Luyện nghe bài hát DNA vs. Mickey Factz

[Round 1:
Said there's to escape now bitch
Soon as they we was gonna do this on Volume 3 everybody 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) in this small room, now he claustrophobic
I'm that
They knowin' 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 you not the snitch but who's the snitch
That's still snitchin', doesn't sound tough
real niggas in the buildin' know, when you get charged with somethin' you supposed to take the rap and keep your mouth shut
Now y'all ain't remember when Raekwon Joe Buddens and he almost dropped to the ground
Well that to our situation and y'all gotta know now
Cause every I asked to battle he would say Yung Ill washed me
Like you wasn't the nigga that tried to on my round
So just like Joe on live chat you tried to cover it with Ice for this not (knot) to go down
But now we
Cool and I got the first
And now ya lives endin' for tryin' to butt in (Budden) to Disney
It's too late to revoke, I got nothin' but for this vulture
And the beam on the side of (mouse) gonna change the state of the culture
his childhood, Bronx blocks
Hustlers coke and dope
And go little Mark Williams
Starin' at the Snitchin' poster slow
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 mine tell (Montel) Williams they'll let the a (holster) show

The cameras come on, all his 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
Told his parents, "Wait you see our V."
I'm like, "He embellish it."
But once you let your bills pile it (Pilot) only took one eye to see (Odyssey) that you your Element
It no secret, maybe 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
the fuck happened to you?
See it takes rounds to break why we ain't seen this nigga from the X excel (XXL)
Was it cause he dropped a bunch of mixtapes and got no
Nah, it's cause when you turned the page, the issue at is you couldn't Show & Prove
We all seen you mixtapes, but in battle rap you a
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 and you wanted a piece of that
Asher Roth ran them colleges, Blu you on tour was a decent act
You and Cudi's career? Day and ('Day N' Nite')
Ace Hood Hard' 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 said your bank account had 414
Factz, I know you wish you could've saw green
And now it's your turn to pass, but it ain't magic when many
And then my crew all bang, and then New York slang
I'm gettin' "facts" after
You made a mistake with Danja, don't let them bloggers ya skills
And now you to make a come back 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 Jive dropped him like he signed the deal
It's one murder case, all it takes to shine the
means I make my blood circulate and let the iron peel
They tryin' to the truth about me about what happened to his body
Cause when they find it, ill, cause the only thing they seen was 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 gon' be forever
Matter of fact, I shoot out the brain matter of
And now we gatherin' Factz I I got my story together
You went from Of The Dot to URL
Beasley told me you switch your plan of attack
So of you gonna try to get Gully with Eric
But it's just not to Smack
Everybody say "Mickey's too lyrical" but this room is evidence that I'm damagin'
Cause their whole case once DNA tampered with Factz
You gon' see if It's Dark And Hell Is Hot when you sittin' in the
Aye, asked me 'How 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 what nigga from the X get?
as I hear, "It's me, 'Mickey'" at the door
Aye how could you doubt and belittle me?
If I give him a shell then put him outta 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 this camera is
And if y'all was confused what I was doin' I just gave y'all an example of

