Correction Lyrics T-Top vs. Jakkboy Maine by URLtv

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You know what I don't understand?
...Is the nerve of a n***a
Like, even though I keep the- and he ain’t heard of a n***a
I'ma murderer n***a
I'll put a bomb in ya b*t*h pu**y and don’t look like ooh what, for surely
You remember Kirby?
Yeah the Pick (pic) blew up
n***a you nuts if you thinkin' I ain't gon' clutch it and then gon' pull it
You'll need Care, Bear
If Bear flare he'll bear hug a bullet
Put my foot up on his neck, and I keep pullin' tryin’ to pop it off
My mans like, "Jakk he dead."
And I’m like, "Yeah. This is just to Top it off."
n***a knock it off
Talk about John, ya mom's dog, I’ma cane that b*t*h
Off a clip, I'ma stay on that b*t*h
He like, "I just want peace. You understand that sh*t?"
My n***a please, she gettin' buried at the beach and I demand that sh*t
He like, "This is cool. How can we make it smooth?"
I'ma sand that b*t*h
59 hours, you gon’ spam that sh*t
So TT die, you know me aye
And death's (deaf's) how I communicate, so TT why (TTY)
You gon' see me slide, with a rifle too, extra rounds, hikin' boots
He yelled out, "Jakk can you spare me?"
I said, "I can't Bear (bare) the sight of you."
Alright my dude, I'll dust y'all
He like, "I rap better"
Man, I clap better
He like, "We trap better."
That sound like map treasure
And the tracker got the App set up
So first it's shoot, then a suit, then Death At A Funeral cause that's pressure
So it's bucket (buck it), fitted, then snap back, that's how my hats set up
I am that better
Putting 30 in ya moms, ya wifey and won't stop for sh*t
One in the head, I Top the clip
Newspaper; they on the top of this
Extension, after extension after extension, I was poppin' clips
And then my b*t*h left me
Cause she asked me where I had been, I told her, "Droppin' d**k."
I am not for sh*t
Go ahead and hate and tell 'em Flamez my big homie, phony, let's go wit' that
Cause the truth? sh*t, I'd prolly get indicted if I had told you that
You gossipin' b*t*h: KeKe
Then I rub it in: T Tree
And when I blam the can', blame Coca Cola man
For this flame on Top: hehe
n***a meet me, we can take it there
For the lies you tell, I'll break a Bear
You listenin', play it back, hidden nanny cam' replace a Bear
Repeatin' what you heard 'bout
But before he heard baow, he scat and sprout from there
Like, "Peace y'all, I'm outta there."
Then the piece BLAOW his outer ear
Is y'all sittin' there?
He gon' tell y'all 'bout Twork, Drugz, The Goonies, Flame-, it's all lies
It's Cheryl Underwood, Star Jones and Wendy Williams are our side
Wanna be Mona Scott Young and Shaunie O'Neal with all pride
Take real players, add lies, then sell it to be televised
Rap

I said dawg, when we first heard you rap we said, "Damn it he nice."
Then you got famous too fast and couldn't handle it right
$100,000?
We just made that off of a cannabis strike
Now they got the Bear in a tourney (an attorney) like we fightin' for animal rights
Well welcome back J
I see you ain't been home in awhile
Last time you was here your chain was gettin' thrown in the crowd
Well it's a scope on you now, and if you don't go to the ground I'ma spin back on Jakk (jack) like a rotary dial
I'm talkin' red dots
He tryin' to get up outta this coma and get a headshot
There'll be no more comin' out for J, these are dead stocks
He in a coma, they tryin' to pick up Jakk (jack) but can't get a reception
He been tryin' to talk to 'em, but can't get a connection
If you listenin' God, his family really needs your attention
They're tryin' to get Jakk (jack) for 30 more days, they just need an extension
Stop b*t*hin'
Cause you left battle rap because of a necklace, you could've showed no fear wit' it
A n***a could've thrown your sh*t in the crowd and you just disappeared with it
How you quit then get back in rotation?
I'm just sayin' Jakk, you dropped the ball just to pick up the pieces, see now you playin' Jakk (jack)
Cause ever since that happened, they seen yo' status fallin' off
We thought you was rockin' snow, man (snowman), but when sh*t got hot we saw the karats (carrots) fallin' off
And that's why I know we ain't alike
Cause you was still wearin' that chain while you was bangin', right?
And then n***as knew Jakk frost (Jack Frost) wasn't real
And they still put the hats on him and he came to life
You know what? Rain is right
I don't think none of them battle Bloods is sanctioned right
If yo' first time on the motherland is when Caffeine booked your plane to flight
Why wouldn't you wanna link up with the gang that you reppin'?
Cause to come here you know they gonna want some change for protection
You supposed to be united Blood, well use that thang as a lesson
Cause I done flew South/West and I ain't never had to pay for a check in
So carry on, before I clap the arm
They'll make a movie out of a battle rapper like Jackie Long
b*t*h I had crack and all, everything down to the E pills
I really went from dealing weed and smack to givin' Smack his own weed deal
It's Haymaker, I really got that THC servin'
You got Lupus, right? Well I can get you the CBD version
We workin'
I ain't have time for that ficky ficky
Busy, busy, buyin' bricky, brickys
Me and my plug went 50/50 sellin' zippy zippies
Everything down to the sniffy sniffy
Even had a hot line (Hotline) down for Jakk (jack) like Pretty Ricky
John put this b*t*h in a bag; Missy Missy
Then Smack gave you 'One More Chance'; Biggie Biggie
Do you n***as dig me, dig me?
I ain't come here to rap, I came to creep with a stainless
Beasley told me, "We can arrange it."
All you'll see is Jakk and these (Jakkanese), now you speakin' my language
And I'm smooth wit' it too, cruise wit' a tool

