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Rum Nitty & Jey The Nitewing vs. DNA & Don Marino
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Yo Rum I don't know dude What's that? Like, what they say when they approach you? They was beggin' me for a battle Then they gave us...those two Like I ain't #1 on the app Like I ain't 11-0 too So true I feel like Beasley don't be watchin' our battles Yo Beas' See I told you Cause I smoked him I smoked you I really smoked him I'm gonna smoke you Tonight, you don't have to choose violence Because it chose you I'ma fire sticks (Firestick) Nah, I'm aight with this That's how you roll? Cool (Roku) Cause I box sh*t I'm gon' shoot Nah, I really drop sh*t This pole too Aye, no matter what route we choose As long as we don't lose Don't move Or you'll get slapped And you'll get stretched Just know this can get carried away Like newlyweds Rope you up 'Til you lose breath Then you'll get next Noose your neck in the same spot we hung Gary in (Hungarian) Like Budapest Champion of what, b*t*h? It was never these stages Geechi Gotti the real Champion Y'all never could say it And y'all never was favorites And just like that roach motel you was talkin' 'bout Aye, you ain't never was Raid-ed We made you look basic You thought that "good father" angle was gonna beat me bro? Didn't work...and you still got checked Like PTO Nah, he needs smoke Watch me bring mo' .762 look like a neat pre-roll You n***as wienies bro I guarantee you don't carry a strap Who? The Mexican cat? I bet he get whacked Yeah but DNA still actin' like his machete will clap If I go in my bag and pull a toast outta one Whoever catch this shell will be flat I say pull up where he stay His cousin will catch a bullet in the face We spin with ladders, on anything that look like DNA Put you in a lake, I'm talkin' where they fish is That sound like Washington, Green River sh*t, the Gary different Bury you b*t*hes This is where the serial killer get mad deeper I said serial (cereal), that mean I would box him but the bag cheaper This Tom' crews (Cruise) gettin' shot, I'm Jack Reacher I light up the little pump and dash like a gas meter You gon' need protection And I keep a weapon I just beat you reckless And I'll do you greasy, test me You ain't seen Twork hit me with that air fryer? Wing don't even need the Wesson I'm mo' violent Fo-five him Arm to his neck N***a, I could just clothes line him The lead poppin' Red dot him Put a round to his top N***a I could just headlock him I'ma f**k him up The gun is up Chop' to his chin I could do that with an uppercut Well I'ma body sh*t, the chopper spit .223's F**k you think I'm gonna stomp him with? Oh it's like that? Yeah it's like that Well I'ma still up the .4 Body shot That was a gun line! Yeah but the punchline was yours See after me, you n***as get to live, to fight another day And after me, if you n***as do live, you're gonna be fightin' every day Man I'll scalp this b*t*h Gouging sh*t, from the buildin' To the parkin' lot, it's gonna be blood in Blood out out this b*t*h Out this clip If I let it lick with the metal, y'all already know what the outcome is B*t*h! You can't keep it real yourself Y'all b*t*hes can stay mad Kill yaself Whoa! January 9th Super Fight card This dumb a** n***a got on stage and told you that you was a good father Hold up, hold up, hold up That sh*t was yo' fault Cause you could've called me and gave me better advice I remember tellin' him that he was a good dad then "boom" that sh*t was over he was ready to fight That's exactly what happened, and then Beasley hit me and said, "This is your last chance, under once condition." N***a I'm bettin' my life Well since this is my last call for Rum Then this round is endin' tonight I kept tabs on you What if we consume too much Rum Then these n***as know what's up I guess that's why he's here Yeah we gon' do Wing greasy to soak it up And I'll hold the pump, skkkkert, stop ride, stock rise Glock .9 Don, you are not Shine We really doin' this now? I mean, unless you wanna take a different route Cause n***a you look nothin' like K- So (queso) this how the Mexican dish it out I get the big blade, take an arm and a leg Don I don't stab n***as no more I can't take part in this fade We gotta let it touch his ribs like he's starving for days See, this is where you clap the machete But how if you carvin' his face? I'm Mexican, that's how you sharpen the blade Let's cut the sh*t, you only face mid-tier That's an observation But now we at Nite (night) this is where stars align That's a constellation His mom's is pacin' Doctor's writin', tryin' to take out the b***erfly Wing Let's see if he can stomach the operation You thought this was a game Nite? {mocks Jey} But it's App King, 11-0 With four chokes We see how his bars rank I guess we gotta break out the pen Oh you mean like Shawshank They hated you