Shotti P - Shotti P vs Xcel lyrics

[Round 1: Xcel] Gully, my bad bro Cause that Realiztic sh** is not the way I rock But life drove me nuts, I gave Jesus the wheel, he couldn't make it stop Excuses fake or not, sh** can degrade my stock So since I'm back with the bars, it's right I take a shot I was just in Michigan too, now you in Boston G That's Helter Skelter but here Duck Down, cause we don't Rock with P You stopping me? You ain't thinking responsibly I go for blood, 'Cel/cell have you leaking on every artery Wreck Shotti P with technology follow me I take a Mac and sip P with Steve Jobs my G Nikayah said I phoned you, to give dog the beast The future, from what I see/C P you/U are obsolete Dog with me, all that pride will get you broke to bits Hope you legit, and not acting out some quotes from a script My focus can drift, if the wrong words flow from your lips Get 'Cel sick, think Elvis; You'll die over this sh** See his guys showed him this, he ain't know what war bring I show him empathy, poor thing, then pour things Think Temptation lead singer if I go to draw king Cause I bet you'll slide out first while I let the four sing Random quotes on ransom notes, no limit is off G sh** I even vacationed March through May Take off Spring, brings static we all cling f** a joke, bro I won't play with you Talk to my Taurus that's what I call a debatable I feel a way my dude, you could call it hating too But how is he a new hero? He's incapable I know all your folks don't get it Yeah my bars fly over your head, but all my shots go in it Think Jagerbomb; cause what I bear bro, the shots go in it Open that body bag up and let Shot go in it [Round 1: Shotti P] If you watch me versus Skelly, you saw how that sh** got out of hand Now usually that stunt will get you stomped out, by I understand It was obvious why he lunged out, just thank God it was hurt feelings And that's the reason why the fun stopped, because it could of been Curt Shilling Another white boy bleeding from one sock But that's how you commit a homi, make every punch feel like the earth moving Now I'm catching a body in the middle of Ma**, like a church shooting But you Xcel the god, am I supposed to believe in that n***a? You just acting like a god, you Morgan Freeman a** n***a But I get it bro, life made you this way If life made you this way Then let's see what d**h would do See I respect every body in Team Homi... except for you He don't rep a flag, he ain't g**n, nor letting the cannon shoot But when I put on the mask, the game changing; Crash Bandicoot b**h I came prepared, so you want to rap or scrap? Cause we can make a change of plans, raise yo hands And sh**'ll jump off 'Cel/cell like Shane McMahon Let's leave it all on the table, that n***a Bangz is my son I'm the n***a he look up to And tell Pa**, he don't get a pa**, I'll f** that n***a up to I'm from Detroit, where bullets fly and murder happens Funny acting n***as die, I should Bernie Mac 'em Think Boston Harbor, when he see/sea monsters, he'll know what happens I'm leaving the god in the water like Percy Jackson Look at him, he probably think this is a step back But battling me is a set back But I don't play though, you can die in the ring; Celebrity d**h Match Try to act tough, nah my n***a just rap Or I'm beating sh** down his leg, for everything that X lacks/Ex Lax King Of The Dot, will I get charged for beating up a b**h n***a? Cause Realiztic told me you be beating up your b**h n***a You think that makes you a man? You a little a** boy, and that's a big difference Just imagine a random n***a whipping on your little sister Is should pop his lead put the mil on him like six figures Since he a Boston kid, I'm here to Pun-ish your son like Chris Rivers He thought he was ready, but I knew I had the better style n***a I'm from Seven Mile So you know it get even more disrespectful in my second round Dub n***a [Round 2: Xcel] I said speaking of Shotti, Nikayah I wanted the Horroh dude But my phone be f**ing up, he probably heard me wrong it's cool So I make something out of nothing, cause that's what a god could do I compare Shotti and Shotty for a bar or two Call your goons, let your faculty trip My Homis moving cemetery yo sh**, now your clique the Zombie Zoo Dog be cool, if you don't we pull up Bolts locked, scope stocks, chrome co*ks, AKs that go chop Basically, if war's where it goes, watch Hit yo block, and give Shotti/Shotty an