[Intro: & Royce Da 5'9"] I've always looked at battle rap as competition or war, and the main objective is to destroy, completely fucking obliterate your opponent by saying anything and everything, the fuck you can, to get a reaction from the crowd. So nothing's off limits I need you to spit that miracle... in the swimming pool
1] Before this off, let me set my balls in this tees 'Cause I'm dottin' i's every time I one of these There's not a quality at all in me impossible, seems like an implausible dream Positive thoughts intervene But they're all altered and mean Assault and demean, tossed and they're lost in the scheme in-between a brainwashing machine Like an Islamic regime, a jihadist radical Suicide bomber seeing Grande sing her last song of the evening And as the from the damn concert is leaving Detonates the device strapped to his region I'm not gonna finish that, for obvious But bring dogs, I'ma muzzle 'em I'm not Eastern but I'll make a bitch Raqqa hijab And at least a extra large in the Headscarf and a piece of tarp underneath the carpet, hasta la I go Hamas on the beats to a paradox on the And a pair of crotchless on a terrorist watch list Gettin' head in the sand like an embarrassed Professional sprayer Bitch watch who you to, like Apple wristwear Endangered species in this ABC a bit scarce Prey's decreasing, I extinction like disc players Told this chick she's hot as Pinkett And just stared I made her think it Said, "Maybe we just get married." She's facing me, I placed my with my hips square Tell her, "Turn around," her legs for me, then I hit bare Leave her stretched out like a baby T-shirt on Ric As I ripped her, anal beads in a split Spray Febreze in the hair her wheeze tryna get air I played for keeps, no escaping me, I have a bitch scared And to me, and throw away the key And she'll be so afraid to That even if she ends up breaking free she'll just sit Tryin' to scrape up enough courage and to get up It's like rapin' a slut We butt-naked and fuck You're close, for you, what? My idea, you too, it's waking you up With smelling salts after I your cup That'll straighten you up if you try to stray a pup to get bogged down in details But bitch, I'm like the dog pound females My is corrupt, real life, Hillside Strangler I strangle a neck 'til it's triangular but it's upside down, and my mouth ain't gonna shut And mention me in your raps if it you a buck Or you rake in the duckets, I want payment in pub 'Cause I ain't tryna get in your bars I'm waiting the club But if you put me in lines, I'm takin' a cut
2] Get a writers inside of a room combined in it Try to get every idea of possible line to spit Every punchline, every combination that rhymes it Bitch, a whole team see me, there's no i's in it Head so big, I myself ten times in it Tryna commit suicide in it, took five And I survived shit Someone's gonna challenge me, me and win, that's a fucking fallacy too You name one motherfucker in this galaxy, *spits*, You fantasy, rally your troops, try to the morale Only I start a movement's a bowel I can't even give a "yeah" or a "woo" you rap in the booth Not a "nah" or a "boo" 'Cause even though I'm allergic to the crap you spew When I'm 'bout to break out, I don't get a rash from it too 'Cause when I say I have allergies, I do But that's just an analogy, I've never had a to you
3] Creature from the Black I reach up and I the moon You're grief struck that I'm so soon Your for this afternoon Creep up a pack of hoodlums We pack a punch Capri Sun Heat like we each snuck in a submachine gun We stuck in a submarine bun, with a bag of Cup of lean up in the room Justin Bieber in a school Selling dust and reefer when back is to him Don't adjust speaker I'll cuss the stripes off of a zebra when I'm at the zoo Huffin' cleaner 'til I gag from Christina with a plastic spoon While I bump G-Funk and blast some Snoop 'Cause her g-cups are massive, huge! It's fun for me just to grab a my penis got an attitude My fuckin' Weiner's in a mood Come and a mean one like it's mad at you I speak and cheek, what you asslicks do you love to eat butt, it's sad but true
4] I just sprung a leak What I think in my gut become in sync My and my stomach link up with each other Ink the pad, then boom! the day Dre gave me beats, I was made elite That's what makes me me Creating stink, 'til tats are fading ink Who's the greatest? Think we're debating, wink ADD, and put out an APB it'll take LAPD and me layin' in the street For you to see Shady And I'll bet ya they'd need I'd have to be stomped by forty men to suffer a defeat I pray Jesus to make me decent Inhaling the ingredient of pain relievers, and saline I take three Aleves, tryna break fevers, I'm ailing I stay free of divas and screamin' 'Cause keep schemin' on me keepin' the women at bay Like Laci Peterson, fetuses Legs and feet been weighted, chained in semen straight demon—and wait! Even if it takes meat cleavers to believers Mistake-free schemes are enablin' me to remain Breakbeat, eat her steak meat Emcees take like AMC theaters ringleader, depraved king Who mainstream media Which things easier, still under scrutiny Villainous smooth criminal, livin' With the Reese Witherspoon Who was bruised, beat with a It's in two pieces, and lays in it Bit a chewed leash, and his chain-link leapin' it in the booth, shave, eat, bathe, drink, sleep in it R-A-P bleed the shit, and I poop, pee it It's a spillage, a sewage leak, waste deep The syllables ooze fecal, they feel like leases 'Cause my releases 'em
5] Like waste excretion, it's As I'm givin' fools grief, they're feelin' the blues 'Cause even if stealin' my shoes, Just to fill a huge feat A hill and it's too Obey these demons, still in cahoots Keep me blank sheets As soon as I sink these And I'm the loose leaf Time to shake trees again Wait, that phrase repeat again Killin' the loose leaf, shake these trees Get the rake, but it ain't me 'em
6] Vicodins, new prints, I them and chew them The whites and the mixed with nitrus balloons And I to sniff gluesticks, put Ricin on toothpicks On the mic I'm ruthless, a crisis, a nuisance Who I influence I two shits If they wanna license my music to entice Then use the shit like it's the for ISIS recruitment
7] Excuse me while I into space for a few In a daze or haze, glazed over, warp loon Mental cased off, always had a straight-forward But you keep givin' the flamethrower fuel No one's ever sank lower, shrewd, and way rude Beast-mode like a lawn-mower blade thru it And this has to do with bein' gay, boy It's just where the goin' But much I can say or do 'Cause ain't no excuse, the way I go at you You say I'm always So if I your way, you're screwed 'Cause if looks could kill, I start a hate-war too 'Cause I'd murder you bitches by turnin' the gaze on you
8] Let's take it back before the pants To the Nike, Jordan, The Lee's, Jordache, and the white tees Lightning storms be formed fast Such a forecast! But you're slightly hoarse, rasp the cyphering or-gasp, but still reciting your raps While tightening your grasp around the mic 'cause you done shitted on it so much, you're always reminded of your past 'Cause heiny's sore, that's you still haven't finished fuckin' wiping your ass From the night last No good, but rap somethin' I'm at Fuck adulthood, I'm a grown-up Where your at? Mine are always being rode, in fact: They're frozen, you ever seen a So big they fell out my scrotum, I just 'em back
9] Dick so long, a shoulder-strap For that, gotta unroll it and it back So to wrap in the pro-filactic, it overlaps it So I pack a Trojan so fat, I lay it flat it's like a yoga mat Make a bitch think in aerobics class The bear you don't wanna its back The of rap, your fuckin' lead singles are my bonus tracks I appear, my peers stop Hearts fall in their stomach, their spirits Careers flop, their lock, severe shock Fear at the thought Lyrics are top-tier, I'm so at the top I'm in the sky I talk Bitch, I'm so fly I walk, my ears pop
Oh, and I'm playin' ladies, you know I love you I got a for a line