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 I'ma make my foe be a (phobia) bitch in small room, now he claustrophobic
I'm 'bout
knowin' I'ma lead, to URL I'm the house cat
And the moment rode in with the cheese, it got Mause (mouse) trapped
You 'bout to tell us that you not the 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 when Raekwon snuffed Joe Buddens and he almost dropped to the ground
Well pertains to our situation and y'all gotta know now
every time I asked to battle he would say Yung Ill washed me
Like you the nigga that tried to plot on my round
So like 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 butt in (Budden) to business
It's too late to revoke, I got 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' and dope
And there go little Williams
Starin' at the Stop Snitchin' slow
You wasn't to say jack but the more he aged he forgot how it's supposed to go
I'm tryin' to say is
Before mine tell (Montel) they'll let the host a (holster) show

The cameras come on, all his friends like, "I when Factz supported me."
His like, "Baby let's go for a walk."
You like, "Hmph. That's me."
So took away the Accord to make 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 ain't no secret, they let you lease it
Well I'm clowin' this bitch
And since you ain't own the Car, (Carfax), well I ain't get the run down on a whip
Damn homie, when you was on that Freshman cover you was the man
What the fuck happened to
See it takes rounds to break down why we seen this nigga from the X excel (XXL)
Was it cause he dropped a bunch of and got no reviews?
Nah, it's cause when you 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 don't got respect for
New Glock? Nah, I just give his class an old .9 ('09), I got this Freshman
Your (Curren$y) was low, cause Corey had a mili and you wanted a piece of that
Asher Roth ran them colleges, Blu puttin' you on tour was a act
You and Cudi's career? Day and ('Day N' Nite')
Ace Hood 'Hustle Hard' just to see a
And you know all this shit the truth, pay while I'm speakin' Factz
Factz, ya industry career, all lost
Factz, you a song that said your bank account had 414
Factz, I know you wish you could've saw more
And now it's your turn to pass, but it ain't magic when many
And then my all bang, and then it's New York slang
I'm gettin' "facts" after
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 time with
You wanna fight? Swing on me? Oh you die for real
But before he can die Jive dropped him like when he signed the
It's one murder case, all it takes to the kill
That means I make my blood circulate and let the iron
They tryin' to force the truth about me about what to his body
Cause when they find it, ill, cause the only thing they seen was Factz' remains, and lying, still
The only seen half of the Factz like they get it all it together
After the Fact, the culture be mourning forever
Matter of fact, I out the brain matter of Factz
And now we gatherin' I think I got my story together
You went from Of The Dot to URL
Beasley told me you switch your plan of attack
So of course you gonna try to get with Eric
But it's 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 see if It's Dark And Hell Is Hot when you sittin' in the morgue
Aye, they asked me It's Goin' Down', now you know, I'm grippin' on a .4
See these 'Niggas Started Something' when they 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 then I'll put him outta his misery
This is World War One, 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 what I was doin' 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 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 than Chris Paul
I'm surprised you made it this far, since you and K Shine 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 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' pussy, ain't no beatin' this charge (discharge)
Nevertheless, this footage will show, I give that grim feel
Your Ascension is next...and the reaper (Reepah) done got for real
Beasley me to be a Hitman, so I took the deal
After I Showout these punches, which Eric gon' foot the bill?
Chill, student
He bit off more than he can chew with my pen, mean lyricist
He seem intricate
Y'all em plates, well I'ma hook em up to IV since he feed into it
Emotional, if he start 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, that was foul (Fowl) 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 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 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
find em with no ID, but knew it was you, cause the shells had DNA on it
When you hit 18, we let you rock, figure you would grow up with ya bars
But after 21 jack, all bets was off you showed up on the card
Roll up with ya squad, i want smoke, close but no cigar
You a wretch calling me a 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 will heat ya head
This prince rose to clock his face, give this Beast
Every word good, I emerge to purge, I got your shook
You battled Nu Jeruz to push
I'm say shit 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 we bout to see Surf cook
Lemme bring that line in
Ray Lewis jersey, for 52 weeks you been raving (Raven) 'bout 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... thinking it's high
Who dressed you? guess...you
I can tell you did it, I would be and help you with it
But....I really can't help you
I heard you had plans 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 cool in the clicking
Crazy, two straps over my shoulder like a Bellevue visit
And I took off from the without a Jet-Blue ticket
Now That Ass Up', I been nice from the '99 to the 2000's as a Juvenile
Line it up here, over ya eye, that's a uni-brow
You a clown, he shoot a round at a shoot-around
Put em down after I bow (BAOW), that's a round
You belong in the Proving Grounds, Barry Reese should be proud
bar setup? Dawg, that's a Cass' 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 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 cast in
gun butt em til his eye is like Hubie Brown (hue be brown)
Or the in the space where we see it's no tooth allowed
Bury him underground with no map, Smack, he gon' need a new route canal
This
I should get A. 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 get swole
You getting cooked, like chef's in Thailand, my guys land hooks
President of my gang and we jump niggas, I am (ambush)
Tell this tramp, we amped, be
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 shit to say to you nigga

