[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 anything and everything, whatever the fuck you can, to get a reaction from the crowd. So nothing's off limits I need you to spit that lyrical miracle... in the swimming
1] Before kicks off, let me set my balls in this tees 'Cause I'm dottin' i's every I cross one of these There's not a redeeming at all in me It's impossible, seems like an implausible Positive clean intervene But they're all either and mean Assault and demean, tossed and they're being in the scheme Squashed in-between a brainwashing Like an Islamic regime, a extreme radical Suicide bomber that's Ariana Grande sing her song of the evening And as the audience from the damn is leaving Detonates the device strapped to his abdominal I'm not gonna that, for obvious reasons But bring dogs, I'ma muzzle 'em I'm not Middle Eastern but I'll make a bitch Raqqa And at least a extra large in the Headscarf and a piece of tarp underneath the carpet, la vista I go Hamas on the beats to a paradox on the And a pair of crotchless underwear on a terrorist list head in the sand like an embarrassed ostrich Professional shit Bitch watch who you to, like Apple wristwear Endangered in this ABC shit a bit scarce Prey's decreasing, I face like disc players this chick she's hot as Jada Pinkett And just stared 'til I her think it Said, "Maybe we just get married." She's facing me, I placed my with my hips square Tell her, "Turn around," spread her for me, then I hit bare Leave her stretched out like a baby T-shirt on Ric As I ripped her, beads in a split rear Spray Febreze in the chick's her wheeze tryna get air I played for keeps, there's no me, I have a bitch scared And chained to me, and throw the key And she'll be so to leave That even if she ends up breaking she'll just sit there Tryin' to scrape up enough courage and to get up impossible like rapin' a slut We stay and fuck close, wait for you, what? My idea, you comin' too, it's you up With smelling salts after I Quaalude cup That'll you up if you try to stray like a pup Hate to get bogged in details But bitch, I'm like the dog pound females My brain is corrupt, real life, Strangler I strangle a neck 'til it's triangular Shape but it's upside down, and my mouth ain't shut And mention me in your if it makes you a buck Or helps you in the duckets, I want payment in pub 'Cause I ain't get in your bars like I'm waiting the club But if you put me in lines, I'm takin' a cut
2] Get a million writers inside of a room in it Try to get every idea of every possible to spit Every punchline, every combination that with it Bitch, a whole can't see me, there's no i's in it Head so big, I myself ten times in it Tryna commit suicide in it, five minutes And I survived shit Someone's challenge me, who? Battle me and win, that's a fallacy too You name one in this galaxy, *spits*, reality You fantasy, your troops, try to boost the morale Only time I start a a bowel I can't even a "yeah" or a "woo" when you rap in the booth Not a "nah" or a "boo" even though I'm allergic to the crap that you spew When I'm to break out, I don't mean get a rash from it too 'Cause I say I have allergies, I actually do But that's just an analogy, I've had a reaction to you
3] Creature the Black Lagoon I reach up and I smack the You're grief that I'm back so soon teacher for this afternoon Creep up with a pack of We pack a punch like Sun Heat tucked like we snuck in a submachine gun We stuck in a submarine bun, with a bag of Cup of lean up in the padded Bieber in a Catholic school Selling dust and reefer your back is to him Don't adjust speaker I'll cuss the stripes off of a fuckin' zebra I'm at the zoo Huffin' cleaner I gag from fumes Fuck Christina a plastic spoon I bump some G-Funk and blast some Snoop 'Cause her g-cups are massive, huge! fun for me just to grab a boob Plus my penis got an My fuckin' Weiner's in a mood Come and suck a mean one like mad at you I speak and cheek, what you asslicks do 'Cause you love to eat butt, sad but true
4] I sprung a leak suddenly What I in my gut instinct become in sync My thoughts and my link up with each other Ink the pad, then boom! Since the day Dre gave me beats, I was elite That's basically what me me Creating stink, these tats are fading ink the greatest? Think we're still debating, wink ADD, and put out an APB 'Cause it'll take LAPD and me layin' in the For you to see beat And I'll bet ya need cleats 'Cause I'd have to be stomped by men to suffer a defeat I pray Jesus to make me decent Inhaling the main ingredient of pain relievers, and I take Aleves, tryna break these fevers, I'm ailing I stay free of divas and screamin' 'Cause keep schemin' on me Vading the women at bay Laci Peterson, baby fetuses Legs and feet have weighted, chained in semen straight demon—and wait! Even if it takes meat to make believers Mistake-free schemes are enablin' me to deviant Breakbeat, eat her like meat Emcees take like AMC theaters ringleader, depraved king Who media hates Which makes things easier, still scrutiny Villainous smooth criminal, room the nude Reese Witherspoon Who was bruised, beat with a It's in two pieces, and deceased in it Bit with a chewed leash, and his chain-link it Live in the booth, shave, eat, bathe, drink, in it R-A-P bleed the shit, and I poop, pee it It's a spillage, a sewage leak, waste feces The syllables fecal, they feel like renewed leases 'Cause my brain 'em
5] Like waste excretion, simultaneously As I'm givin' fools grief, they're feelin' the blues 'Cause even if my shoes, thieves Just to fill 'em's a huge A and it's too steep Obey these demons, we're still in Keep me blank sheets As soon as I sink teeth And I'm killin' the loose Time to shake these again Wait, make that repeat again Killin' the loose leaf, shake these again Get the rake, but it me leavin' 'em
6] Vicodins, new prints, I bite and chew them The whites and the mixed with nitrus balloons And I like to 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 to entice with use the shit like it's the blueprint for ISIS recruitment
7] Excuse me I stare into space for a few In a daze or haze, over, crazed warp loon Mental cased off, had a straight-forward view But you keep givin' the flamethrower fuel No one's ever sank lower, shrewd, and way more Beast-mode a lawn-mower blade rolled thru it And this has little to do with gay, boy It's where the wordplay's goin' But much I can say or do ain't no excuse, the way I go at you {censored} You say I'm always So if I look your way, screwed 'Cause if could kill, I could start a hate-war too 'Cause I'd you straight bitches by turnin' the gaze on you
8] Let's take it back the tightly-worn pants To the Nike, Jordan, The stripe Lee's, Jordache, and the tees Lightning might be formed fast Such a forecast! But when you're slightly hoarse, From the cyphering or-gasp, but reciting your raps While you're tightening grasp around the mic 'cause you done shitted on it so much, you're always reminded of your past your heiny's sore, that's 'Cause you still haven't finished fuckin' your ass From the night before No good, but rap I'm too-good-for-my-own-good at adulthood, I'm a grown-up brat Where your at? Mine are always being rode, in fact: They're frozen, you ever a cul-de-sac? So big they fell out my scrotum, I just sowed 'em
9] Dick so long, a shoulder-strap For that, unroll it and fold it back So to wrap in the pro-filactic, it overlaps it So I pack a Trojan so fat, when I lay it flat it's like a mat Make a think she's in aerobics class The bear you wanna poke its back The of rap, your fuckin' lead singles are my bonus tracks When I appear, my stop Hearts in their stomach, their spirits drop Careers flop, their gears lock, shock at the mere thought Lyrics are top-tier, I'm so at the top I'm in the sky when I Bitch, I'm so fly I walk, my ears pop
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