arsenal/Arsonal; Y'all better hope he don't flop/Don't Flop Your jokes hot, but with the bars, you barely aight boy Ain't it bugged out that you the light version of a white boy? With me, I'm no joker, go bat sh** on a dark night/Dark Knight With sharp knives, and I twist 'em while I got them (Gotham) in your heart right Then pull down, the blade serrated, it'll rip him to portions Y'all peep that Batman sh**? Well you'll be tripping for sure when I show You put my name in like some signal of war If he wasn't supposed to die then why would you commision the/Commisioner god then (Gordon) I force in a blade through yo cheek, get that forever smile You tried to play the villain and died, think Heath Ledger now Settle down, understand who you are, this my sh** kid Boston, we had dirty water before Flint did Headshot him, run up where he rest spotting And give this Michigan n***a another lead problem Your threats stopping, offensive lines go with a stretch option I go for your jugular, to show who's the next problem Boy, there's no remorse when I'm attacking ya Take the battery out the back of ya The fact is bruh, the fans counted me out, and them jacking ya Got me pissed, so I got to bag P/pee like a catheter You punishment, I'm just doing what I have to bruh They could have seen DNA get spliced; think Gattaca But you standing here, so you get this k** shot Hold the steel shot, run up be like, "Be still Shot" sh** he cooperated too... and n***a still shot We clear the room, turn a motion picture to a still shot Team Homi n***a! [Round 2: Shotti P] This n***a trash man, just a bunch of light punches and boring schemes They should of replace your face on the flyer with the Jordan meme No wonder you been dropping tiers/tears I saw him on BET, and he was so bummy And I was like "This n***a's raps gotta be fire." But then I found out this n***a's a pathological liar He no-showed two GZs, claiming that his kid's sick I heard you lied about it, and if you ask me that's some b**h sh** You be on the phone with Gully, storytelling like Slick Rick So you skipping battles, you trying to hold a staff Yeah that's how I know he wack But if it ain't GZ it don't count, so I ain't condoning that King Of The Dot don't need him, you don't sell ticks/Celtics Y'all can Len Bias, but I'm ODing and still lying, well so be it The fans can see the snake in 'Cel/cell like a Nokia Hang it up, last year Danny put his career on life support I'm just up here two-stepping kicking a lifeless corpse You just keep dying, like you setting trends Y'all seen his battle with P-nut? Don't watch it, it's not some sh** I recommend n***a P-nut k**ed you, you should of rolled to Oakland with an Epipen But in the 'Yac he said he homeless though... Man, that must really s** when it's cold out But how can you be a man to your daughter when you're not even a man in your own house n***a knock it off, quit this battle rap character n***a I f** with Boston, but I'm from a different Area n***a Detroit city the most segregated place in America n***a And I got King Of The Dot's first airhorn, I'm breaking barriers n***a But you just another Facebook fraud, trying to drop knowledge Every time you make a status, you bugging You're not a god just because you look like a praying mantis He thought it was cool to hit on a women, since Ray Rice happened So watch me whip a n***a on stage like a Daylyt antic It's Zoo Faculty, and your crew only as good as your weakest member So I'ma put him on a T-shirt, that's the only way he'll be remembered Clip so long, that b**h looks like it needs a render Pistol grip and another gun charged like a repeat offender Murder is my hobby, and you about to die for fun n***a That's exactly what you get, for messing with a Dub n***a Dub n***a [Round 3: Xcel] Yo, we got another n***a, on stage doing this extra sh** Rap about B.E.T., my doo rag on UFF and sh** I did get extra pissed but now my first question is How can you talk down about an opportunity you'll never get See the fans say I'm stuck in place and I never see that tier But every battler knows my bars strike mad fear, get that clear I rap weird, beauty store I'll get bagged here f**.... f** is you talking about n***a? This ain't last year! I see your facade, you here for they laughter; Phylicia Rashad I know this b**h, a clear apple, banana to your apple I could aim a pear/pair at ya and you could watch him swallow a slug, no Fear Factor