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Mr. Biscuit vs. King Moneyy
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Don't we all got one friend named King Moneyy at this rate? And don't they all got high school hustles like dirt weed and mixtapes!? Ain't they proud to be in jail!? Got they cell block tatted on they arm sleeve Don't they ask to borrow what you don't wanna loan (want alone) like the car keys!? Rappers named Moneyy be broke...the façade ain't slick He prob'ly got a daughter named Mercedes and a car named Vic He forgot it's the West turn (Western)? This a John Wayne flick So if I ain't picked, the platform stupid like Kanye kicks! If King Moneyy put his hands up, I'll flatten him early Come get burned by the right like a Kaepernick jersey! You got a pistol, right? He'll brandish it early His gun so fake, if I put my hand to the birdie The barrel'll bend backwards for me like a family attorney I'm outstandin'! If I could put the time on the scale where I'd dead you frauds I could probably weigh the (wait a) year in pounds like a rescue dog Son, I'm a Mexican parent They notice how I address you wrong The only time you pull somethin' is if you flex too long You said, "Double barrel look like I'm aimin' a pool stick!?" WHAT KIND OF double barrel looks like you aimin' a POOL STICK!? What kind of baseball bats are y'all playin' pool wit'-!? I'm through wit' actors! Everybody in his movement scatters My double barrel look like I'm holdin' two pool sticks backwards Homie, listen! Right now you're in no condition to go the distance I make examples outta rappers His new name'll be "So For Instance..." The drive alone will off-road entire (tire) marks like road collisions You charged up? Cool I'm charged up too I guess we co-defendants First we'll jack you for yo' hoopty, then we scram Just to leave the kid bucket-less (list): Disneyland He'll (Heel) get suited up in the ring: Vince McMahon Why y'all loan me Money(y)? I ain't got no business playin' (plan)! Man, listen...my name Biscuit, but it's really Lamont, though That means "mountain" I don't just kill 'em, I'm Kilimanjaro What you are is extra baggage, you'll sit wit' the cargo What I am is on (Amazon) Prime...you'll get it tomorrow I hate to murder a brother, but his victory I can't enable (Cain and Abel) happenin' You was never airin' (Aaron) rods, and you not still (steal) like the Eighth Commandment Is this an Egyptian slave, or prison visit day? 'Cause this the room you embrace the famine (fam' in) I go at King Caesar For any threat Nero transmit (neurotransmit), he'll need his brain examined He a lamb to the slaughter, B Honestly Sacrificin' him doesn't bother me To the altar he goes (alter egos) like Bruce Wayne during a robbery We don't buy bull (Bible) When we write, the greatest book And we'll jump a liar (jambalaya) like a Cajun cook And that's point...blank like, "Ha-ha! Made you look!" So when I spit these accomplishments, be quick to acknowledge it Or get hit wit' a ugly combo: religion and politics! You know the only way this gon' look good for you tonight, pal? Start rewritin' yo' next round...right now I said, finally...they got Moneyy back on the stage again All that mean to me is real n***as is back to gettin' paid again Y'all like his style of rap Yeah, his lines add up, but his feeling don't give me no rage within I mean, it was known I got the grip inside No knife, but the 'K was in You see the difference in the cadencin'? For the paper, line him up: I'll staple him And put a hole through his entire body: I'll Everything-bagel him! But I get it, though For battle rap to grow, you gotta have different flows I rap about guns, and he rap about Yu-Gi-Oh! You rap about what you watch, I rap about my life I couldn't tell y'all who Super Saiyan is That just ain't my type The only anime (Anna Mae) I knew got her ass beat by Ike! You see how I put yo' life and my life and intertwined it clever!? That's battle rap Not sayin' a bunch of f**kin' words we don't know and cartoons that rhyme together! But I get it If that's what y'all like, cool I'm a man wit' different hats All that tough guy sh*t? I'm not into that So please don't O.D. (Odie) I'm Garfield: I'm not the friendly cat! I don't shoot from far I'll fire on his whole car like a n***a driftin' At this range, I'm Martin Payne: I won't miss a (Mr.) Biscuit! It's a wrap! Off my presence a- what!? I said, it's a (w)rap! Off my presence (presents) alone, a n***a gifted! Lung shot, the fun stops soon as I enter missions (intermission)! The fif' is glistenin', that's 'cause it got blood on it I ain't a battle rapper, I'm a thug's poet A few screws loose, but they all bolted You in the Lion's (Lionz) Den, n***a Every 'K in my arsenal (Arsonal) is all Loaded I used to eat- what? I used to eat peanut butter and jelly with raisins, not knowin' it was all molded I was raised off liquor and cocaine n***a, my core rode it (corroded) I'm on Demon timing If you see me throw up 8, don't get it confused wit' Red Monkeys You can't see my lining Ain't no light at the end of the tunnel: that's the Reaper shining! His name Biscuit, 'til I push his muffin back and redefine him The heater blind him Make everything in his mid' shift: I'll 3-to-9 him! What!? Mr. Biscuit!? You should know your name was stupid when you picked it! Dipsh*t! And you a Christian? Well, you should be used to gettin' lifted! Round 1, man I'm done That was my lightest round STOP TALKIN' TOUGH! I seen his rap sheet and it's boring Credit card fraud - you went to jail for bein' annoying They put you in a cage for playin' games wit' somebody VISA And all you bought was a PS5 and ordered a pizza Shut up! This deadbeat would never pop a pimple You'se a whore, Moneyy Get it? A deadbeat would never pop A pimp will use a whore money I'm just here 'cause I get a...kick out of the sport like Norbes, dummy The words you flex 'bout birds and TECs? Virgin sex: I'd consider that a shortcoming If I flinch too quick, yo' household'll back up like poor plumbing I am not the type of rapper that a king makes nervous I get mo' 30's in a small room than a speed-date service You wanna fight? Stop it! He'll get his eye...dotted My reach game perfect I'll have Money(y) down for a month: that's a prepaid purchase You ol' gun-bar clone! You ain't the King because the crowds adore you We call you "King" 'cause it's 20 rappers who've "BOW'd" (bowed) before you! You amateur, j*rk! And that don't mean I'm not a fan of your work
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