2: DNA]
I was playin' possum, while you and your niggas was poppin' shit me on the blogs, tryin' to trick the media
I said, "Ain't none of about 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, to get Factz on sight (site); Wikipedia
Ya name Mark Williams, you was in 1982, that's why this line is genius
Cause you 36, I'm 27 {gun clicks} and the .9 between us
Who you sparrin' wit'? 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 the Taurus, might 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 give the rest a dent (resident) in any that you sit us in (citizen)
What you thought? Cause he was Crippin' in Cali that was a win?
Well I still had shit landin' (land and) overseas (over seas);
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 while yours stay on the shelf?
Well that's the shit we not
Get Rich Or Die
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 clap a tre at this character
I seen you do the believably angle
Cause some of the gon' say, "You on one Factz."

Well admit, I was 15 since I let a small one clap
But it's memory cause soon as I lift the arm it'll all come back
Whatchu about fightin' witcha pops cause he abusin' 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 always Minded
But had to sleep with the ratchet cause we scared of one another
KRS-One, By All Means Necessary, I kept the Uzi on the (under)
The keep 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 a couple ratchets
As far as bullets, a ton will (tunnel) fuck up his
So yeah 'The Bridge Is but whoever's under passes (underpasses)
I'm gettin' busy, is loyal, she's stickin' wit' me
Razor, spectacular Bluestar; Pretty
Gun, I'm cozy wit' it, Twork said the target was this nigga
So I started druggin' Rum, but I slipped to Mickey
You like to do letter and tell black people about their credit scores
Like, "You'll be in a slum
If you don't got 720 or better you'll be in a month."
Well that's a lie with a .357 I can get whatever I want
Who I'm battlin'? Mickey? Mark? Or is it Renegade?
That's my I reached it
Mickey a bitch, Marcus- man your 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 your favorite
Put him against an industry dude who they make the
Then they let in the culture, every time they get paid they make a Massacre
But we in caliber
You keep switchin' from Mause to Mark, you the main ambassador
And the reason why the scene's up, stop breakin' character
I'm really the shits
Y'all know a nigga's soft you tell a nigga, 'Get a bitch"

You wanted the small room, we could've did this on Madness
But look at him tryin' to act up on
But we all know Mark is (Marcus) Smart, he ain't wanna it back up to Irving
All them Lux mannerisms is you lackin' ability
On this turf you need 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 foot Mark, all they seen is my dawg
Let's start with
You made a mark to start
Like did nothin' remarkable, that's why you market Mark
They not impressed Mark, so bench 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 don't wanna see me give Mickey D's then y'all should leave now
Cause whoever will get the Big MAC, like they start and rebound
pppst, and you gon' get a burst of bullets, each round
So it's either your clique hurries or I'ma Mick' flurries (McFlurries) 'til the machine down