1: Mickey Factz]
You been saying my name for 7 years, and got like a bitch call
Fuck your false flagging, handicapped, gang bangin' mother, nobody cares if the Crip
Beasley me for you, I said "Whats the point, I'll pass." Dish off more than Chris Paul
I'm surprised you made it far, since you and K Shine share a Zip car
He gon' have a bunch of name flips y'all, but I ain't off
This punishment capitol, thought we was in North Dakota how the 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 show, I give that grim hoodie feel
Your Ascension is next...and the reaper (Reepah) done got booked for
Beasley me to be a Hitman, so I took the deal
After I Showout with these punches, Eric gon' foot the bill?
Chill, nervous
He bit off more he can chew with my pen, I'ma mean 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 start freestyle rebuttallin' and don't sense the crowd it
He'll prolly quit, like he did with Emine... my bad for bringing it up, that was (Fowl) wasn't it?
Lay em out, put hands and feet on em, fuck a massage room
said you ready for Eric B? Long as I'm Paid In Full, I'ma 'Pump Up The Volume'
Then he said, "Wait, you bodied Daylyt so there, so over here you can't do bad."
shit, I'm James Brown and he my son and 'Poppa's Gotta A Brand New Bag'
Okay, you let your let machete spray, I get it, cause some rifles gotta on it
But when a fan it, they look stupid and get blamed for it
6 shooter, and bullet got ya name on it
Forensics find em no ID, but knew it was you, cause the shells had DNA on it
When you hit 18, we let you rock, we'd figure you would up with ya bars
But after 21 jack, all bets was off when you up on the card
Roll up with ya squad, i want smoke, came but no cigar
You a wretch calling me a clown is a gag, well if I'm it, why you up on the job
Smack, he tried to one upchuck, for extra life, but he seeing death
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 Nu Jeruz to push 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 with the
Like when we bout to see Surf cook
Lemme bring line back in
Ray Lewis jersey, for 52 weeks you been raving (Raven) 'bout this 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 high fashion
Who dressed Lemme guess...you
I can tell you did it, I be helpful and help you with it
But....I really can't help you
Plus I heard you had plans to get a fresh tooth? But it fell through it?
You gon' talk about my bread too, like Cortez crew lend you digits
You on the menu I cool in the venue clicking
Crazy, with two straps over my shoulder a Bellevue visit
And I off from the gate without a Jet-Blue ticket
Now 'Back That Ass Up', I been nice from the '99 to the 2000's as a
Line it up here, over ya eye, that's a uni-brow
You a clown, he wouldn't shoot a at a shoot-around
Put em down after I bow (BAOW), a Goonie round
You belong in the Proving Grounds, Barry Reese should be super
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, zip em up, he a computer music file
And I did it with the MAC, so I'm sending him to the
Lemme you for now, whatever movie crowd, this broad 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' a new route canal
This
I should get A. Ward to ya
Or have Saga tie ya to a Pathfinder and drive, you'll be a
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 and we jump niggas, I am Bush (ambush)
Tell this tramp, we amped, be
phenom
JayBlac, I'ma split him in
No more him the Champ...peon (Champion)
1-0, nothin' that debatable nigga
'til this next round
Got crazier 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 about shit."
That go for everyone in Mause clique, I'm sick of ya
All this, "He can't beat me the O-Red material."
shit deceiving ya
Cause I got bio first, just to get on sight (site); Wikipedia
Ya name Mark Williams, you was born in 1982, why this line is genius
Cause you 36, I'm 27 {gun clicks} and here's the .9 us
Who you been sparrin' Chilla?
Well in this arena (Serena) you better your shit the meanest
Cause ten is (tennis) to whoever give the assist (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 before I ya chin
I'm a fool with the Taurus, might hit a
So the is bad for him, I'm a simpleton (simple ten)
The TEC louder, it's lead showers if you Rain lightly, it's drizzlin'
And then I'll give the a dent (resident) in any room that you sit us in (citizen)
What you thought? Cause he was Crippin' in that was a Nitty win?
Well I had shit landin' (land and) overseas (over seas); amphibian
You can't be so fire as a if you gotta say it yourself
You a known
You mean to tell me you put hits on all these other albums while yours stay on the shelf?
that's the shit we not buyin'
Get Or Die Tryin'
Oh it ain't a Curtis (occur this) nigga playin'
The .50 Control' and when the guns come out I be makin' a Massacre
So Marcus got a [?] oh I'ma a tre at this character
I seen you gon' do the angle
Cause some of the fans 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 lift the arm it'll all 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 Criminal
But had to sleep with the ratchet cause we of losin' one another
KRS-One, By All Means Necessary, I kept the Uzi on the (under)
The Bronx keep creatin' it, Queens keep on 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 'The Bridge Is Over' but under passes (underpasses)
I'm gettin' busy, Nina is loyal, she's wit' me
Razor, spectacular Bluestar; Pretty
Gun, I'm cozy wit' it, Twork 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 about credit scores
Like, "You'll be in a slum
If you don't got 720 or you'll be dead in a month."
Well that's a lie cause with a .357 I can get whatever I
Who I'm Mickey? 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 bar was decent, and I got an M-16 (Em' 16) for 'Renegade'
And don't make me go to the car to (Carter) it
Take your favorite
Put him against an industry who they make the challenger
Then they let vultures in the culture, every time they get paid they 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 breakin'
I'm really the shits
Y'all know a nigga's soft when you 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 you lackin' ability
On turf you need natural delivery
Or you gon' get torched on this land Mark (landmark); The Statue Of
I'm more pissed, then I hit up Rain, the four fifth
And he it by the foot Mark, all they seen is my dawg prints
Let's start with
You never made a to start
did nothin' remarkable, that's why you can't market Mark
They not Mark, so they bench Mark
Cause they never Mark at heart
And now he's dead, and it's like Ted the bear 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, they start and rebound
Pppt pppst, and you get a burst of bullets, each round
So it's your clique hurries or I'ma give Mick' flurries (McFlurries) 'til the machine down

