Charron - Charron vs Manaz Ill lyrics

[Round 1: Charron] Besides getting bodied by Illmaculate where were your achievements? It ain't the Coral Sea when I say there's a great barrier between us I wanted Justice or Antedote so I could barely believe this You're a waste/waist that's not felt from Down Under like paraplegics Do you think you could beat me in this round? Better chance of Drake doing the Crack A Bottle Remix with Chris Brown It's [?] and I'm [?] in a bad mood Show me disrespect I'll wring your neck like a 360 tattoo Travelling the world is what I'm eager to do I've been to England and I even went to Sweden in June The Philippines I'm hopefully reaching there too I haven't seen Australia yet but never have you! You rap about your struggles all the time but don't cry bro I mean being blind is so easy I can do it with my eyes closed Ayo Arcane, there's something I wanna address you with Do you or did you not say your favorite movie was True Lies...yes you did Near murder, even your miracle workers calling it quit soon Manslaughter, drown you in bath water as Anne Sullivan hits you You got a Yankees hat but in here, hockey's an issue You wanna take this home but my game's sick so I'ma Jonathan Quick you He'll milk his gimmick in this battle til it's practically stale You've hit a bump in the road like reading a map that's in braille You're like Edward Norton in Fight Club with your act, it's for sale Cause with out Pitt-y wouldn't have punches felt on an international scale He gets his sympathy votes when you're judging events The only stuff he should get is a bus pa** and a government check to f**ing cover his rent Man, I'll grab that water from your hand and chug til nothing is left And uppercut til your d**h and have that Cane beside an Undertaker like the WWF Your dad's a nurturing parent and the best friend to his chick When your mom's out he makes sure you're breast fed by his dick It sends chills down your spine when I remind you the incest that you did You're getting chilly knowing you swallowed your own father like that Scott Tenorman kid f** a crucifix I'm deading him quick Crossing this p**y on some Exorcist sh** You put out songs but my freestyles are getting more clicks I'm Jimmy Hendrix, even off the head I get hits [Round 1: Manaz Ill] He mentioned my battle with Illmac' that was some intelligent stuff Cause I battled Illmac, I battled Illmac, I battled Ilmac' I know it's repetitive but I battled Illmac and you're jealous as f** Yo, check this out your black motherf**er! Hey, you better listen to every single word I say you fat motherf**er Hold up, that's not the f**ing punchline, what you laughing at motherf**er? Oh let me guess, he's thin and white huh? That motherf**er Alright f** his color, I'm convinced he's a b**h At school, no one liked him As a kid, his friends would throw parties and say he couldn't come on some impotent sh** So when it comes to the women this prick isn't pimping a chick They say he's "narrow minded" cause he thinks with his dick and it's thin as a stick Yo, check it out Charron You were meant to come to my country to battle but you can't though See in Australia you aren't known And with those weak a** punches you got I'm surprised you ain't snapped your arm bone Which is ironic because the pitch of your voice makes me hate your f**ing Bartone You sister Megan hit me up We had her around, taking off her skirt and blouse, we was trying to work it out The b**h hit me up to f** and it reminded me of your verses How I heard the sound of her voice and it instantly made me turn her down Yo your mom dukes is a Satanist In Braille it says 666 on her left nipple tip Yo, I told her if she tries to play me like a punk she can get crippled with my s** pistol quick Motherf**er, of course I was bound to diss you for all those gun rounds you flipped Because the fact that you use guns bars makes the fact that I use gun bars actually sound legit So you don't wanna know about the beef that I can bring That sh**'s just stupid as leaving me to look after your kids and keep an eye on things Your voice has got that gay pitch And when you add that to the fact you lied about your age it just proves you're a fake b**h Just like the girl you use to date is See I'll be the first c*nt to admit if you spat something that's sick But my contribution to this battle scene outweighs any one of your flips Because me being blind forces all you battle rapping f*ggots To be more creative and come up with a sicker and funnier diss Cause without me you'd just be rapping about my mom or my sister s**ing a dick Or something fake you un-creative son of a b**h Yeah, how about you hit me with 100's of flips I don't give a sh**, your girlfriend has got the most humongous of tits But I don't feel them like braille when lumps are not thick f**ing-f** you, you're sh** [Round 2: Charron] I'ma flip his opening Illmac' scheme cause you can tell he's a chump I can see, I can see, I can see, you know I can see b**h you're just jealous as f** And your African bars, best believe that they're wack You're blind so I'm not surprised