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T-Top vs. Tay Roc
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I said... Aye Top, you like a brother of mine that live many miles away To take this battle with you, I had to put my pride away I told you I'd go light on you and you thought you had a chance of fryin' Tay Aww, Top, see (autopsy), I lied to you, you gon' die today Bombs away Point at ya b*t*h, my .9'll spray Leave somethin' on ya b*t*h, see-through; lingerie I will let shots Boom out the can', not the Ah Di way You'll be another battle rapper to sing; Lotta Zay I take a limb off the Top, I take the hatchet and chop away Hit you with the Axe under ya arm; body spray Tryin' Tay? I'll grip a big weapon, like a Smith Wesson Hit ya mid section Expose Top; Karrine Steffans I will chin check him if I find out that we got problems Hammеr on me, I pull up with a strap like I'm rock climbin' On stage whеn you rap, if you not rockin', I'm not watchin' I'd rather go outside with fans and hook up while Top rhymin' (Ramen) Shots flyin', blowin' up ya corpse And the DNA on ya team will be the only thing showin' up in court You ain't a soldier in the sport, try to take a plate from me You gon' wake up to the devil holdin' up a fork Loud pop, I opened up a cork Shots will open up Top, like quarantine over in New York Cig' (Sig') in his mouth, he ain't smokin' a NewPort Clap shots, I'll let it strike anywhere like somethin' out the match box You pretty fast in this battle rap race, but how you gon' catch Roc? Web cam' on a Mac Book, I overlap Top You gon' end up like that Boy N' The Hood with the flattop (flat Top) Who ran in the alley and the sawed off gave him a back shot Clap Glocks, I'm aimin' it off ya And if he get hit wit' a hollow tip, Top shape'll be smaller Don't play witcha father, you know how I get in the wrong mood You should've brung a gun witchu, but that would be the wrong move Cause if I take ya strap, guess what I'm gon' use? I will air out everything in Top Gun; Tom Cruise You gon' lose Me winnin'? I don't know when that's gon' stop I don't play baseball and I ain't takin' no shorts, Top (shortstop) Bar for bar, you said that you would scorch Roc Boi stop Every single one of my bars cold; Fort Knox The bul hot, non of y'all n***as be showin' props Your n***a Rawsteen rollin' wit' us, you roll wit' ops When you battle me, you get straight bars cause my flow is hot I don't dig up dirt, I just make sure the dirt go over Top Light bars You still gotta see me after quarantine Roc, you only got a couple months to go But I'm sure after tonight, they gon' book this sh*t in any state that you wanna go But for now we'll do the live battle, so your career will blow up in smoke But they should've warned you Soon as you give the kid Caffeine it'll stunt his growth B*t*h I been on 106 & Park, The Rap Game I made plenty shows Netflix, B.E.T. Awards, I'm really settin' goals I know you got your afterparty on Caffeine tonight and I get it bro But you should learn where to channel your energy, cause we on two different episodes Let the record show It's Haymaker Cannabis, b*t*h I'm sellin' bows And ever since Shine was a kid, he been stretchin' foes We even brought Drugz to the table so that should let you know We all love trappin', I know you heard about the X and O's Yeah I'm flexin' bro, cause I came a long way from being broke I'm a Hitman, but this side piece ain't gon' be a joke The Nina smoke, I'll let the razor shred his face Cause when you got got, I thought you was gon' let Beretta's spray But I seen five n***as wearin' ya sh*t, and they said it's fake Boy, that chain saw (chainsaw) more bodies than Leatherface And it was n***as from ya own hood that gotchu dawg I mean let's not compare You should shoot them and the white b*t*h that got you there You ain't notice how she was in the car witchu but not as scared? And now your sh*t is State Property? How the f**k wasn't Roc aware (Roc-A-Wear)? N***a the Glock'll peel, but you was the cause for the drought "We got sticks b*t*h" yeah, you did it all for the clout You single-handedly gave Cave Gang a fall to the ground And we was gon' let Roc(k) slide but then we seen it all comin' down B*t*h I been around If I see somethin', skeeert, I spin around You get around Wheelchair walker is how you get around I'll sit him down Like, "Tell me what you need", you could get a pound The trap is closed, but it's back opened like hospital gowns You get it now? We want that old Tay Roc, big hat with the big gun Uppercut, another one, yeah that was the sh*t son Now you gettin' robbed for your jewelry, tellin' n***as you want your d**k sucked No wonder we don't see the career Roc(k) climbin', it's just too much to pick from B*t*h what? This .40 got the power of God but a man made it I'll dump Roc(k) over the dirt, I'm landscaping When we heard about ya little fetish, I said, "Oh the fans hate it." He said, "Bro it's not what it sounds like," Well that's how it translated Concrete n***a
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