2: Mickey Factz]
This battle was easy to tackle, quit fumbling, this real legit
You getting killed Superbad, word to my state ID, Mick (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 missin' tooth, how you on ESPN year?
Your faces
NWX
In fight with Chess, how you almost left in despair
Whatever else that's predictable, that people use against you, I won't mention it
So everybody grab ya asthma pumps, time for a breath of fresh air
I've known Clips before you, and he wasn't c-lo on the corner
Then he met you, and up broke, in the casino 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 regret it?
ya friendship 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, prolly see Twork vs Goodz
It's December that battle still ain't dropped
Why you let 'em vault
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 ain't on
Long story short, my man called me and me
"Yo, this nigga ICE his girl. Had the little nigga heated
Tried to poke ya chest out, but ya was frigid and anemic
I mean, freezing
And before the dropped, my man said he saw ICE fishin' for a reason
I called back like, "Wait a second, he wouldn't his crew. He had to get his front on son."
He said, "Nah son, this time it was only 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 about Budden, I don't avoid the wild truth
But when you and you see ICE, nigga turn into the Boy That Cried, "WOLF!"
This nigga fake, I should spit in ya face
But sit and wait, real quiet, I don't instigate
Trip em, soon as I spot him, lift the iron and this is 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 draw and will (wheel) first... neanderthal
The tre young, and put the bird to ya chest... Atlanta Hawks."
Stupid ass bars, punchlines that make sense and random bars
A bunch of shit, with your hands and all
And everybody gon' go for that shit and applaud
Meanwhile I'm breakin' DNA down better than a
Chin made of glass, still ain't got frontal though, I admit
At least you ain't get a Tooth, but he on the jaw wire list
The fire lit, I'ma body ya, stenographer, I was typing this
Quiet down, you just wrote a round of head scratchers; psoriasis
Violence, me and my pack take in this, a lion since
This pussycat was never in the jungle, that's the and I'm defining just where the lyin' (lion) is
him, till he feel 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 his environment, they wanted me to shake the room now you caught up in an earthquake
He tried to size Mick' (seismic)
It ain't my fault lines ground breaking in the first place
Y'all let this 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 the fit to the sneaks
He'll (hill) rock amounting (a mountain) to nothing, here's the cliffhanger, he say the shit is to steep
Big dagger at this inconsiderate 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
'til the next round, got crazier shit to say to you nigga

[Round 3:
Soon as said, "DNA vs Mickey" all the bloggers said, "This sound like a match."
I said it's no stoppin' me, Of Comedy I get around (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 to go ballistic, let's get down to the Factz
You said why I'm always grinnin' I see you?
I said, "Clips, tell clown to relax."
See Chucky (Chuck E) Cheesin' cause I'm give a round to a rat
You'll find out what's in store, when found on your back
.40, Menace II Society this a 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') like a Reed
Dezi in the left, somethin' in the other hand in the meanwhile
So this cat (Katt) Williams better stand up or fiend
Arms, both up "So what?"
Or your head in-between the subs; cold cuts
The toast up, and I know
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 will
And stuck in this shell see why this crab get the barrel
You don't want war, the signs show, you crack under
And better know that
about y'all the rulers of the moon
Well tell the (telescope) that
You know who you The DJ Akademiks of battle rap
Cause you move a vulture
You got nothin' to do with culture
But always try to tell us what to do with the
And Daylyt's Tekashi, time I'm [?]
Cause there's a and you said he wasn't 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 Zodiac's a Cancer, then how could you ever 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 shit, even did a match for free
As far as the Madness 2 sponsor, that was me
Nikiya with 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 brought Harry to URL, you don't believe ask and see
Now think, "If DNA wasn't in this culture" where battle rap 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' wit' me?
What? You got some from Lupe? That was you good luck move?
Well I a good pump through
It hit floors, your men tore (mentor) with somethin' they can look up to
This rappin' is a test, we was convinced
That you was top notch but then stock dropped, now you 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 style you kicked, pushed and it's been a Fiasco since
You been prolongin' ass whoopin'
And everywhere, I could've did this in the you picked the December date
But I trippin'
I guess since he up he ain't wanna take an L in May
Oh y'all ain't know? This nigga 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 back to rap
ya past relations."
If she pregnant, I her coolin' at the 'Playground', you know, runnin' back and pacin'
Stomach shot 'Iesha' won't have Bad Creation
I heard she sick with somethin' though, look at him tight, muggin'
It's called Fibromyalgia but I confused it with arthritis when the dumpin'
And I know that's a spot for what this joint (disjoint) this E's (disease) comin'
Like I'm reachin' for the [?] like I need
While my trigger finger like a fiend comin'
I catch him at the crib, his bucklin'
And pile ten in like the D's comin'
Random Factz, these are facts
I was listenin' to your music and right before pressin'
I see the cover to your Mause and I got a question Mark
See there's been some things I've been waitin' to say
Cause if y'all don't know his on that mixtape was an 80's graffiti artist that died from AIDS
And I he made a mistake
Cause on the tape he was cool with Jean Basquiat, Warhol and Keith Haring
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 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 with the raps
What? You get a gay fan base you'll be on to some
You're delusional, and so far from
But I guess you had no alternative, Factz
But see when you a nigga like this you gotta study the opposition
So I started in my composition
And when I got to the name Mickey Factz, ding: contradiction
Cause your first name's Mickey, which is a character
But it becomes tricky
your last name's 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 The Champ, might get another belt
Suck my dick, fuck bitch, fuck her health
NWX we run this shit, we the ones that's felt
And I don't wanna hear y'all say the robbing (Robin) Williams, he hung himself!
Round 3 it's gettin' hot in here, Smack Volume 3 you know my
(Get him the outta here!)
Hell no, he died get his ghost the in here
One industry down get King Los the fuck in here!

