3: Mickey
Instead of taking this battle, you was off hugging a Cactus Jack
Going against a young Mick
You only really good at rebuttaling Mr. Ed, that you a one trick pony
I don't mean to beat a horse, but your supporters think your 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 break DNA down to the enzyme
In Park, mosquito's were covered in sap, and the blood they extract was to make dinosaurs
And to bring em back, they used a DNA to fill in the gaps, and combined it all
That's why a sap, cause the shit from people you extract, is to hide your flaws
And that's the main reason you still got gap, cause you need something to identify as yours
Example... we first seen you freestyle against Real Deal, in front of
He had the rightful title, he towered over everybody and for you, that was an eyeful (Eiffel)
Then you blew up after off the top of your mind
And from him, proved to us, why you so Hollow inside
Case in
I've known you for years, you been dirty, way before
Then before thirty, you got Conceited and started Wild N Out with the jersey's
Slow it down ma, at how son dress, you took it literal
Then turned to a reporter once he had Con in the (interview)
makes you a replica, not authentic material, that's conditional
All the way down to ya rhyme pattern, i the Clips in you
put his hand on ya forehead, transferred his hood vibes
Then let his Child Play, after he dolled him up to him a good guy
Then you and K link, now you and punching in every line
Why Flex, you want the credit,
But why would I credit you for sending shots? Did he (Diddy) make up the Never mind
It you behind the bars it was Shine (Shyne)
And you got ya from Cortez, and never learned Spanish
Aww
I call you a Mexican or an essay 'Tez, that's Don Marino
But keep giving em slang, behind the for URL, Chico
That's five people, that this nigga at bay planted
Without their of DNA, we would've seen DNA stranded
Be blessed... and that movie you referenced got depth
Cause time is money and even knew you couldn't go more rounds with a T-Rex
I condoning that, ex couch potato, so for (sofa) that, blaow!
A will (sectional) come out, like where you was dozin' at
Finish lines and running with it, you getting overlapped
Trumping him, easily too, so if you vote for
That's cold, *ch ch* so I'ma give everybody on the a (polar) cap
He's still underground? From the first round? Root
finish 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. appreciating the fans, the Heat wave
You doing what? Man I'm suited up like I'm cool Lux
Mook up?
You had a chopper with 32 passengers you tuck
Cool, I got the same passengers but my shit is a bus
So when it over, i just make a move and bust!
You duck
Prey on him the piece at his temple, that's a Buddhist monk
him a clip with my thumbs up, I'ma movie buff
Cause when you hold a gun properly Eric 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 caping for the super
And since she ya heroine, I'm aimin' and she gettin' drug down after I stopped shootin' up
Take it in vein, with a blade and you slicin' ya little wrist
And feelin' a lil' sick, lets get this Yung Ill shit
For years , you me your enemy
Real
Whats the science DNA? We never had good chemistry
You had this tendency, of out, well keep that same energy
Cause I use a tool bar for ya mind, but I'd rather refresh ya memory
Magic vs QP, you came up to me with dysfunctional smile
And said "I'ma do something crazy! I you in front of the crowd!
Yung Ill getting 3-0'd, do something great to him."
And with all the random spit that came out of Leon Spinks mouth, you told me what you'd say to him
Yung Ill said, it was someone in your crew, you disregarded
You did interviews and dropped diss tracks, I got a rat
For all of that? Me telling Ill? You think I started
When he made blogs sayin' I him?
Cause Rich beat him...you think I that?
Look no punchline, know all the facts and all the
I told Verb, you wanted me in the front, the awkward catch
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 what I that shit to my self
Took the blame, even took the fall, and never asked for a "Sorry."
And still, I will not say who told Ill

[Aye
But I will...it was

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