for three years They hated you for ten Between the love and the hate I really wanna give y'all thanks So what you think about Wing's span? It's in arm's length It's no crowd there's no chance to amp me Clips said you have to resort to violence Nah, cause then the fans will ban me Besides Charlie I took the baby out It's the Manson family DNA, used to hold the MAC's well (Maxwell) but now you grounded at that Nah Don, this where the Queens n***a is in the house and he's 'bout to relapse You still a Menace II Society But Rum's my n***a I ain't even wanna do this 'til I saw the amount for the match That clip was an inconvenience But now I want it to register to my old dawg (O-Dog), this a counter attack This where we drop 40, DNA this right here 'Bout to be our best move That beatin' that we'll make up Like how Prep do Be universal anywhere Like a restroom Go to great measures with DNA This a test tube You don't see the chemistry? Got that fo-fo Beretta That's a no no, I'm solo, I leave his nose broke in several I rose gold the lever Aye Don they can't reb***al his death, you can't f**k with the X You got another shot at Rum is better The cheat code got the web in his head It's Vato's Loco's forever Aye Don we gotta show 'em we really upstairs though I don't think the fans listenin' No, we gotta do this thing where every punch line connects with the other Oh, what was that game called? Transition Ahh it's clear, I'm prepared to take off Wing, we on the runway Nah, but the part you're missin' is after this trip you'll see (Triple C) I got the torch without the gunplay They made back they artist But what's the chances of a Miami Shark takin' out a Knight (Nite)? Any given Sunday And now we got the 4th Quarter to come back That last shot helped me cross over without the pump fake So I don't know if they did this for D or the check but I'm not the one Jey You left Carolina blue in the face Don't choke, don't have to perform the Heimlich Your CPR Nitewing became a bird on (burden) on your sidekick You robbin' hoods (Robin Hood) So why would they buy in? He crashed the market, he's a high risk They should've checked the stock Now Mr. Wal-Mart Gotta pick up the night (Nite) shift You wasn't even on the schedule 'til URL started callin' all the time Aye DNA, ain't you from Queens? Well Don, let's go backwards and tell this story in rewind Wing comes from off of the plate The clock jumps back a few hours We not done Cookin' Before it pan out Start removin' the flower And the kitchen with flat Now it's back to bein' bold Bein' washed Before URL was trimmin' the fat, pour (poor) Rum Back to bein' strained Before he got sick enough And we got the punch Now he's out the mid Shot second Goes back to bein' bottled up Spin back to what we got in store And stop askin' for help Now Rum out our hands And goes back on the shelf The clock goes back from three, two to one Before they switched opponents This how the story begun Big a** .30! Sh*t look like a power strip! Chill my n***a, god damn Aye look bro, we gotta find a way to see eye to eye You know I don't really f**k with all that gun sh*t....but I can compromise You gotta try ........... Shot'll fly! Better know your role Playin' will get you this RPG And all 20 on your side'll die They whole entourage Empty out then add in a clip, like it's monetized Ayo the material fire Off the top, like a Molotov I'll aim this on you He gon' watch you gettin' your brain exploded Skull capped Right in front of his eyes, like a baby Joker Face split open The medics fix him, somethin' 'bout seein' cous' in st**ches gave me closure It's over Whoever played me is gettin' popped Don't even play like you finna box Cause even if the X raise (rays) an arm Who's all in the (ulna) radius is gettin' shot Sprayed up in they spot Give their whole Area 51 That means the alien is gettin' caught I'm still top of this cla** n***a, I ain't failed yet Put DNA in a box, like I ain't had a helmet And I'ma- what the f**k? Hehehe, n***a hell yes What school did you go to? Shiiit, Kel-Tec (Cal' TEC) Don will turn into a donor Spell check Paraplegic, I go from the waist up They felt that Aye, but I ain't worried about Marino Soldiers will let machine's go Semper Fi And simplify That's just somethin' that a Marine know (Marino) Piece blow Stand back before I shoot, that's a Van Exel free throw Get ghost with ya friend Or get gone in the wind You get the closed fist or the elbow Like I don't know where you've been It's over for him Slap the taste out ya mouth You gon' think you had Covid again! F**k wrong with them? B*t*h you thought this a battle you'd take? Forensics will have to pull my prints off the side of your face And you gon' meet your fate Run you over this Kia grey Drag you underneath the Axel and Skate like Streets of Rage Squeeze the .8 Put your bodies on this b*t*h Now you're on the (Your Honor) Clip