[Round 1: B. Dot]
Black African power...but to the conscious community, this gon' kinda hurt
I came in this game to spit enlightenment
But all this contention in this dimension, done made me kinda worse
So I said, "f** it", I get back on that Piru sh**, that soo woo sh**
I'll pull a tool quick, let a shotti burst
I bet you want a godly verse or some intellectual lines that I rehearse
But I figure, in order for the brain to work
Well don't Blood gotta pump through the body first?
Oh, oh, oh, you think I'm just conscious
Blood I got a troubled nature
Where I'm from, it's a thin line and most n***as that love ya hate ya
Bunch of bangers, Bloods, Crips and esses, no double spaces
College drop out, two heats pop out
Separate degrees I double major
You in trouble ain't ya?
Ever since Arsonal scrapped ya?
We all can't believe you still breathing n***a
I mean we all watched the show but who would know, we'd actually see The Walking Dead
Trying to break even with a Negan n***a
I swing the barbwire bat, crack, take his top down like a Caesar n***a
I'm doing it Big, you just a Brooklyn kid along for the ride, Lil' Caesar n***a
I can't believe these n***as
Set us up for the fight well it's probably a fix
Try me, get mixed
Get roped and doped I'll Ali ya sh**
Do I see ya clique? I'm hoping so cause after I lean your sh**
You gon' really need somebody like Aaliyah hit
I'll squeeze the fifth before I let you see these fists
You'll get the bow before we fight like a Chinese flick
Or catch him in the whip, put it all in his face on some D.E. sh**
Empty the whole D.E. clip, have bullets ricocheting off everything in the vehicle
Hit the radio, made his Daddy Yankee CD skip
Aw n***a you see this sh**
This ain't a space you can share with me nah
I mean pan the room and see you in a pit with a bull
And you gon' have to bare/bear with me dawg
Square with me? Nah
Where I'm from, we was taught to hold the gun, think miniature golf
n***a the smallest swing can get a hole in one
This is mo' than fun and you more than wack, I been told him that
I been waiting, to get my hands around the throat of a ho from Smack
And you know these cats, two fingers and a thumb how they show the strap
n***a where I'm from, two fingers and a thumb mean you better know where you rolling at
You not gangsta, stop promoting that
I advise you to vacate the promo
For that sh** you chopping, kick have 'bout sixty Crips melee your dojo
Dummies in the clip, it's ironic how they spray a dodo
We connect on the west, I had that S laying down behind the P like a Playstation logo
You better act like you know bro
I advise you to leave them toy guns home
I creep up from the side with the nine and put it here (hair)
On the back of your neck like a young Roy Jones
You in the wrong time zone n***a
All them east coast battle rankings, man that does nothing here
I mean just cause I'm a Rare Breed don't mean that Blood, Sweat & Tiers
And all them n***as over there, if you asking me they actually weak
And none of them n***as can rap with me
f** tiers/tears, cry me a river, the whole top fake
Lil' scrappy T, who wanna scrap with me?
Mikey P? Blood, tell your boss to show me the money, get your Jerry Maguire on
I'm known for being fire on cam', you known for being on cam' getting fired on
Hold up, but back to who I'm riding on
I'll creep up with the iron drawn
Cause I'm with a demented style, cause I'm offended now, so I spit the pound
And keep dumping, even after you hit the ground
Challenge accepted, there go your extended rounds
[Round 1: Cortez]
B. Dot gon' lecture us today?
[B. Dot]
Nope. Nope
[Cortez]
That's a good thing
I don't wanna hear a whole bunch of "what" and "whys" you're a funny guy
You should've did that and made sure your people come alive before the sun arise
Now I get it, but see it's good cause I wanna give y'all a different view
I need y'all to see things from the other side
Now everybody close your eyes
I need y'all to imagine a son that's nine
Before he wakes up for school and packs his book bag, he's gotta tuck his pride
Why? Con Ed just cut the lights for the hundredth time
Extension cord, he's knocking next door and ask the neighbors to run a line, he's undermined
Now last night his stomach growled at least a hundred times
And he's got f**ing fuel that's anger and you know why?
