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 this on Volume 3 started havin' panic attacks
And I just feel like I got
Now he cold sweats, his walls closin' in cause he can't get a top opponent
So make my foe be a (phobia) bitch in this small room, now he claustrophobic
I'm that
They I'ma lead, to URL I'm the house cat
And the moment Smack in with the cheese, it got Mause (mouse) trapped
You 'bout to tell us that you not the snitch but who's the
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 your shut
Now y'all ain't remember when Raekwon snuffed Joe and he almost dropped to the ground
that pertains to our situation and y'all gotta know now
Cause every I asked to battle he would 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 with Ice pack for not (knot) to go down
But now we
Cool and I got the witness
And now ya lives endin' for tryin' to butt in (Budden) to Disney
too late to revoke, I got nothin' but hate for this vulture
And the beam on the side of Mause (mouse) gonna change the state of the
Picture his childhood, blocks
Hustlers sellin' coke and
And there go Mark Williams
Starin' at the Stop Snitchin' poster
You wasn't supposed to say jack but the more he aged he forgot how supposed to go
What I'm to say is
Before tell (Montel) Williams they'll let the host a (holster) show

The cameras come on, all his friends like, "I remember when Factz me."
His baby like, "Baby go for a walk."
You like, "Hmph. insulting me."
So they away the Accord to make you act accordingly
Told his parents, "Wait you see our V."
I'm like, "He embellish it."
But once you let your bills pile it (Pilot) only one eye to see (Odyssey) that you outta your Element
It ain't no secret, they let you lease it
Well I'm done clowin' this
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 that Freshman 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 & Prove
We all seen you mixtapes, but in rap you a rookie
And I don't got for suckers
New Glock? Nah, I just 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 Hood 'Hustle just to see a plaque
And you know all this shit the truth, pay while I'm speakin' Factz
Factz, ya industry career, all lost
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 ain't magic many ring
And then my all bang, and then it's New York slang
I'm "facts" after everything
You made a mistake with Danja, don't let them bloggers ya skills
And now you tryin' to make a come back off your error (era)
You spent too time with Millz
You wanna fight? Swing on me? Oh you gon' die for
But before he can die Jive dropped him like when he the deal
It's one murder case, all it to shine the kill
That means I make my blood and let the iron peel
They tryin' to force the truth about me about happened to his body
Cause when find it, ill, cause the only thing they seen was Factz' remains, and he's lying, still
The only seen half of the Factz like they ain't get it all it
After the Fact, the culture be mourning forever
Matter of fact, I shoot out the brain of Factz
And now we gatherin' Factz I think I got my together
You went from Of The Dot to URL
Beasley told me you would switch your plan of
So of course you gonna try to get with Eric
But it's just not to Smack
Everybody say "Mickey's too lyrical" but this room is that I'm damagin' that
Cause whole case changed once DNA tampered with Factz
You gon' see if It's And Hell Is Hot when you sittin' in the morgue
Aye, they asked me 'How Goin' Down', now you know, I'm grippin' on a .4
See these 'Niggas Done Started Something' they picked me for this war
Now see what this nigga from the X
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
This is World War One, cause this amounting to
And if these bullets are the Factz (artifacts) you about to be history
is bald, Verb is vegan...and this camera is black
And if y'all was what I was doin' I just gave y'all an example of facts