[Round 2: Factz]
This battle was easy to tackle, quit fumbling, this real pummeling
You getting killed Superbad, word to my state ID, Mick (McLovin) it
Complete gritty, this geek sweet, 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 every
Your retarded
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 grab ya asthma pumps, it's 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 up broke, in the casino outta order
But ya brother tho
crazy how you rep him
You go with him to roulettes, bets, he be too stressed and you don't painfully regret it?
Gamblin' ya friendship is criminal, and you in the betting (and abetting)
URL don't respect you, they Twork vs Chess, then Twork vs Suge
And before we see DNA vs Twork, we'll prolly see Twork vs Goodz
It's December 15th battle still ain't dropped
Why you let 'em that?
And let this 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, 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 me and told me
"Yo, this ICE dissed his girl. Had the little nigga heated
Tried to poke ya chest out, but ya was frigid and anemic
I mean, literally
And before the line dropped, my man said he saw ICE fishin' for a
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 only with Beasley, and had ICE for the 1 on 1."
I said, "Wait a second. Is footage?"
He said, "Yeah, the kid almost got his cap
Ra got the child proof so."
You can bring up the about Budden, I don't avoid the wild truth
But when you alone and you see ICE, nigga turn into the Boy Cried, "WOLF!"
This nigga fake, I should in ya ridiculous face
But sit and wait, real quiet, I don't instigate
em, soon as I spot him, lift the iron and this is fate and
I'm standing over the nigga body like I'm weights
Big
Cause you to say some dumb shit like
"Bring water ya yard... cannonball
I draw and (wheel) fire first... neanderthal
The tre young, and put the bird to ya chest... Atlanta Hawks."
Stupid ass bars, punchlines that don't sense and random bars
A bunch of dumb shit, with your and all
And everybody go crazy for that shit and applaud
Meanwhile I'm breakin' DNA better than a scientist
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, body ya, stenographer, I was hype typing this
Quiet down, you just wrote a round of head scratchers; psoriasis
Violence, me and my take 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
him, till he feel the pain from the foot, no podiatrist
Snub nose, sinuses, let it 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 Mick' (seismic)
It ain't my fault lines been breaking in the first place
let this herb say anything! To the point, he don't think believability matters
But that made him
now he don't even believe ability matters
Mick dapper, Y-3 the fit to the sneaks
(hill) rock gear amounting (a mountain) to nothing, here's the cliffhanger, he say the shit is to steep
Big at this inconsiderate idiot's cheek
Then blade in his mouth, lets see if he can escape by the of his teeth
2-0 ain't bout that debatable nigga
Wait the next round, got crazier shit to say to you nigga