He's a puzzled mind with hatred in his heart for every time he looks inside his mother's eyes
Now why? She's a dope head
We're enlightened, we understand that she may be sick
But to that poor little kid he's looking at her like, "I hate this b**h
Why the bills always late and sh**?
I've never had the latest kicks
It's the same outfit that repeats over and over and over like Agent Smith."
Now wait a second, now the kid is sixteen
What he gotta do? He gotta hustle for the loot and figures
And you come here with this elevated bullsh**?
You gon' tell that man how to feed his fam'
And tell him hustling is useless to this stupid n***a?
How is he the dropout but today I gotta school you n***a?
The real food for thought in life is you can't eat books for dinner, you stupid n***a
Don't you ever judge what a man gotta do!
That kid wasn't taught the ways of a queen
His childhood memories: dope bags and needles
That little n***a was raised by a fiend, I'm Spanish, you're black
But every color in this room can relate to the scheme
So never preach black over white, it proves you're color blind and how you throw shade in-between
That's why, I don't wanna hear none of this sh** he's talking 'bout today
You and I we nothing alike, different struggles with the same views and raps
We could've been brothers for life
But you're a walking contradiction, you popping guns now?
Oh wow, you giving out s**er advice
And I don't wanna hear that your fam's mean, if your brother's polite
My surroundings weren't astounding I was down and bummy
I slept on a train, I slept in my car, but you know I was proud cause I was down for something
But I was street smart you know
I learnt how to get empowered with a dollar dummy
I learnt the biz and sh** that's how I'm still spending Hitman Holla money
Let's talk about it
That sh** you talk is gossip
Just because y'all don't understand don't mean that the boy's conscious
It's J. Cole in kufi, y'all don't get it? It's all nonsense
And I don't gotta diss the west to prove he's a false prophet
The sh** you talk about, is it logic or is it gossip?
Cause you rap like you're Common and conscious
Oh you're a prophet, I'd rather rap what's common and pop wit for the profits
You're a Blood that turned preacher, that image to me it conflicts
Yo' sh** reminds them of the pyramids, my sh** reminds them of the projects
n***a, I see this all before
While you was out there preaching to the boys we was scheming on the law
You studied hieroglyphics, same sh**, I woke up to the graffiti on the wall
R.I.P. murals for those that met fate
You learnt from books, my n***a I had to learn from their mistakes
And you talking all this black power bullsh** and that what excite fans?
But you still chose Organik over Smack so you working for the white man
All this drama, you dissing Saga cause he a Christian, funny
You ain't battle all year and now you up here for a little bit of Christmas money
That sh** is funny
It's a white man's holiday bro
That's how I know he's a hypocrite, a fake, a phony, it's all hype
It's crazy, I got a black on a n***a to bring him into the light
I'm the most underrated, underhanded, I oversaw
But being overlooked creates a pen that's over all
So don't ask if I'm top tier dummy
I'm whooping this n***as a** for that top tier money
[Round 2: B. Dot]
I'ma tell you the same way Daylyt told me
Nobody wants to hear that bullsh** Sharriff
I got enemies, got a lot of enemies, yeah they treat me like Drake with the energy
But I'm not your average Joe so bu*ting (Budden) into sh** that don't fit well that's just mistaking my symmetry
Now I got AK's, 4-5's, 9's, it'll look like I raided an infantry
And all these b**hes can't wait to ring off like escaping polygamy
Now that first round was interesting
I laid down the landscape to show y'all a different me
I mean in order to build we gotta keep it real cause shedding blood and blood shed, well that's two different things
I hope y'all listening, I had to raise my consciousness above the grain amongst some other thangs
It wasn't fun to bang, see a mother's pain after another slain
But look at me now aye/A, positive, but that Blood type still in a brother veins and ain't nothing changed
I'm just RBG, if I get that Call Of Duty, I'm pulling out the tooleys and the RPGs
If holmes (homes) try to get mobile, doo doo doo, I give his RV three
You thought it was all Love & Hip Hop? Hardly G
For coming crooked and sideways out the mouth, money will straighten that out like Cardi B
Be thoughtful E, on how you send your message to Sparta
It'll be a deep dark hole that we foot you in, I'll put hands on your blood
With enough combinations to get you out of any vault Smack ever put you in
What it took to win? Playing with your name?