either way Like who we replaced Take it easy Jey, they got me wiggin' on the compet**ion Skills too strong And I already killed you holmes God is my witness I bomb on n***as and body b*t*hes You all can get it You better go tuck tail like Amish women Coffee slippin' I swing you swing back, I go over the counter like non-prescription Caught you slippin', catch one of these he drop Smack dyin' And take the mic (Mike) from Gary like the King of Pop I be givin' props, I'm tryin' to see you winnin' I gave you a shot and your flowers on the stage that night, I'm Selena's killer That was different And I don't expect you to even catch the phrasing Cause you couldn't even make sure that b*t*h a**a**inated (A**a**in ate it) Crazy Chopper clap, you all get whacked This gon' start and end with X like "Xerox", did you copy that? I'm one of the best at this I do this effortless I be smokin' whole cliques No pics, I be outside wreckin' sh*t While they be in the house, watchin' TV all day, doin' no progressive sh*t Tell 'em, get off the couch and get schooled That's somethin' you don't ever risk Both you n***as, need to stop takin' offers and thinkin' smarter, I mean that sh*t NWX? That's a sinkin' ship By the time they get my money, you gon' be drinkin' water I don't know why n***as love you, I've been writing above you I use the pen like a knife and pop [?] a shovel I don't know who the f**k you thought you was playin' with I turn this sh*t to mortar fire My throne I done fortified it My front yard is your horizon You not trash, but with your Mexican homie, y'all n***as boarder lining Reb***al that Nah, don't try to come off the top with this Cause we got different lives See, cause if you freestyle, you tryin' not to slip or forget your lines If I freestyle, I forgot the grip and had to improvise You n***as died, and they can't revive you One punch will have a n***a spinnin' like a dance recital 360 when I hit lays, trick play, cause Marino gon' have to catch a spiral Savage! I make 'em think twice I got y'all lookin' like the weak type Or maybe Nite (night) vision goin' bad Either way it's a green light Wing night Nite Wing, I'll Bat ya friend And fallback for no reason, like Ave and them You n***as have to win, and that's too bad cause you n***as weak Ayo Rum, I tried all that gun talk, but it isn't me Long blade, old dagger, for these two? Sh*t was meant to be Cause this blade is illegal and this blade is missin' teeth You b*t*hes sweet Got ya fans losin' money All them dinner dates at Applebees Now you down 2 for 20 B*t*h! Can't keep it real yourself Y'all b*t*hes can stay mad Kill yaself Let me tell you a story I'm from Miami, where they got the gun tucked or they use a knife And I'm from Corona, where I've seen multiple of my friends die from shootin' dice I've seen my teo get deported I've seen my uncle lose his life When URL booked this It was for the views and hype You know how many times I needed Rum to help kill the pain? Just to get through the night (Nite) Y'all 'bout to get dog walked Lil' Kim and Biggie Nah, f**k the Small talk Aye DNA, I figured out why little man is complex Don, I been done figured that out he got a Little Man Complex Aww Every time things don't go his way that's when the fightin' appear He lookin' like he tryin' to interfere Well that's cool cause they both gon' be six feet at the height of they career He tried to bury us Well let's make it right And it's nothin' to lose sleep over Cause I done been in the ring with n***as from Stay to (the) Nite (night) Ain't this your man? Yeah but he watches Game Of Thrones and gives great advice But if I put the knife to the Nite (Night) King, that should break the ice We goin' toe to toe, sonny you should've never raised that seat Cause I don't see no poise in (poison) Rum Romeo But the punches seem robotic But that ain't how it's supposed to go It threw me off the first time Skip the mechanical bull, this ain't my first rodeo John Q's son It sound heartless The mechanic got suited Banjo Kazooie Barrel on the wheel That's a 64 cartridge Whatchu want, heads or tails? Don that's a round artist I see we got Washington on the court And I've been sleepin' before the round started It's like white people Everywhere we go We found Targets Goten and Trumps Cause soon as I hit the move, can't nothin' stop me Why'd you f**k up the fusion? It's cause you missed the point, this 'bout to be an ugly body That anime bullsh*t, that's what he's into I know him personally, he's a f**kin' nerd I know Don, he's never in the club with stars It's comic books over parties, this n***a wouldn't touch a broad He loves to spar But when the Ace a Spade After King You can't cut the cards So Nite (night) life Don't fit in with Every Fuccin' Bar This is where Corona shuts you down I'm not phased by the Mad King App King Sad King As I sit on the throne it's Rum