[Round 1: Gjonaj]
This stage y'all, this stage
I beat Cash Eatin' on this same f**ing stage
And critics did nothing but b**h
I mean really..
Have any of y'all heard of him since?
I went out of town
Caught a body in the mill
Didn't get any credit
This sh** doesn't make sense
They said I punch good
But I never get punched back
I gotta battle mid tier rappers
f** that, I'm above that
I got a steel chin
It makes Hay-makers feel like a love tap
f** rap cause I show up with empty hands
Bearing no gifts take a few months off and y'all notice
Well no this y'all notice empty hands can turn into a closed fist
So this right upper cut to the gut will f** you up I got a Lennox Lewis left that'll have ya leakin' blood
So for you to win tonight...
Ummmmm I'd have to beat my own a** like Ed Norton in Fight Club
Brad Pitt camera scene
I'm sick enough actually to chop you in half and battle your split personalities
Causing casual casualties fatality
And you?
We're dead from the f**ing start no hands!
f** marshal arts if it's me and you
Cans open and take your top apart
I'll/aisle push the metal like a shopping cart
(Isle, AISLE push the metal like a shopping cart)
I don't have a f**ing have a heart
So proceed with caution I know k**ers that squeeze lead often Ohh you royalty?
Get a King sized Coffin
Click the metal do the talking like Stephen Hawking!
I swear that tough talk need to stop
Deep bread fried and popped drive-thru work b**h
A job to speak through a box
It's over soon as I order it, I order hits
Relocate your brain ordinance your b**h around?
That's unfortunate
She likes foreign dick she wanted to kick it like 4th and 46
That's not all
There's more to it
I'm mortal-less moral-less more or less
You knew what was going to happen to a degree like exact coordinates
You still recording it?
Well I did that fast forward sh** like you do I said I'm Moral-less
Moral is more or less you knew what was gonna happen to a degree like exact coordinates you still recording this?
Good!
Since I've opened eyes day dream of not seeing night mares of me
Ironic cause when that gun peels it'll flip 'em
He'll go right to sleep
Hold on a second y'all PEELS!
P.E.E.L.S. Flip it right to sleep!
See that's the difference between you and me?
I'm frost bite hypothermia, pneumonia I'm cold as f** .. You're congestion nothing about you is sick but the build up
You Gary Coleman looking f**
Face the facts of life you midget c*nt you ain't f**ing tough What's you talking bout' Wallace?
Hands go up if I swing a punch
JC I wish you would I'd f** you up!
Cause you have fans who live in a mirage who mistaken not knowing if they follow the wrong leaders fake vision hallucination
Hold on I said He'll lose a nation
But look your fans in the eyes
Or at least try to
Tell everyone individually that you lied to
f** that if they follow you they can lie too
Cause how the f** do you look up to a man that's 5'2"
How the f** do you look up to a man that's 5'2"
[Round 1: JC]
NO LIE, no lie
Gjonaj this part of the game is what posers go thru
Now I'm from the hood for real
You don't know me and I don't know you
But the bars you throw me I could show you
Did you imagine that?
Now how you using battle rap to blend with cats when in fact you look more out your habitat?
Boy straighten up
I mean this ain't for everybody but you gotta take hits
I mean the n***as with you look like they own a bunch on BP's I guess the ga**in' makes sense
See, you gotta learn to jab and take hits
But this not for scrubs now we got a problem
Shawn threw him in the octagon with boxing gloves
I tried to tell my girl what I wanted to try
Cept' she was worried it was something they wouldn't buy And it would be damaging
So scrambling to fix it I could manage it
Told her I knew it was a risk but I could handle it
That wasn't suppose to be that cold
But it goes to show where your stars are
Throwing punches in the octagon exposes em to a arm bar See a large part of this game is a mismatch
But I'm first on deck and I'm not moving
I'ma make y'all master the Euro step
b**h quit with that bullsh** you spit
This my top spot stop watch and I'm co*k blocking
I don't want nobody in this b**h
Now, when my squad's involved you better hope meds is in When I'm poppin' off this sh** real my men will leave sh** peeled
n***a Ty-len-nol so lets face facts
n***as don't perform the same when it ain't SMACK and y'all
Hate that
Y'all say if it ain't the same JC why pay you period?