[Round 1: Factz]
You been saying my for 7 years, and got ignored like a bitch call
Fuck false flagging, handicapped, gang bangin' mother, nobody cares if the Crip walk
called me for you, I said "Whats the point, I'll pass." Dish off more than Chris Paul
I'm surprised you it this far, since you and K Shine share a Zip car
He have a bunch of name flips y'all, but I ain't pissed off
This punishment capitol, thought we was in Dakota how the fans was saying, "Handle ya Biz Mark (Bismark)!"
But don't say he's 'Just A Friend', pretend, he a big boss
I'll tase you, till you start leakin' fluid pussy, no beatin' this charge (discharge)
Nevertheless, this footage will show, I give grim hoodie feel
Your Ascension is next...and the reaper (Reepah) done got booked for
paid me to be a Hitman, so I took the deal
After I Showout with these punches, which Eric gon' the bill?
Chill, nervous
He bit off more than he can with my pen, I'ma mean lyricist
He seem intricate
Y'all give em plates, 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 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 bodied Daylyt so over there, so over here you do bad."
Well shit, I'm Brown 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 knew it was you, 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 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 seeing
Be my guest, Disney bars, he was gassed on this platform, fire from my hands heat ya head
This rose to clock his face, give this Beast respect
Every word good, I to purge, I got your nerves shook
You battled Nu Jeruz to Twork?
I'm tryna say to get a Twork push
Go in the mirror, I want you to tell me how the look
And niggas want you to stop the Jerseys
Like right when we bout to see Surf
Lemme that line back in
Ray Lewis jersey, for 52 you been raving (Raven) 'bout this rhyme action
I'm drunk, to throw him over a boat, telling the cops, "We just kayaking."
Wait... you was smoking puttin' this outfit on... thinking it's high
Who you? Lemme guess...you
I can tell you did it, I be helpful and help you with it
But....I can't help you niglet
Plus I heard you had to get a fresh tooth? But it fell through didn't it?
You gon' about my bread too, like Cortez crew ain't lend you digits
You on the menu I stepped in the venue 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 the '99 to the 2000's as a Juvenile
it up here, straight over ya eye, that's a uni-brow
You a clown, he wouldn't shoot a at a shoot-around
Put em after I bow (BAOW), that's a Goonie round
You belong in the Proving Grounds, Barry Reese should be super
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 hose to ya mouth, upload, wave, then zip em up, he a computer music
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 em til his eye is like Hubie Brown (hue be brown)
Or the nozzle in the space where we see no tooth allowed
Bury him alive underground with no map, Smack, he gon' a new route canal
biblical
I should get A. to baptize ya
Or have Saga tie ya to a and drive, you'll be a backslider
I'd rather let it sing till it hit you in ya like a black choir
Quagmire, his get swole
You getting cayenne cooked, like chef's in Thailand, my land hooks
President of my gang and we jump niggas, I am (ambush)
this tramp, we amped, be gone
I'ma
JayBlac, I'ma split him in
No more him the Champ...peon (Champion)
1-0, nothin' that debatable nigga
Wait 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 the media
I said, "Ain't of y'all about shit."
That go for in Mause clique, I'm sick of seein' ya
All this, "He can't beat me with the material."
That shit ya
Cause I got bio first, just to get Factz on sight (site);
Ya name Mark Williams, you was born in 1982, that's why this is genius
Cause you 36, I'm 27 {gun clicks} and here's the .9 us
Who you been sparrin' 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, make [?] (Venus)
get it in
You had a Rocky trainer, but now a don is (Adonis) in Gym
Get in shape, lift the weights I split ya chin
I'm a with 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 rest a dent (resident) in any that you sit us in (citizen)
What you thought? Cause he was Crippin' in that was a Nitty win?
Well I still had shit landin' (land and) (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 albums while yours stay on the shelf?
Well that's the shit we not
Get Rich Or Die
Oh it a Curtis (occur this) nigga playin' himself
The .50 'Outta Control' and the guns 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 angle
Cause of the fans gon' say, "You on one Factz."

Well I'll admit, I was 15 since I let a one clap
But it's muscle memory cause soon as I the arm it'll all come back
Whatchu know about witcha pops cause he abusin' on ya mother?
Or givin' ya cousin a gun but havin' to it back because he tried to use it on his brother
See we wasn't always Minded
But had to sleep with the ratchet we scared of losin' one another
KRS-One, By All Necessary, I kept the Uzi on the (under) cover
The Bronx keep creatin' it, keep on fakin'- man that song, I hated it
But you cut from that cloth, I cut the fabric
And this revenge for MC Shan, I brought a couple
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 Pretty Ricky
Gun, I'm cozy wit' it, Twork the target was this nigga Nitty
So I druggin' Rum, but somehow I slipped to Mickey
You like to do force and tell black people about their credit scores
Like, "You'll be left in a
If you don't got 720 or better you'll be in a month."
Well that's a lie cause with a .357 I can get whatever I
Who I'm battlin'? Mickey? Mark? Mause? Or is it
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 make me go to the car to (Carter) release it
Take favorite battler
Put him against an industry dude who they make the
Then they let vultures in the culture, every time they get paid make a Massacre
But we in caliber
You keep switchin' from Mickey to Mark, you the main ambassador
And the reason why the scene's fucked up, stop character
I'm really wit' the
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 tryin' to act up on
But we all Mark 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 this land (landmark); The Statue Of Liberty
I'm pissed, then I hit up Rain, grabbed the four fifth
And he it by the foot Mark, all they seen is my dawg prints
start with Mark
You never made a mark to
Like did nothin' remarkable, that's why you can't Mark
They not impressed Mark, so they Mark
Cause they never like Mark at
And now he's dead, and it's like Ted the bear will be to Marky Mark
If y'all wanna see me give Mickey D's then y'all should leave 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 flurries (McFlurries) 'til the machine down