Muhf**kin' Nitty, two blickies is how I get in the zone Why you always tryin' to sound like a Marvel villain? And why you always doin' this like Twork? Y'all wanna be top tier? Do that sh*t on your own Fresh Prince Reunion Aunt Vivian Bring back the original tone There's no honor in that, that's not your original voice But it's cool, you'll be number one on the app this summer Yeah, they gon' keep makin' post office records but I've been trackin' numbers Soon as I arrive they FedEx the fan favorite But we shippin' out who they call next As I priority express They'll be overnight (Nite) delivery, and I brung it to your doorstep Ya n***a's hype him There's no hope he's goin' broke From all the sh*t he buyin' This Game for you Nit' (Unit) Like 50 signed him Better start savin' Or we gon' keep comin' back to this URL site See Nitty cryin' So as long as it's an open tab On the webpage We gon' minimize him DNA, this group disgust me Nah, they should let Nitty do all the parts, you should trust me Why's that? Cause if Jey (Jay) 'Takeover' it's gon' get 'Super Ugly' All directs No subliminals Them jokes is pitiful The smoke is visible You better hope them chokes is minimal So Jey better tap in Like a Samoan ritual Aye Don, when you start doin' that I think them moves advancin' Not gonna lie, we got Arizona problem and dude's expandin' So Don how do you get rid of a Desert Storm? I got a Clue {gun clicks} hold the group for Ransom See, see now that was fire But I told you, I don't do this gun bar sh*t No, no, no, no Sometimes you gotta resort to violence I'm tired of this back and forth What if someone hurt your daughter? You gonna let the ratchet off? Yeah, you right I'm dumpin' the heat but it's Couple's Retreat it's my last resort If somebody play with my daughter, they gon' lose they life on the strength What else?! If they run in my crib, I'ma take the knife off the dresser What else? And stab 'em Don't let them forget! I won't! It'll be a night (Nite) to remember! They say he throwin' so many punches he's screamin' "Get off the-" Nah, I'ma take that rope and change it this year Bang a Crip near DNA how he doin'? He's hangin' in there Y'all want the masters? Give him all of the rights F**k the rookies F**k the vets I'm talkin' 'bout all of the types We Zoomin' in on cla**es I never wanted to Skype This upstairs sh*t, we brought it to light What happens after I put Rum down? Then we call it a night (Nite) Y'all n***as been kinda trash lately Ehhh, as a group, seem like there ain't no talent left What happened to the "Mexican bars"? You used to do that style the best Aye, see the truth is, Don don't even speak Spanish Facts? They why his style's been goin' down a stretch And ain't you from Mexico? That should've let you know, you could've been a name without the X You could've did much mo' You didn't have to go follow them though bro It's like as soon as you cliqued (clicked) up with the X That little window closed Bro you slow like Don't you know, that you just beat Corona And he's from Corona That gotta hit close to home And you was just climbin' the ladder And you thought joinin' them would've got you there faster? That's not even a step Son, DNA does not even matter Now we your consequences For all the lies you livin' Yo' street life Yo' real life Undoc*mented That little bullsh*t you used to write been f**kin' with your conscious n***a What? They wouldn't let you be a Dot so now you a conscious n***a? Meet Gary, 30 something year old battle rapper Fed up with the way things are goin' being a f**k boy He decides to go back to gun bars But then, his conscious comes into play Alright stop, now before you pickup the pen and pad And start scribbling trash about the guns you used to have You better think of the consequence Who are you? I'm your motherf**kin' conscious That's nonsense Keep rappin' 'bout packin' .40s and [?] and long clips Hollows and damn TECs, cause that's how you got lit You gotta keep a K and gauge in everything you say You can make away with DNA's spraying blade Nah, Rum's sayin' all that cause it's his go to The culture already knows you and Gotti holds you Think about it before you lettin' the cans burst That bullsh*t can't work when you look like a male nurse F**k that, do that sh*t Use that fifth You ever had to hold that grip and blew that b*t*h? I don't care if you scared to death just use that clip You really think that they give you a f**k how true that is? Bro don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it Be realistic You Charlie Clips b*t*h That's why they had to switch sh*t, so he don't battle you You know what Nite? This sh*t might be factual B*t*h! Can't keep it real yourself Hi everybody, I'm finally here Meet Gary, it's the voice inside your head when you're filled with nonsense Jey used to be an alcoholic, now he got a guilty conscious Hey Jey, remember me? It's Gary I'm