I say why step down step up b**h we wanna take you serious
But I mean... But this one?
Live stock
I pied him 9 shots
Maddox will fly sent that casket to God that's a sky box
The feeling of k**ing is like a high my word
But you wanna know whats better the look on a n***as face when he's trying to hide his nerves
That one... The only one on his face is doubt
Being face to face with a k**er you've seen k** but not knowing if you're gonna make it out
Then it happens pistols drawn tied up bodies dead with missing parts
I made torture reality he didn't know if it was some sh** he saw or some sh** from Saw
It was bones dead with missing parts where bones lie
Had his ho on the phone line the whole time
Like that bullsh** rap career is why you gonna watch his soul glide
Besides I know how y'all ho's ride
I've seen you perform so it's safe to say a Tommy can turn Gjonaj into a Ghost Right/Wright?
Ghost Wright which one is which?
Not which line should I use which lines do you use when you get sh** from this b**h
Cause I saw you stand behind him mouthing' every word
Then react to the sh** you wrote for him like it was something you've never heard
But it's cool I k** both of you little bums for little to no money
I got 2 round left that's enough time to pick through your whole country
[Round 2: Gjonaj]
Alight that just goes to show you
I'm so f**ing gifted they give me credit for murders I ain't even committed
Okay now let me tell you this
I write my best sh** every f**ing battle
Just because I love my fans he writes mediocre sh** then has the nerve to brag
So I'ma teach you a lesson I learned from my Dad
He said if you wanna fight and someone puts both hands behind their back
You better whoop their motherf**ing a**!
Now welcome to Silence of the f**ing Lambs
The knife will be Hannibal locked in his cranium section
Now wait a second I got a question
Should I leave him with pride?
Please, you're f**ing lucky I'ma leave you alive
I'ma stomp his f**ing head just to see him survive and disfigure his f**ing face till these heels have eyes
That means his f**ing retna's hanging off the bottom of my Nike's
I should walk around the world and let him sight see
So look Shawn if there's a card I'm on you meant
I'm a f**ing monument
I'm deconstructing his f**ing ceiling if he don't god is next
So if my blueprint fail down to knock down the walls that surround his flesh
I'll make him part of the floor plan when I arc-a-tech
Quick question
If I told you 2-step would you dance, or throw hands?
I mean if all you do is live what the f** makes you a man? Guns be m's the only time you get a**
So resting billy holiday you tried to cuff jazz
I mean you need p**y bad
And I'm a pimp in every sense
I own a trick named Alease you can rent the b**h
I own a trick named a lease you could rent the b**h
I said I'm Niiiice
For the right price I'll save you my favorite verse
You'd think I robbed a paper boy the way I got a way with words, word?
Well if you value life here's a word of advice
That pistol I.. keep it like a secret if you wanna see it then try your luck
You don't believe it then like an anemic you can die if you don't get your Iron up
Guns poppin', bodies droppin', I'm buring rat, this nine let a couple ones fly like a terrorist attack
Couple ones, that's 11, 9-11 f**ing flat as a terrorist attack
No seat belts, but stay strapped
Because I'm Albanian and Arabic
What you don't f**ing get it?
That means I got a gun on my waist a bomb on my chest
It gives a whole new meaning to Click-it-or-Ticket FOR REAL!
When gladiators go to war you don't wanna part in it
I control a entire f**ing army you couldn't march in it
Rome wasn't built in a day but it will fall in it
I'm destroying everything you ever built n***a I'm Spartacus
[Round 2: JC]
You only tough when the steel in your hand like Wolverine