Hardcore, Cor', do a bunch of silly flips
I'd rather catch you in the ring, fresh out the restaurant from a Denny's dish
You with your pretty b**h? I'll pull out this Bad Boy and make him take that take that when the semi spit
He gon' need Faith with every step he take trying to get away
Think he really quick?
Well dodging these bullets will have him dancing in the rain doing the Diddy skip on some R.I.P. Biggie sh**
I'm really lit, you can't hit me with the Lux clone sh** like the guy's fake
I'll send 20 if I'm irate and get you dubbed (U Dubb) for the High Stakes
If you got me enraged I'm co*king a gauge
I'll prove the same point as Hollow when these hollow points come out the crowd don't be surprised when Cal's pop on the stage
Yeah you gots to behave
He be biting Surf's style, then he diss him
Oh he gon' say he not but y'all know he fake a lot, peep the whole Laker's plot
It's like Kobe at the free throw line, biting a Jersey n***a before you take a shot
What you claiming Aak? You slanging rock?
Aww fella that's so lame everybody did dirty
My big homies was in they own lane, that Hov lane
And when it came to running base, they safe, slide first
The enemies? Either Dash'ed when them sigs burst
They ain't hear sh**, it was silent partner; Biggs Burke
Now I done did work and got these veterans scared to share the throne
They swear he cloned, well me and Lux got different minds and mines is in a realer state, don't compare me holmes (homes)
I hit 'em with the A.K. cause like D.A.K. I'm a rookie that's very known
But if the A.K. jam I got faith in the 9 still; Jerry Jones, let's carry on
This gon' be so easy, I mean how many of your battles got vaulted?
I heard they put 'bout 11 in the slot, that's cold Beasley
This coast needs me, to expose these n***as and a list of vets that lack performance
Always banking on a shot that we get the point once it hits the net
You like Jim Jones in an abandoned home
Can't find your way, your Set Dipped, got nobody to call on, damn
In other words, you lost in the building but wanna give us this feeling that it's all on Cam'
That's your fall on plan?
That's your fall on plan?
Time n***a
[Round 2: Cortez]
B. Dot and Loaded Lux walk into a bar
This about to get nasty
"B-B-Beloved is that you?
Oh my gosh I'm your biggest supporter, you know
I know you're Loaded Lux, n***a I know you a baller but go 'head hit the bar you can order whatever you wanna."
Well Lux is like, "Well let's do the Patron king, you know, get slunk, drunk in a coma til our buzz getting sober
Represent for our people over the boarder before Trump builds the wall up
You know tequila is about to get banned."
He's like, "I don't give a damn. I'm more of a bourbon guy."
Lux, "You know I like to mix it up with the cola."
"But my brother, my brother that is poison. You shouldn't be f**ing with soda."
The bartender is confused as f** though
He's looking at 'em like, "Guys, it's been an hour are y'all gonna order?"
And all that yadda yadda back and forth they finally agreed on two cups...full of water."
Bro, y'all be confusing me, real talk
I don't know if I may be clueless
But when you try to use big words and sound smart but don't use it
It's foolish and it actually makes you stupid
Talking 'bout, "Let me get a water on the rocks, king."
My n***a you look like a loser
That's why I be getting high, I gotta keep my mind on the buddah
The sh** he be rapping, be blowing my f**ing high, it keep my mind in a stupor
You keep talking 'bout our past, shut up I'm trying to turn up the future
I gotta hear some real sh** sometimes
You know, some sh** that makes me feel I can write my rhymes and write my life with two pistols by my side
On court with the blazer so take flight like Glide
I got the ratchet, I'm 'bout to clap-nah
He's non violent I forgot my bad my guy
Well let me put these Clips away, okay sike I lied
n***as always wanna be like brother polite
That means I'm confused for no reason
Because all he did was raise a black fist and that's it, now you believe him?