glad to see you in good spirits But I'm not happy our reunion is with Every Fuccin' Bar I told you, you and liquor don't mix Aye Gary, what makes you think I ain't Wing man, I try to help him pick up this b*t*h Aww, it's you again? Yes, don't listen to Gary He don't want you to have fun and it's obvious No, I just don't want him to go through them 12 steps and Alcoholics Anonymous This a lesson that could put him in a state of depression and lower his confidence A couple shots of rum ain't gonna hurt him Look, he got high tolerance Jey I told you one of these days would come when you have to past that test Hey you want some of this Bacardi, I'm just here for the fun What you gon' do? You at bat Wing And now it's clear who's superior, Rum You should've been callin' him your rival Wait, wait, wait I don't even know why you want him beside you Gary relax, it's Double Impact Which is proof, Rum is stronger in Volume But it's instilled in you So why you sayin' this sh*t come comfortably? Do you know the effects of an ex-alcoholic that relapses from bein' in and out of recovery? Well what could go wrong? 70% of Americans grow up with a father in their household This could literally split up Nite to the point he doesn't have custody You gotta keep it short with the essay, I ain't with the fat summary You right, so don't let this fly by Nite (night) since he's stuck with bad company And speakin' of bad company, f**k Daylyt but he's right Go back to sellin' drugs and gang bangin' quit tellin' these leagues your price I mean, you want that money fast Don't let him convince you to move at the speed of light ('Lyt) F**k gang bangin', battle rap, that's not a means of life He can't even zone in to read and write I know, but you right, that's why they put him with the mechanic I figured you wouldn't understand it But he gotta focus still cause he couldn't Reed (read) and write But now he's learnin' his basic motor skills Man, f**k all that, you let Holmzie tell you about views Stop takin' these deals, say what you feel Nah, chill out Rum, do not go insane in the field Listen to URL, cause I figured this Rum combo should make up the meal (mil') Listen, f**k all this Gary sh*t, sometimes you gotta get mad You sayin', I should be the villain? You know how many ID's I done sold? I could've made a million But you did that to help your people blend in like a chameleon You know how many Gary's I put on a certificate made a civilian? Jey, I know how you feel though Cause I lost my uncle and my dad cause both of them couldn't remain sober My primo was homeless, lived in a car so he could stay closer My aunt Judy had to sleep, live and eat all in that Range Rover Really had to chow down and in the trunk like the Hangover You know we got two strikes against us, being black and a male We never get treated equal I saw them legalize marijuana before my people At the border, kids in cages Mines in cases that still havin' to linger You know he sounds like Thanos It don't matter, we seen our people disappear at the snap of a finger Now it's time for you to Avenge your death It's about that time Last time I told you, you was a good dad, I'm out my mind For the children from Cornell with the stash; Maliki Go out the same fashion like Palestine What if they say that's not the truth Nah, that's my word I box him up it's no Sudoku There where I lace the floor like a group home I went from nothin' to having not, I'm Larusso And stop easy, Rikishi, I'll pop a (papa) Uso Your partner can't wiggle outta this I've been in a better space Don, they said it was a lot of cappin' in the first round On this card, this the ace Switch the place with you and 112; Big and Ma$e I just beat Danny, Danja, you think this b*t*h is safe? Texas Chainsaw Ma**acre After all the murders, I got (k)Nit' to face Don, why you so mad? I'm so mad because he said even if he choke the fans vote for him That's cause he lost in the fade We call this the Pac-Man What's that? When they all in a maze (amaze) But if you keep chokin' like Surf they gon' get rid of you We'll see how good you gon' be without the support and the praise Cause right now they only wanna see the Hawaiian Punch because they bored of the Wave And we beat them playin' our game, we didn't have to change the aura No caterin', just Wing on a platter and I never placed an order After Super Fight they was on the fence with the Mexican, like I had to face the border But now we got the quarterback And I'm Ace Ventura It's round three it's gettin' hot in here What's my slogan? Get 'em the f**k outta here Hell no, get these n***as that tried to play the f**k outta here You your own man, get them sayin' you the Mexican DNA the f**k outta here Get these n***as that think they tough the f**k outta here Monday that diss track drops to get Lux the f**k outta here
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