2: Mickey Factz]
This battle was to tackle, quit fumbling, this real legit pummeling
You killed Superbad, word to my state ID, Mick lovin' (McLovin) it
Complete gritty, geek sweet, y'all thought he would compete? Really?
Well I gave you the shot, and once it outta st john, he died, Malik Sealy
120 battles, ya tooth, how you on ESPN every year?
retarded faces
NWX
In fight with Chess, how you almost left in despair
Whatever that's predictable, that people use against you, I won't mention it here
So grab ya asthma pumps, it's time for a breath of fresh air
I've Clips before you, and he wasn't playing c-lo on the corner
Then he met you, and ended up broke, in the casino order
But that's ya tho
crazy how you rep him
You go with him to roulettes, lose bets, he be too and you don't painfully regret it?
Gamblin' ya friendship is criminal, and you in the betting (and abetting)
URL respect you, they dropped Twork vs Chess, then Twork vs Suge
And before we ever see DNA vs Twork, we'll prolly see Twork vs
It's December 15th that battle still dropped
Why you let 'em that?
And let this footage not come out, it's gon' be a real Infinity War
And I ain't aiming for his head, I'm aiming for the that he threw, the thorax (Thor ax)
Fall back, cause you know I say all facts
But hang on scrap, you the reason Head ICE ain't on Smack
Long story short, my man 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, freezing
And before the line dropped, my man said he saw ICE 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 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 got his cap twisted
Ra got the child proof so."
You can bring up the shit about Budden, I avoid the wild truth
But when you alone and you see ICE, nigga turn into the Boy Cried, "WOLF!"
This nigga fake, I should spit in ya 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 shit like
"Bring water ya yard... cannonball
I draw and (wheel) fire first... neanderthal
The tre young, and I'll put the to ya chest... Atlanta Hawks."
Stupid ass bars, punchlines that make sense 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 better than a scientist
Chin made of glass, ain't got that frontal though, I admit
At least you 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 round of head scratchers;
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 just where the lyin' (lion) is
Stomp him, till he feel the pain from the foot, no
nose, sinuses, let it spread viruses
And if Big T jump in, silencers, now he no the quietest
I'm wrecking his environment, they wanted me to shake the now you caught up in an earthquake
He to size Mick' (seismic) wave
It my fault lines been 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 even believe matters
dapper, Y-3 from the fit to the sneaks
He'll (hill) 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 blade in his mouth, lets see if he can escape by the of his teeth
2-0 nothing bout that debatable nigga
'til the next round, got crazier shit to say to you nigga

[Round 3:
Soon as they said, "DNA vs Mickey" all the bloggers said, "This like a match."
I said it's no stoppin' me, King Of Comedy I get (a round) with a MAC (Mack)
.380 squirtin', burpin', you get the pound on the back
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, tell clown to relax."
See Chucky (Chuck E) cause I'm finna give a round to a rat
You'll 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, it's a family of now
SM7, let's see what you can take from the meal (mil') a Reed round
Dezi in the left, somethin' in the hand like in the meanwhile
So this cat (Katt) Williams better up or fiend down
Arms, both up "So what?"
Or your boss head the subs; cold cuts
The toast up, and I stuff
I'll my man from behind lick (Heimlich), Maneuver or be choked up
You was born on July 13th, Zodiac's a cancer
And I ain't gon' talk 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 show, you crack under pressure
And y'all better know
Talk about the rulers of the moon
Well the scope (telescope) that
You know who you are? The DJ Akademiks of rap
Cause you like a vulture
You got nothin' to do this culture
But always try to us what 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"?
you switched sides
Diss this Crip guys, like that don't coincide with the big time 9
And if his Zodiac's a Cancer, then how could you ever come at 69
I hate you nigga, but is how it has to be
In this culture, you could never stats with me
I put a 150 in this shit, did a match for free
As far as the Madness 2 sponsor, that was me
Nikiya workin' King Of The Dot, that's attached to me
So when a Massacre make profits, I 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" 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?
What? You got some advice from That was you good luck move?
Well I brought a pump through
It hit floors, leavin' your men tore (mentor) with somethin' can look up to
rappin' is a test, we was actually convinced
That you was top but then stock dropped, now you battlin' for rent
You and Lupe was in the same 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 the style you kicked, pushed and it's been a Fiasco ever since
You prolongin' this ass whoopin'
And everywhere, I could've did this in the spring you the December date
But I trippin'
I guess since he up he ain't wanna take an L in May
Oh y'all know? This nigga Mickey Factz got a wife and her name is "Iesha"
This nigga is married
To the point where she be about 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 catch her coolin' at the 'Playground', you know, back and pacin'
shot 'Iesha' won't have Another Bad Creation
I heard she with somethin' though, look at him tight, mean muggin'
It's called Fibromyalgia but I it with arthritis when the heat dumpin'
And I know a tender spot for what this joint (disjoint) this E's (disease) comin'
I'm reachin' for the [?] like I need somethin'
While my trigger finger itchin' like a fiend
I catch him at the crib, his knees
And then pile ten in like the D's
Random Factz, are random facts
I was listenin' to your music and before pressin' start
I see the cover to Mause mixtape and I got a question Mark
See been some things that I've been waitin' to say
Cause if y'all don't his character on that mixtape was an 80's graffiti artist that died from AIDS
And I think he made a
Cause on the tape he was cool with Jean Basquiat, Andy Warhol and Keith
And y'all think they pavin' the way
But what y'all don't know is all three of them 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 and all them niggas-
You know You was just concerned with the raps
What? You get a gay fan you'll be on to some plaques?
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, ding:
Cause first name's Mickey, which is a fictional character
But it becomes tricky
Cause your last name's Factz which means "real" but something about you is just
That's why y'all have to listen cause his ass is trippin'
You better 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 your bitch, her health
It's NWX we run shit, we the ones that's felt
And I don't hear y'all say the culture robbing (Robin) Williams, he hung himself!
3 it's gettin' hot in here, Smack Volume 3 you know my slogan
(Get him the fuck here!)
Hell no, he get his ghost the fuck in here
One industry nigga down get King Los the in here!