Those views are deceiving, how you gon' walk in a black man's footsteps when his shoes you're repeating (European)
That's real sh**, that's why I hate these f**ing hypocrites
I catch him while he touring I'm a Regulator so ask my G we been warring (Warren)
Let's see if you can run, you gon' need the Lord then thinking Cor' is real light you'll need more men
Israelite, Mormon, y'all get it, but I ain't stutter but he should've caught that Koran line cause I'm a butler
Serving two treys/trays, Purge it's a new day
Because I'm murdering this refurbished version of Lupe
I got that propeller pad, hella swag
The chopper will lift, you gon' need nurses, insurance, all types of doctors and sh**
White people running, Lush One's moccasin's rip
Cause what's under this big t is with the total opposite sh**
So I say that, to say this
I ain't here to lecture you n***a, I'm glad you're enlightened but stop acting like you better than n***as
Puerto Ricans spilled blood on this land, we got a right to it dummy
My grandfather was drafted in the war but could never vote and still he had to fight for this country
Obama came into office, he got us out of recession
Not my island, we're still bankrupt and we fighting depression
Puerto Ricans and blacks started hip hop together, you can't take one without the other
But over time, our struggles, we was trained to hate one another
But through the decades, the sh** we went through, made us relate to each other
So if I use the N word it's only cause my people are the only ones who can relate to it brother
[B. Dot]
That's f**ing wack n***a
[Cortez]
That's wack? That's wack? But you talking through my rounds and it got me fed
So if I let the chrome elevate it'll leave him like his chain with a hollow head
I'm the most underrated, underhanded I over sown
Being overlooked creates a pen that's over all
It don't matter if I'm top tier dummy
I'm whooping this n***as a** for that top tier money
[Round 3: B. Dot]
I apologize, pardon my anger
I'm just upset with the fact you act like I won't harm you or blaze ya
Like I'm just some square from Bel Aire
Blood, cousin to who Will but still swinging arms
This Carlton will Bank ya
Sword vers' sword, where I'm from we had to sharpen the razor
This is way before I became a conscious provocative thinker
With the mind of Einstein combined with Elisa behavior
But who taught me? The bangers
The Pacoima Piru's, you never caught me with wa*kstas
They was like, "Oh, you down with O. P.P. I guess they can see I was Naughty By Nature
We all bashers of the party, our father's Black Panthers
Who question authority, they plot on the answers
Disorganized us, you see L.A. (UCLA) been banging ever since bunch of y'all got shot on that campus
But you wouldn't understand this, especially since your man just
Came to Los Angeles, hearing the name Cortez which caused so much pain in my fellow Hispanics
But you boricua, brown proud, see that's the picture you paint for the canvas?
Well I'm erasing the color patterns to get back to the surface I'm scratching
We all heard of them Spaniards
They came to the land of yo' ancestors and considered the indigenous savage
Well what happened? You supposed to be Taino, now you claiming you Spanish?