{Smack calls time}

n***a say somethin' so I can break somethin'!
They'll be amused
Killer for hire? Yeah
Earth, Wind & Fire, I'm in the groove
And Brizz ya bestie?
How zesty
Got punched and he didn't put in work
So is it, Matthew, John? Isiah, Psalms?
Top, choose ya closin' verse
pu**y ask Twork
I'd rather fight my brother so he'd know I'd care and that he f**kin' up
Instead of standin' there as they f**k him up
And then buckle up and don't chuck a punch
They was throwin' what?
But y'all seen Bear fish gently down the stream
{gun c*cks}
Now life is but a dream
James Brown; Sex Machine
Mary J; you're 'All I Need'
.38; fair baby
George Clinton; the dog in me
JB: YG
The Jakkanese I'll [?] and shoot cause the sticks wit' me
I'll fick ficky and I'll get busy on the ones and twos
Ooh f**ka move, and I'll empty the mop straight
And jimmy the lock safe
I enter with force of course and take the Bear porridge and hot plates
Ask Quando, Timmy not safe
Neck shot; drop face
They'll fix his brain
Haymaker chain, he in tippity Top shape
You are not safe cause I'm also stupid, dumb, retarded and a lot more
I mean it usually don't so I'm shootin' bro, soon as my elevator get to Top floor
Boots on, knock door
His b*t*h scream, I'll pop that
Brizz jumped in like, "I'm the better choice", but I can't, Top that
You in Hell scrap
Top terrain, hot ground
I'll put his face to curb
And the Bear did exactly what it's supposed to do, and bite down
Smack and Beas' dyin' right now
They said, "You sure?"
I'm like, "I'm certain."
Now Blac reportin', "I think we got a huntin' accident."
Nah I did that sh*t on purpose
b*t*h I'm lurkin'
Cause you lied about Coffee not havin' custody of her son, what's up wit' that?
Uppercut, he stumbled back
Then the booty call; bubble wrap
He like, "C'mon king."
I don't like kings cause I'm god and I'll explain n***a
Y'all see T-Top
Baow! Now he T top and they the same n***a
How this demon speak undercover
With lies you'll speak to whoever
Say, "Go get it!" He gon' speak it forever
Then Jakk (jack) popped up out of the box; speak of the devil
Pistol to the temple, it'll pop
I'll shoot an angel and won't stop
All cause they lied tellin' Jakk "the skies the limit"
Well it ain't the Top
You old b*t*h made, b*t*h ways, gossip queen sell out
And that inner b*t*h up in you seep in, tryin' to get the hell out
pu**y I should pull a shell out
You know a murder you can't tell 'bout
Self check?
Ha
Here n***a, check yaself out
Rap

I said, first The Goonies break up, now everyday I wake up
Man, when it come to battle rap groups y'all could've had y'all names in the books
We seen you and Lu Castro both came in as rooks
Now he big dog, talk to Smack every week so they gave him the looks
And that's why you should black Jakk, (blackjack), 'cause y'all got the same number but they gave him the push
Oh you don't gamble?
Well let me lay some spades out for Jakk (jack)
We just did Kings & Queens and really wasn't no place there for Jakk (jack)
How about poker?
Cause out of all these cards, we never see your face on 'em Jakk
Or maybe Tonk, cause everybody Ace over Jakk (jack)
What's the deal?
How you start a battle squad but ring last in it too?
We said, "Twork was the superstar", you got mad at the group
I understand it, cause you was like the dad of the group
Well, Don't Be A Menace cause your son grew up faster than you
Y'all like family, everybody was rockin' with that
We was just hopin' Maine would put 'em on top of the map
But you didn't, so stop with the act
You was really out here shaving white
You jumped into the crowd at N.O.M.E. 9 and Smack damn near had to save ya life
You was wrong all the way around
That's why you had to sit out and pay the price
It's like QP and Yoshi
We know you staged the fight and still don't think you right (write)
They got me back in a tournament setting?
Oh this is extra scary
I'm just the first one to pick up Jakk (jack) like a secretary
Ask about my U.F.F. run; legendary
I done made my point through Sno(w) like Adam Vinatieri
It's Park Lyfe, but I'll still have that X on ya back like off white
Loading 50 in the can' like fresh at the dog fight
To do a number on ya windshield 'til it look like a car price
And I ain't flashy with the gun my n***a, I'm a Sig' tucker
But raise weapons like Faith Evans, oh it's a BIG f**ka
You only made it to this first round cause you'se a d**k sucka
Well he won't be back Next Friday he Chris Tucker
I asked myself, "Why are you battling Jakk? Man you shouldn't have never took that sh*t."
Cause Main(e) turn the fans off like 'Whoop That Trick'
And I was tryin' to think of name flips for "boy", but they was all corny G
I mean, I had Boy Meets World, Earl Boykins, but they was off to me
I even had a Waterboy line where I was gonna toss yo' ass across the sea
But I said, "He can't even float Top."
Well we still gon' test boy and see (buoyance)
I load the rounds up, that's the only reason we connect for (Connect 4)
Slug clappin', plug Jakk (jack) like an ethernet cord
I get all ya n***as slippin', rush 'em on purpose
They have a funeral for five with the nun's in the churches
Red carpets, digital obituaries, even got his name up in the curtain
Man, if I pressed the .9 on Main(e) men you (menu) gon' have to cost him a (customer) service
b*t*h!
And I grab him by his arm and his leg, I mean limb to limb
They say he a New Era cat, I came to bend a Brim
Concrete

[Round 3: Jakkboy Maine]

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