[Round 3: Factz]
Instead of taking this battle, you was off hugging a Cactus Jack
Going against a young Mick
You really good at rebuttaling Mr. Ed, that makes you a one trick pony
I don't mean to a dead 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 to the last enzyme
In Jurassic Park, mosquito's were 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
That's why your a sap, cause the shit from people you extract, is to hide flaws
And the main reason you still got that gap, cause you need something to identify as yours
Example... we first seen you freestyle against Deal, in front of Nigel
He had the rightful rebuttal title, he towered everybody and for you, that was an eyeful (Eiffel)
Then you blew up after goin' off the top of mind
And from him, proved to us, why you so Hollow inside
Case in
known you for years, you been dirty, way before early
Then before thirty, you got Conceited and started Wild N Out with the jersey's
Slow it down ma, look at how son dress, you it literal
turned to a reporter once he had Con in the view (interview)
That makes you a replica, not authentic material, conditional
All the way down to ya rhyme pattern, i seen the in you
Chuckie put his hand on ya forehead, his hood vibes
Then let his Child Play, he dolled him up to make him a good guy
you and K link, now you pacing and punching in every line
Why Flex, you the credit, fine?
But why would I credit you for sending shots? Did he (Diddy) make up the style? Never
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 Mexican or an essay 'Tez, Don Marino
But giving em slang, behind the scenes for URL, Chico
That's five people, that this nigga keep at bay
Without their of DNA, we would've seen DNA stranded
Be blessed... and that you referenced got extreme depth
Cause time is money and they knew you couldn't go more rounds with a T-Rex
I condoning that, ex couch potato, so for (sofa) that, blaow!
A section will (sectional) come out, where you was dozin' at
Finish lines and keep with it, you getting overlapped
Trumping him, easily too, so if you vote for
That's cold, *ch ch* so give everybody on the poll a (polar) cap
He's still underground? From the first Root canal
finish the puzzle
It's a loco motive, clip a muzzle
Infrared so when he poke his head out, he'll see the at the end of the tunnel
But brave, handle hot, it need shade
Blazing, D. Wade appreciating the fans, the wave
You doing what? Man I'm suited up like I'm cool Lux
Mook up?
You had a chopper with 32 you could 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, that's a Buddhist
Send him a with my thumbs up, I'ma movie buff
Cause when you hold a gun properly Eric your two thumbs are up
Where ya hoe? Hit her heart, get his love struck, but that's what 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 after I stopped shootin' up
Take it in vein, with a blade and while you slicin' ya little
And feelin' a lil' sick, lets get into this Yung Ill
For years , you called me enemy
recklessly
Whats the science DNA? We never had good chemistry
You had this tendency, of lashing out, well keep that same
Cause I could use a tool bar for ya mind, but I'd rather refresh ya
vs QP, you came up to me with your dysfunctional smile
And said "I'ma do crazy! I want you in front of the crowd!
Yung Ill getting 3-0'd, I'ma do great to him."
And with all the random spit that came out of Leon Spinks mouth, you never told me what say to him
Yung Ill said, it was someone in your crew, you that
You did interviews and dropped tracks, I got called a rat
For all of that? Me telling Ill? You think I started
he made blogs sayin' I diss him?
Cause beat him...you think I wanted that?
Look no punchline, know all the facts and all the
I Verb, you wanted me in the front, here's the awkward catch
Verb told Ill what I said, and Ill responded
"I exactly what he gonna do already, cause someone else informed me that."
For years, I was the one they said the was dealt
But I been knew who told...and guess what I kept shit to my self
Took the blame, even took the fall, and once asked for a "Sorry."
And still, I not say who told Yung Ill

Verb]
But I will...it was

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