you see me as black And yo listen, your sister told you I was black and you're a heavyweight at fresh b**h when your sister told you I was black it was just an educated guess And yo c'mon, you wanna diss about some other sh**, that was wack You brought up Bartone? He wants his sungla**es back Yo, when you were born your parents wanted to raise you with cla** But as soon as they sodomize it was a pain in the a** Slow it down, did I say it too fast? As soon as they saw them eyes it was a pain in the a** I'll come to your family dinner and start co*k slapping your sister Just to watch you get mad at me quicker Than a woman's right activist following Organik on Twitter Step your sight game up How come this guy gets a pa**? He couldn't raise money his scene supplied him the cash I ain't referencing the stick you use for guiding your path When I say before you make moves you have to rely on your staff The league build you up but nothing is stable Cause you're friends with the judges on the company payroll Losing to him? Man in his hometown? That's somewhat disgraceful It's like Vince Vaughn in Wedding Crashers the jerking happened under the table You dick s**er Always on your knees at your house There's so much skeet in your mouth you could get a b**h pregnant just by eating her out I swear he's in love with semen His a** cheeks like a jealous couple, they'll let anything come between 'em You think he's a gay p**no k**er when he's moving up on ya The dude is a monster known for sticking body parts inside of mails/males like Luka Magnotta He makes fun of his condition to leave people impressed It's like Saw 2's opening scene of events Cause ripping up your own eyes are your only key to success They're sympathetic you cry just to get what you like from this Others left on the side they put up bread for your flight and sh** I get that you're blind I'm just shedding some light on it The only sense that it heightened was your sense of entitlement [Round 2: Manaz Ill] My fans did pay my fight My fans did pay for my flights But it's funny that you clown this Cause I speak for my scene and they put their Money Where Their Mouth Iz KOTD sh** {chokes} Motherf**er, I heard a few of your bars, here's some advice that I got You should retire because 100 Bulletz already put you inside of a box Like you got popped by a firing squad And he didn't even need a rifle or Glock Motherf**er I'm about to get blind drunk, buy me a scotch I figure it's cool for me to get blind as I want cause this guy just got bodied by 100 Bulletz So clearly I won't be the only person getting f**ed up by all them shots Speaking of which I wrote this drunk on a damn plane I f**ing flew twenty hours just to come to this man's place Roll up on him like DNA mom's on a rampage Yo, so I can k** this motherf**er in front of his fan base And have him missed by more people than one of my handshakes And f** yeah I reference my blindness and every punch that my fam' say Because I'm guaranteed to make fun of it and not ignore it and try to cover it up like a band aid By the way, I heard all of your music, I've heard the crew you've got Every c*nt in that band's AIDS f** it you're mad gay Motherf**er, I don't give a sh** about the rhymes that you're spitting I beat this guy in submission You couldn't see any of the f**ing rhymes that I'm flipping Like you just swapped eyes and you had Ryan's type vision See the sh** I'm gonna say, is different today You don't wanna f** around with any of it, so listen okay? Motherf**er, when you turn 17 I hope your vision starts to suffer So when you read you can't make out any of the writings I hope your motherf**ing family starts to play tricks on you And your mother pretends to be your cousin and then your niece I hope your vision gets so bad that every time you walk you stumble incessantly I hope you hit me up and request to meet so you can ask me for advice on what it's like being blind And I can chuckle and then proceed to rebu*tal you then repeat Every single blind joke you f**ing just said to me See the two of us aren't that different I know it seems dumb dude But you always wanted to be the champ and be the best And you had a title shot until 100 Bulletz machine gunned you Motherf**er I wanted to be the best and battle winner since I been young too But I've actually achieved that goal still I need some proof Cause they say you gotta see to believe and it's not easy for me to peep the rerun views But the point that I'm getting at and what this all leads up to Is neither one of us is going to see our motherf**ing dream come true! Yo, you got a bunch of lines about serial k**ers and they were great bro But I think it's f**ed up that I just got so many gay jokes from a person who's not straight though I mean wait up, I could f** you up in...one tiny verse Of course he plays to win When he masturbates he plays with himself so he's always going to come quiet first f** this guy, I don't give a sh** what he busts Why serve me? Motherf**er you about to get cut And I'll leave this chump with sliced nerves You about to get smoked like a blunt