3: DNA]
Soon as they said, "DNA vs Mickey" all the said, "This sound like a match."
I said it's no stoppin' me, King Of Comedy I get (a round) with a MAC (Mack)
.380 squirtin', baby burpin', you get the 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, this clown to relax."
See Chucky (Chuck E) Cheesin' cause I'm finna a round to a rat
You'll find out what's in store, when you're on your back
.40, Menace II Society this a attack (counterattack)
I caught his moms dinner, it's 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 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 have my man behind lick (Heimlich), Maneuver or be choked up
You was born on July 13th, your Zodiac's a
And I ain't talk about this for half of the battle
Headshot, Factz unravel
And whoever in this shell see why this crab get the barrel
You don't war, the signs show, you crack under pressure
And y'all better know
Talk about y'all the rulers of the
Well tell the (telescope) that
You know who you The DJ Akademiks of battle rap
Cause you move like a
You got nothin' to do with culture
But always try to tell us to do with the culture
And Tekashi, this time I'm [?]
there's a blog and you said he wasn't a troll until he met you
So you told him?
"Forget rhymes, change"?
Then you switched
Diss this Crip guys, like that don't coincide with the big 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 this shit, even did a match for
As far as the Summer Madness 2 sponsor, was me
Nikiya workin' with King Of The Dot, that's to me
So when a Massacre make profits, I get the tax with fees
I'm the nigga that brought to URL, you don't believe ask and see
Now think, "If DNA in this culture" where battle rap would be
The 2 on 2's, ESPN, was me
WWE promos, was me
And you a has on the sideline, it's sad to see
So how the fuck is the nigga opinionated Factz wit' me?
What? You got some advice Lupe? That was you good luck move?
I brought a good pump through
It hit floors, leavin' your men tore (mentor) with somethin' they can 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 you wouldn't have had us in suspense
Cause he took the style you kicked, pushed and it's been a ever since
You been prolongin' ass whoopin'
And everywhere, I could've did this in the spring you picked the December
But I ain't
I guess since he boo'd up he wanna take an L in May
Oh y'all ain't This nigga Mickey Factz got a wife and her name is "Iesha"
This nigga is 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' won't have Bad Creation
I heard she sick with somethin' though, look at him tight, muggin'
It's called but I confused it with arthritis when the heat dumpin'
And I know that's a tender spot for this joint (disjoint) this E's (disease) comin'
Like I'm reachin' for the [?] like I somethin'
my trigger finger itchin' like a fiend comin'
I him at the crib, his knees bucklin'
And then ten in like the D's comin'
Random Factz, these are random
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 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
on the tape he was cool with Jean Basquiat, Andy Warhol and Keith Haring
And y'all think cause they the way
But what y'all know is all three of them painters were gay
Now I'm not you gay
But I'm you gay
If these was football you'll be under review, changin' the play
So if at the end of the you die from AIDS and all them niggas-
You what? You was just concerned with the raps
What? You get a gay fan base be on to some plaques?
You're delusional, and so far from
But I guess you had no alternative, Factz
But see when you hate a nigga like this you gotta the opposition
So I writin' in my composition
And then when I got to the Mickey Factz, ding: contradiction
Cause your first name's Mickey, is a fictional character
But it becomes tricky
Cause last name's Factz which means "real" but something about you is just iffy
That's why y'all have to listen cause his ass is trippin'
You better up your mind nigga, which one is it?
Fact or
I come to play
So don't get amped I'm still The Champ, get another belt
Suck my dick, fuck your bitch, her health
It's NWX we run this shit, we the ones that's
And I don't wanna hear say the culture robbing (Robin) Williams, he hung himself!
Round 3 it's gettin' hot in here, Smack Volume 3 you know my
(Get him the fuck 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 this battle, you was better off hugging a Cactus
Going a young Mick Foley
You only good at rebuttaling Mr. Ed, that makes you a one trick pony
I don't to beat a dead horse, but your supporters think your rap pen dry
Your followers move with you though, even when you don't got an electric line, its ya fans let slide
And that's the main reason break DNA down to the last 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 frog's DNA to in the gaps, and combined it all
why your a sap, cause the shit from people you extract, is to hide your flaws
And that's the main reason you 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 title, he towered over everybody and for you, that was an eyeful (Eiffel)
Then you up after goin' off the top of your mind
And taking from him, proved to us, why you so Hollow
in point
I've known you for years, you been dirty, way early
Then right before thirty, you got Conceited and Wild N Out with the jersey's
Slow it ma, look at how son dress, you took it literal
turned to a reporter once he had Con in the view (interview)
That makes you a replica, not material, that's conditional
All the way down to ya 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 you for sending shots? Did he (Diddy) make up the style? Never mind
It wasn't you the bars it was Shine (Shyne)
And you got ya slang from Cortez, and learned Spanish
Aww
I won't call you a or an essay 'Tez, that's Don Marino
But keep giving em slang, the scenes for URL, Chico
That's five people, that this nigga at bay planted
Without their strands of DNA, we would've DNA stranded
Be blessed... and movie you referenced 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 will (sectional) out, like where you was dozin' at
Finish lines and running with it, you getting overlapped
him, easily too, so if you vote for that
That's cold, *ch ch* so give everybody on the poll a (polar) cap
He's still underground? From the first round? canal
finish the puzzle
It's a loco motive, clip 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 Heat
You doing what? Man I'm suited up like I'm cool Lux
what up?
You had a with 32 passengers you could tuck
Cool, I got the same passengers but my is a moving bus
So it transfer over, i just make a move and bust!
You 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 a gun properly Eric your two thumbs are usually up
Where ya hoe? Hit her heart, get his struck, but that's what Cupid wants, stupid cunt
That's what you get for the super slut
And since she ya heroine, I'm aimin' high and she gettin' drug down I stopped shootin' up
Take it in vein, with a blade and while you ya little wrist
And feelin' a lil' sick, lets get into Yung Ill shit
For years , you called me your
recklessly
Whats the DNA? Cause We never had good chemistry
You had this tendency, of lashing out, well keep same 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 with dysfunctional smile
And said "I'ma do something crazy! I you in front of the crowd!
Ill getting 3-0'd, I'ma do something great to him."
And with all the random spit that out of Leon Spinks mouth, you never told me what you'd say to him
Yung Ill said, it was in your crew, you disregarded that
You did interviews and dropped tracks, I got called a rat
For all of that? Me telling You think I started that?
When he blogs sayin' I diss him?
Cause Rich beat him...you I wanted that?
no punchline, know all the facts and all the raps
I Verb, you wanted me in the front, here's the awkward catch
Verb told Ill I said, and Ill responded back
"I exactly what he gonna do already, cause someone else informed me that."
For years, I was the one they said the snitching was
But I been who told...and guess what I kept that shit to my self
Took the blame, even took the fall, and once asked for a "Sorry."
And still, I will not say who Yung Ill

[Aye
But I will...it was

[Mickey
And I still haven't told "it was Ill" and actually a fact
But you think about it, Lux friend's father, Cortez at his house
He let the Spanish rat
How you think we out about you on the couch?
That nigga been a little rat
Now that's a 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!