[Intro: & Royce Da 5'9"] I've 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, 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 time I cross one of not a redeeming quality at all in me It's impossible, seems an implausible dream Positive clean intervene But they're all either and mean Assault and demean, tossed and they're being lost in the Squashed in-between a machine Like an Islamic regime, a jihadist radical Suicide that's seeing Ariana Grande sing her song of the evening And as the from the damn concert is leaving Detonates the device to his abdominal region I'm not gonna finish that, for reasons But bring dogs, I'ma muzzle 'em I'm not Middle Eastern but make a bitch Raqqa hijab And at least a large in the T-shirt Headscarf and a piece of underneath the carpet, hasta la vista I go Hamas on the beats to a paradox on the And a pair of underwear on a terrorist watch list Gettin' head in the like an embarrassed ostrich shit sprayer Bitch who you talkin' to, like Apple wristwear Endangered species in this ABC shit a bit Prey's decreasing, I face like disc players Told this she's hot as Jada Pinkett And stared 'til I made her think it Said, "Maybe we just get married." She's me, I placed my feet with my hips square Tell her, "Turn around," her legs for me, then I hit bare her stretched out like a baby T-shirt on Ric Flair As I ripped her, anal in a split rear Febreze in the chick's hair Make her tryna get air I played for keeps, there's no escaping me, I a bitch scared And to me, and throw away the key And she'll be so afraid to That even if she ends up free she'll just sit there to scrape up enough courage and strength to get up It's impossible like rapin' a We butt-naked and fuck You're close, for you, what? My idea, you comin' too, waking you up With salts after I Quaalude your cup That'll straighten you up if you try to like a pup Hate to get bogged down in But bitch, I'm like the dog pound females My brain is corrupt, real life, Strangler I strangle a skank's 'til it's triangular Shape but it's upside down, and my mouth ain't gonna And me in your raps if it makes you a buck Or you rake in the duckets, I want payment in pub I ain't tryna get in your bars like I'm waiting the club But if you put me in your lines, I'm a cut
2] Get a million writers of a room combined in it Try to get every idea of every possible to spit Every punchline, every combination rhymes with 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 minutes And I this 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, rally troops, try to boost the morale Only time I start a movement's a I even give 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 'bout to break out, I mean get a rash from it too 'Cause I say I have allergies, I actually do But just an analogy, I've never had a reaction to you
3] Creature from the Lagoon I reach up and I smack the You're grief struck I'm back so soon Your teacher for this Creep up with a of hoodlums We pack a like Capri Sun tucked like we each snuck in a submachine gun We in a submarine bun, with a bag of shrooms Cup of lean up in the room Justin Bieber in a Catholic Selling dust and reefer when your is to him Don't adjust speaker I'll cuss the stripes off of a fuckin' zebra I'm at the zoo Huffin' cleaner 'til I gag fumes Fuck with a plastic spoon While I some G-Funk and blast some Snoop 'Cause her double 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 tongue and cheek, you asslicks do 'Cause you love to eat butt, it's sad but
4] I just a leak suddenly What I think in my gut become in sync My thoughts and my link up with each other Ink touches the pad, boom! the day Dre gave me beats, I was made elite That's what makes me me stink, 'til these tats are fading ink Who's the greatest? Think we're debating, wink ADD, and put out an APB 'Cause take LAPD and me layin' in the street For you to see Shady And I'll bet ya they'd need 'Cause I'd have to be stomped by men to suffer a defeat I pray please to make me decent Inhaling the ingredient of pain relievers, and saline I take three Aleves, tryna these fevers, I'm ailing I stay free of divas and screamin' they keep schemin' on me Vading keepin' the at bay Like Laci Peterson, fetuses Legs and feet have weighted, chained in semen It's straight wait! Even if it takes meat cleavers to make schemes are enablin' me to remain deviant Breakbeat, eat her like meat Emcees take seats AMC theaters ringleader, depraved king Who mainstream media Which makes things easier, under scrutiny smooth criminal, livin' room With the nude Reese Who was bruised, with a broom in two pieces, and lays deceased in it Bit with a leash, and his chain-link leapin' it Live in the booth, shave, eat, bathe, drink, in it bleed the shit, still and I poop, pee it It's a spillage, a sewage leak, waste feces The syllables ooze fecal, they like renewed leases 'Cause my brain 'em
5] Like waste excretion, it's As I'm givin' these grief, they're feelin' the blues 'Cause even if my shoes, thieves Just to fill 'em's a feat A hill and it's too Obey demons, we're still in cahoots Keep me blank sheets As soon as I sink these And I'm killin' the loose to shake these trees again Wait, make that phrase again the loose leaf, shake these trees again Get the rake, but it me leavin' 'em
6] Vicodins, new prints, I bite them and chew The whites and the blues with nitrus balloons And I like to gluesticks, put Ricin on toothpicks On the mic I'm just ruthless, a crisis, a Who I I give two shits If wanna license my music to entice with Then use the shit like it's the blueprint for ISIS
7] Excuse me while I into space for a few In a daze or haze, glazed over, crazed warp Mental cased off, always had a straight-forward But you keep givin' the flamethrower fuel No one's ever lower, shrewd, and way more rude like a lawn-mower blade rolled thru it And has little to do with bein' gay, boy It's just the wordplay's goin' But much I can say or do 'Cause no excuse, the way I go at you {censored} You say I'm always So if I look way, you're screwed if looks could kill, I could start a hate-war too 'Cause I'd murder you bitches by turnin' the gaze on you
8] Let's take it before the tightly-worn pants To the Nike, Jordan, The stripe Lee's, Jordache, and the white Lightning storms might be fast Such a forecast! But you're slightly hoarse, rasp From the cyphering or-gasp, but reciting your raps While you're tightening your grasp around the mic 'cause you done shitted on it so much, you're always reminded of your 'Cause your sore, that's 'Cause you still haven't finished wiping your ass From the night before No good, but rap I'm too-good-for-my-own-good at Fuck adulthood, I'm a brat Where your cojones at? Mine are being rode, in fact: They're frozen, you seen a cul-de-sac? So big they fell out my scrotum, I sowed 'em back
9] Dick so long, a shoulder-strap For that, unroll it and fold it back So difficult to wrap in the pro-filactic, it it So I pack a Trojan so fat, when I lay it it's like a yoga mat Make a bitch think she's in aerobics The you don't wanna poke its back The of rap, your fuckin' lead singles are my bonus tracks I appear, my peers stop Hearts fall in their stomach, spirits drop Careers flop, their gears lock, severe Fear at the mere Lyrics are top-tier, I'm so at the top I'm in the sky I talk Bitch, I'm so fly when I walk, my pop
Oh, and I'm just ladies, you know I love you I got a for a line