[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!