of my herb And you'll be more f**ed up than when I'm drunk and high, word [Round 3: Charron] You wanna talk about my "Play To Win" shirt, that ain't something I'm certainly baring Which one of your f*ggot friends told you which shirt I was wearing? Ayo, you wanna talk about my fake girlfriend, well I'll address the issue let's go {Pulls out flowers} Dear Laura Tarsi, we've been through some powerful stuff It was love at first sight, while it was lust I don't defend you when people clown you too much So I finally bought you flowers for once {Just before handing her flowers he pulls them back} Psych, I never buy flowers for c*nts How come you didn't let a brother hit it? Here's something I never said before I lost two battles cause you wanted to be an attention who*e I realize it's not a great look If you thought we were in a relationship then Corey Charron Lied To Your Facebook Laura, you may not like this speech but it's my rant I think we should see other people, even though this guy can't Ayo, I'm out shining a motherf**er You choked in that second round so I'm frying a motherf**er Er, ah, f**- You choked in that second round so I'm frying... Nah f** that! I got 30 pages of rhymes in this motherf**er! He wasn't born blind but that's fine with me You lost your vision when you were nine, long time no see Corey Charron gun bar, {gun co*king sound} I'm blazing the nine b**h, I've seen better pupils in A Dangerous Mind Let's get it popping player, odd behavior like Hopsin's swagger I'm not the Boston Strangler, I'm his doppelganger You wanna take this to Australia you'll get bodied later I'll leave you beside Sydney on ice like Crosby's trainer Walk the plank cause I drop the anchor This guy ain't sick your music wouldn't be pirated by Somali sailors Talk sh** and HFK will display his Islamic nature Allah is his savior, messing with Charron is like taking a shot of Jager...cause the bomb comes later This rapper should just stop it, no one's watching it dude It's like your battles are agnostic they ain't got any views The day you beat me with the played out schemes you constantly use Casey Anthony will raise a family with out baby casualties all in the news Ayo, I get that WorldStar love, on BET I'll be wrecking cats Organik, my next battle will cost you like seven stacks HFK wants a chain well he should check the stats He'll have to get through me first in a number one contender's match [Round 3: Manaz Ill] STOP! YELLING AT ME! Your whole last round, half of it wasn't even directed at me! And I know what you're thinking I should've predicted most of those lines, right? Well normally I would've but my mind's eye is so blind I don't even have hindsight Yo, I hate you sighted motherf**ers I even hate web and construction sites sh**, I hate people with vision so much that I want to f**ing blind the public eye Motherf**er, I know my name is Manaz/manners but you'll find I'm nothing nice I'm clutching knives to rob you of your own vision when I cut the lights b**h, I'm Blind Furious, I'm Dare Devlish I just might go psycho Cause I got an iPhone but I don't have sight though You're the type of motherf**er who gets beats up by his hype man [?] Cause he don't know who he's f**ing with, like me when I am in Thailand See you're right, half the battles I've been in get f** all views And I meant to do this to promote my tracks I did a battle with Diz' a month ago and the video footage they upload is wack So you can't even hear how half the f**ing flows I spat I spent a grand getting my teeth fixed and the front one is still going black But you're so blinded by my being blind you probably didn't notice that {starts freestyling} Now people wanna ask me, "Manaz, why you so wild?" Cause motherf**er I hear you b**h about your perfect little life and I smile See I had to cope with losing my sight as a child Not when I was nine, when I was five by the while But anyway I had to cope with my sight as a child I had to learn how to live without using my eyes for awhile And I learned to persevere just so I could have 360 go biting my style What? Speaking of 360, you mention him yeah? That was a f**ing dope rhyme I wish I had that motherf**ers type fuse But speaking of 360 it's funny you mentioned him Cause we just got started and I still f**ing hate boys like you Now motherf**er understand this I learned to live without sight, I learned what beauty is I know that real beauty is being free inside your mind You judge people on how they look, like what you peep defines their lives So in turn your fear in being judged is why you won't succeed in life So I had to motherf**ing teach you what not needing eyes was like Just so the two of us could finally start to see things eye to eye And I was gonna diss his b**h and say about how she's been in orgies But this motherf**er just must've come across my notepad Cause every diss I was gonna say to the dumb s*ut he said it for me Yeah, should I continue to flip? Nah, I wanna keep going I don't care how many minutes is it Yeah, listen to this, I'ma k** you motherf**er nah I should really just finish it and quit