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Murda Mook vs. Tay Roc
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Ayo, congratulations, Pebbles, you did it You done jumped in your Uncle Smack lap You asked what's in his knapsack He pulled out a box wit' a ribbon, big enough to fit you in it But you got hope 'Cause conversation of the GOAT...you winnin' most likely gets you in it It's just wack The only n***a that had your back, you put a knife in his to get it You snaked Brizz - don't say you didn't If that's your man, why you ain't convince him it should be him spittin'? You done blindsided your own pupil out his vision But I (eye) ain't trippin' I bet this the last your stupid ass gon' be jumpin' in his business No cap, so you don't get none of this sh*t twisted This battle? It ain't about who the f**k is the pen wizard This is for hard-headed slick n***as And since you wanted Brizz whippin', think Summer Impact again wit' it These punches gon' hit different n***a, you a snake When you talk and I listen, I don't hear words, I hear hissin' Sss...the way you and URL set up Brizz? That sh*t sad Guess you think your turn next (necks) This fast'll give me whiplash You can't be from the trenches, 'cause if you was, you would know this sh*t math Once Raw turned into Roc(k), it gotta get bagged This y'all King of Pop!? Beat It The whole world saw your b*t*h ass All that moonwalkin' on stage sh*t - you did Bad! How you gon' tell me I (eye) change, but got the nerve to have on contacts? But you didn't have the nerve to put on when it was contact! If you was anywhere next to Raw, you was supposed to lock up when the fire was on max But you cut wack We saw Roc(k) in hot water...he ain't come back! "Another cut, another cut, another cut" Where the f**k was all that!? You fitted for this New Era: n***a, you all cap All that "Cave Gang sh*t", that was all act When it was live and direct, it was, "Quiet for the set!" We saw all that violence in your raps, they props And the real movie started soon as the actin' stopped Then, you got caught lyin' in blogs and all that And y'all fans who overlooked that? Y'all f**kin' up the format 'Cause battle rap ain't supposed to have the kinda fans that ignore that I don't give a f**k how good you battle! If you can't be a man, I can't be a fan All forms of respect you shoulda lost that Talkin' 'bout, "I ain't see Mook when n***as was fightin'" And y'all applaud that Where the f**k y'all grew up at!? d**khead! How the f**k you tryin' the n***a that tell the n***a who set it off that!? But you know what? You right You ain't see me in a fight - that's a for sure fact 'Cause we on stage, where the brawl at You was by the exit playin' the floor mat Guess you ain't wanna en-door (endure) that Then the fans ask, "Well, Mook, ain't you in breach? 'Cause they say it's no-contact in the contract." Well, how's that? When all I did what I'm advised at I just crossed T and dotted a eye (I) black I'm a man of little words, Roc: read to find (redefine) that John Hanc*ck: signature right that'll clarify where the line at! Then you tried to sell "I ran after I swung" Who buyin' that? First off, how he was gon' know if I ran (Iran) if he got his eye racked (Iraq)!? And please, don't even think I'm glorifyin' that 'Cause I'm not Listen, Roc, you ain't in tune wit' the block Nobody know a dude that you shot! The only TECs (text) you shoot, they blue wit' the dots You just a kid that was cool, so you rocked So whether you knew it or not, I'll lose props for havin' you as a opp! Porkchop! Call docs, they examine your body: autops' Saw him after, he walked right past us - thought not Ain't seen a sucka haul (Hall) off that fast since cough drops! (*cough*) The f**k y'all mean "Gun Bar King!?" No, you the f**k not! I don't wanna hear no heavy metal you blastin' You a punk, Roc(k)! We saw you in action, you wasn't active All them punches you got, and you ain't let one drop You a faggot! You wouldn't square up for a jump shot! Y'all jack a n***a who took a plea, when the plan was to go to trial wit' ya co-de' Bellhop Roc, ain't help Brizz to pop I thought Roc(k) was supposed to be solid How you couldn't even send the block (cinderblock)? n***as that stand next to doors will get you knocked sh*t you not, you told Brizz, "Break a leg" so he could cripple his stock, before he get too hot n***as like Roc? They'll gas you to be loyal To keep you close 'til they destroy you Y'all don't know how deep the wicket (wicked) is that'll loom in them (aluminum) when they not for you I'm at hot water boil Or get metal rounds, break the coil I'da saw you at the door ajar, and I'da broke Roc(k) down to the oil Brizz and his n***as should've caught you and beat the brakes off you 'Cause you a coward And if you from the street, you already know the time I'm on if that's somethin' I'll call you Coward! The reason why your raps tonight ain't gon' stack against this? 'Cause they packed wit' a lotta hypothetically clappin' n***as and mad opinions My sh*t is sh*t people actually witnessed That's the difference You Power-trippin' My fans get the entire picture But your fans, they need proof That's why I'm glad everybody got to witness the Tommy turn Ghost... Heh, you James St. Patrick, Roc: you 'bout to die on your own truth n***a, you heard it first This the GOAT, givin' out that Curry work You 'bout to get 30'd, prob'ly Jersey wit' the Wave and the rafters Be worried, Surf You a bati, boy, and I know what ya makin' (Jamaican) for you to whip a verse You gettin' burnt How you don't care bein' (Caribbean) the one always gettin' your chicken j*rked!? The butt of the gun pon Roc top, watch his bomboclaat The chop, feed this pu**y the whole f**kin' stock Lift him out his f**kin' socks! 100 shots make him helicop' Lift a faggot off the floor That blade musta spun a lot And them bars hit, if you love the shot Look, double-barrel A pair'll, leave you in peril Battlewise, a pair of lies'll (paralyze) legal impair you That a pair of legal, that's for paralegals to handle Keep it street, I dare you! Pair of Eagles underneath my 'pparel! Before you even get to blink, I'll air you! n***a, you a b*t*h You gon' forever be a b*t*h! And you ain't never gon' forget! This the Statue of Liberty, Roc: forever gon' be lit! f**k them candy bars, n***a! I ain't never gon' be tricked I don't give a f**k if it's Halloween! A clown never gon' be It! n***a, Eazy!
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