[Round 3: Mickey
Instead of taking battle, you was better off hugging a Cactus Jack
Going against a young Mick
You only really good at rebuttaling Mr. Ed, makes you a one trick pony
I don't mean to beat a dead horse, but your supporters your rap pen dry
Your followers move with you though, when you don't got an electric line, its something ya fans let slide
And that's the main I'ma break DNA down to the last enzyme
In Jurassic Park, mosquito's were covered in sap, and the 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 your a sap, cause the shit from people you extract, is to your flaws
And that's the reason you still got that gap, cause you need something to identify as yours
Example... we first you freestyle against Real Deal, in front of Nigel
He had the rebuttal title, he towered over everybody and for you, that 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 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
it down ma, look at how son dress, you took it literal
Then turned to a once he had Con in the view (interview)
That makes you a replica, not material, that's conditional
All the way to ya rhyme pattern, i seen the Clips in you
put his hand on ya forehead, transferred his hood vibes
Then let his Child Play, he dolled him up to make him a good guy
Then you and K link, now you 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 Never mind
It you behind the bars it was Shine (Shyne)
And you got ya slang Cortez, and never learned Spanish
Aww
I won't you a Mexican or an essay 'Tez, that's Don Marino
But keep giving em slang, behind the scenes for URL,
That's five people, that this nigga at bay planted
Without their strands of DNA, we seen DNA stranded
Be blessed... and that movie you got extreme depth
Cause time is money and even they knew you go more rounds with a T-Rex
I ain't that, ex couch potato, so for (sofa) that, blaow!
A section (sectional) come out, like where you was dozin' at
Finish lines and keep running with it, you 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 still underground? From the first Root canal
Lemme the puzzle
It's a loco motive, clip with a
Infrared so when he poke his out, he'll see the light at the end of the tunnel
But he's brave, handle hot, it shade
Blazing, D. appreciating the fans, the Heat wave
You doing what? Man I'm suited up like I'm cool Lux
what up?
You had a chopper with 32 passengers you could
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 at his temple, that's a Buddhist monk
Send him a clip with my thumbs up, I'ma buff
Cause you hold a gun properly Eric your two thumbs are usually up
ya hoe? Hit her heart, get his love struck, but that's what Cupid wants, stupid cunt
That's you get caping for the super slut
And since she ya heroine, I'm aimin' high and she drug down after I stopped shootin' up
Take it in vein, with a blade and while you slicin' ya 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 good
You had this tendency, of out, well keep that same energy
Cause I could use a 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 want you in of the crowd!
Yung Ill getting 3-0'd, I'ma do great to him."
And with all the random 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 him?
Rich 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
told Ill what I said, and Ill responded back
"I know exactly what he 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 kept that shit to my
the blame, even took the fall, and never once asked for a "Sorry."
And still, I will not say who told Ill

Verb]
But I will...it was

[Mickey
And I still haven't told "it was Ill" and 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 out about you on the couch?
That been a chatty little rat
Now that's a real four bar setup, and I know it don't make sense, but does half of all ya raps
And since you love clappin' it only makes sense a Clips stabbed you in the back!