[Intro: & Royce Da 5'9"] I've always looked at battle rap as competition or war, and the main objective is to destroy, 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 you to spit that lyrical miracle... in the swimming pool
1] Before kicks off, let me set my balls in this tees 'Cause I'm dottin' i's time I cross one of these There's not a redeeming at all in me impossible, seems like an implausible dream Positive clean thoughts But all either altered and mean Assault and demean, tossed and being lost in the scheme Squashed a brainwashing machine an Islamic regime, a jihadist extreme radical Suicide that's seeing Ariana Grande sing her song of the evening And as the audience the damn concert is leaving the device strapped to his abdominal region I'm not gonna finish that, for obvious But bring dogs, I'ma muzzle 'em I'm not Middle Eastern but I'll make a bitch hijab And at least a extra large in the Headscarf and a of tarp underneath the carpet, hasta la vista I go Hamas on the beats to a paradox on the And a pair of crotchless underwear on a terrorist watch Gettin' head in the sand an embarrassed ostrich Professional shit watch who you talkin' to, like Apple wristwear Endangered in this ABC shit a bit scarce decreasing, I face extinction like disc players Told this chick hot as Jada Pinkett And just stared I made her think it Said, "Maybe we should get married." She's facing me, I placed my with my hips square Tell her, "Turn around," spread her for me, then I hit bare Leave her stretched out like a baby on Ric Flair As I ripped her, anal beads in a rear Spray Febreze in the hair her wheeze tryna get air I played for keeps, there's no escaping me, I a bitch scared And chained to me, and throw the key And be so afraid to leave That even if she ends up breaking free just sit there to scrape up enough courage and strength to get up It's impossible rapin' a slut We stay butt-naked and You're close, wait for you, My idea, you comin' too, it's you up With salts after I Quaalude your cup That'll you up if you try to stray like a pup Hate to get bogged in details But bitch, I'm like the dog pound females My brain is corrupt, life, Hillside Strangler I strangle a skank's neck it's triangular Shape but upside down, and my mouth ain't gonna shut And me in your raps if it makes you a buck Or helps you rake in the duckets, I payment in pub 'Cause I ain't get in your bars like I'm waiting the club But if you put me in lines, I'm takin' a cut
2] Get a million writers inside of a room in it Try to get every of every possible line to spit Every punchline, combination that rhymes with it Bitch, a whole team can't see me, no i's in it Head so big, I shot ten times in it Tryna commit suicide in it, took minutes And I this shit gonna challenge me, who? Battle me and win, a fucking fallacy too You one motherfucker in this galaxy, *spits*, reality You fantasy, rally your troops, try to boost the Only time I a movement's a bowel I can't even give a "yeah" or a "woo" when you rap in the Not a "nah" or a "boo" 'Cause even I'm allergic to the crap that you spew I'm 'bout to break out, I don't mean get a rash from it too 'Cause when I say I allergies, I actually do But just an analogy, I've never had a reaction to you
3] Creature from the Black I reach up and I the moon You're struck that I'm back so soon Your for this afternoon up with a pack of hoodlums We pack a like Capri Sun Heat tucked like we snuck in a submachine gun We in a submarine bun, with a bag of shrooms Cup of lean up in the padded Bieber in a Catholic school Selling dust and reefer when back is to him adjust your speaker I'll cuss the stripes off of a fuckin' when I'm at the zoo cleaner 'til I gag from fumes Fuck Christina a plastic spoon While I bump some G-Funk and blast Snoop 'Cause her double are massive, huge! fun for me just to grab a boob Plus my got an attitude My fuckin' Weiner's in a mood Come and a mean one like it's mad at you I tongue and cheek, what you asslicks do you love to eat butt, it's sad but true
4] I sprung a leak suddenly What I think in my gut instinct in sync My thoughts and my stomach link up each other Ink touches the pad, boom! Since the day Dre me beats, I was made elite That's what makes me me Creating stink, 'til these tats are ink Who's the greatest? Think we're still debating, ADD, and put out an APB 'Cause take LAPD and me layin' in the street For you to see beat And I'll bet ya they'd cleats 'Cause I'd to be stomped by forty men to suffer a defeat I pray Jesus to make me decent the main ingredient of pain relievers, and saline I take three Aleves, tryna these fevers, I'm ailing I free of divas and ladies screamin' they keep schemin' on me Vading the women at bay Laci Peterson, baby fetuses Legs and feet have been weighted, chained in It's demon—and wait! Even if it takes cleavers to make believers schemes are enablin' me to remain deviant Breakbeat, eat her like steak Emcees take seats like AMC Deranged ringleader, depraved Who mainstream hates Which makes easier, still under scrutiny Villainous criminal, livin' room With the nude Witherspoon Who was bruised, beat a broom It's in two pieces, and deceased in it Bit with a leash, and his chain-link leapin' it in the booth, shave, eat, bathe, drink, sleep in it R-A-P the shit, still and I poop, pee it a spillage, a sewage leak, waste deep feces The syllables fecal, they feel like renewed leases 'Cause my brain 'em
5] Like waste excretion, it's As I'm givin' fools grief, they're feelin' the blues 'Cause if stealin' my shoes, thieves Just to fill a huge feat A hill and too steep these demons, we're still in cahoots Keep feedin' me sheets As soon as I these teeth And I'm killin' the leaf Time to shake trees again Wait, make that phrase repeat Killin' the loose leaf, shake these again Get the rake, but it me leavin' 'em
6] Vicodins, new prints, I bite them and them The whites and the blues mixed with balloons And I like to sniff gluesticks, put on toothpicks On the mic I'm just ruthless, a crisis, a Who I I give two shits If they wanna license my music to with Then use the like it's the blueprint for ISIS recruitment
7] Excuse me while I stare into for a few In a or haze, glazed over, crazed warp loon Mental cased off, always had a view But you bozos keep givin' the flamethrower No one's ever lower, shrewd, and way more rude like a lawn-mower blade rolled thru it And this has to do with bein' gay, boy It's just where the wordplay's But ain't I can say or do 'Cause no excuse, the way I go at you {censored} You say I'm always So if I look your way, you're 'Cause if looks could kill, I start a hate-war too 'Cause I'd murder you straight bitches by the gaze on you
8] Let's take it back the tightly-worn pants To the Nike, Jordan, The Lee's, Jordache, and the white tees Lightning storms be formed fast a frightening forecast! But when you're hoarse, rasp From the cyphering or-gasp, but still reciting raps While you're your grasp around the mic 'cause you done shitted on it so much, you're always reminded of your past 'Cause your sore, that's 'Cause you still finished fuckin' wiping your ass the night before last No good, but rap somethin' I'm at adulthood, I'm a grown-up brat Where cojones at? Mine are always being rode, in fact: frozen, you ever seen a cul-de-sac? So big they fell out my scrotum, I just sowed 'em
9] Dick so long, need a For that, gotta unroll it and fold it So difficult to wrap in the pro-filactic, it it So I pack a Trojan so fat, when I lay it flat like a yoga mat Make a think she's in aerobics class The bear you wanna poke its back The of rap, your fuckin' lead singles are my bonus tracks When I appear, my peers Hearts fall in their stomach, their spirits Careers flop, their lock, severe shock Fear at the thought Lyrics are top-tier, I'm so at the top I'm in the sky I talk Bitch, I'm so fly I walk, my ears pop
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