That's the language of the oppressor, I guess they made you convert to they habits
And that's just how your relationship with Smack is
You know they break bread with you first but we know that thirst couldn't manage
Made you leave your homeland to find work
I guess your worth's not established, that's where your legacy was birthed
You should be main event any given night with your status
You go on a hot run for three months straight and still no Summer Madness
But let's talk about who her man is
Hernan Cortez, that's the name of the Spaniard who came to Los Angeles turned the Aztecs into Hispanics
I me Los Angeles used to be Mexico
We prolly battled it out on the same spot where we standing
So you gots to get shot with the cannon
I gotta do ya, send a shot into ya
This is black love brown pride, Shaka Zulu meets Montezuma
It wouldn't be L.A without Mexicans, I got 2Pac to prove it
All my esse's rock is Big T's so you know they Chilaka Boo sh**
So f** Cortez n***a, in my hood all you rock is Converse
On the feets of men unemployed but that's the ploy
Designed to make the economic decline worse
We trying to raise men
You'd rather let the boys be boys get slammed, 25 to life now they moms crying hurting
For that? I'll send you four ball heads screaming, I'll turn The Bunker to an Onyx concert
You can't define the God's work
Black power, I'm really 'bout this n***a
On July 23rd you was here at The Bunker, I was gonna pull up and house this n***a
But I was at One United Bank down in Compton
Black Money Matters, opening up accounts my n***a
So when you vers' Bigg K was getting announced go figure
I was literally putting my money where my mouth is n***a
And n***a, I gotta stop using the N word, it done hurt my people in the worst way
But you not my people so you should never use it in the first place
n***a, just be Taino, reconstruct the culture of your ancestors from their birthplace
Pray to your gods like, [?], you know the ancient deities that make the earth shake
But you don't know what that mean bro
You just a gringo that go where ever the green go
So I'll break it down from the perspective of your oppressor
You know [?] espanol, [?] Taino
Por que [?]
You can't even explain what I said
Diaz De La Muerte
I just welcomed Cortez to the Day Of The Dead
[Round 3: Cortez]
All this, fake Scientologist, black empowering, Islamist, denouncing any novice
Conspira-shut the f** up, that sh** is garbage
You studied the earth, wind, the sun and the moon, Kemetic science
So that's yo' logic? That sh** is nonsense
East, West, North, South the truth is what I encompa**
You talking this non violence
I don't listen to you boy cause real talk, sometimes you gotta smack a n***a just for him to get the point
Now, what you gon' talk about? Euphrates and the Tigress?
n***as be waking up and worried about ISIS
But you think you slick stealing from the collection plate
But it's in private getting paid for these battles but claim your message is priceless
It's bullsh**, I don't buy it
You claim you're enlightened, separating the blacks and whites but that's divisive
So it makes you no better than Trump so you're a tyrant
I'd like to talk to you for a second
I don't knock what you doing, but stop knocking ours
We on the block for hours, trying to profit for hours
Donald Trump? He wakes up to a suite and his view is from the top of the tower
For us, sh** ain't sweet, we trying to tower Trump's views and leave our pocket's empowered
n***a, what you think? Mitch was Paid In Full because he ain't wanna be bummy?
That man sacrificed his life for the streets and he did it for Sonny
You think Tony was Scarface cause he wanted to be?
f** you expect when you fresh off the boat and no kinda degree?
That's how I can see through the sign is see through
The signs point to evil and the sh** that I feed you, is divine and rare
You see what's at stake/steak when I'm eating
In my prime, I need to tell you, my d**h I done seent it
I done dreamt it a million times
And that explains why Malcolm is with the M1 peeking through the blinds
And I learned it now, I get it
It's a cause and effect you gotta absorb the truth
Higher Learning, for every Ice Cube there's a Remy sniping n***as off the roof
So you wanna go to the streets with it?
Let's choose if it's you or me
Cause I swear I'll smoke him and then promote him, at his eulogy
All this yap, yap, yap, yap, yap is losing me and confusing me
Don't tell me, you need to show them what you do for your community
Have you ever spent time after cla** with kids or donated ma**ive gifts?
What? Cause it's the white man's holiday it proves that you're backwards kid and you're Kaepernick
Cause you claim to be in the game but you don't stand for sh**
That's why I'm roaming strapped, the chrome will clap
Bones will crack, real esses don't respect the Blood in Pacoima flats
But I'm in your LA Battleground, right?
And I'm ready for a battle but you made it off luck (Lux) so how are you enlightened when you came into his shadow?
That's another story man
I got a new slogan, man f** you fakes corny
Y'all keep doing what y'all do just stay the f** away from me
It's Brooklyn, all day I keep it trill for that
I lick a shot for PH cause the real is back
Bang bang