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I wanna say R.I.P. to somebody I love very much
I don't usually do that cause these battle rap n***as crazy, but R.I.P...love you

{Ill Will talking to a lady in the crowd}
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Now I don't know you...right?
And I just wanna talk to you

{Ill Will runs into issues with his mic}

I be tryin' to stay peaceful dawg
Negative people, I don't wanna be around they ass
But one mo' f**k up gon' make me beat the soundman ass

{Ill Will going back to the same lady in the crowd}
Now, can we have this conversation?
Now, I literally don't know you
But, I wanna talk to you about him...and he's a pro too
But you know how somebody say all the right things so you really can't tell who they are from what they say?
But they actions, always show you
Did you watch Danny Myers vs. A. Ward?
Hе said, "God is good"
(All the time!)
But he said, "You know what еlse happen all the time?
n***as dyin' in the hood
And n***as literally dyin' in the hood."
Now listen, he said, "You wanna tell a former corner boy be a
Slave to the corner corpia, Cesare Borgia
Leaders forcin' us to see this war as a
Way of feeling safe while falsely reinforcing us."
You're right, you're right
And y'all stopped him
Just like that, y'all stopped him
And he said, "It sounds good but he ain't sayin' nothin'"
Somebody bringing awareness that n***as dyin' in the hood ain't sayin' nothin'?
Cool
Then Mackk Myron said, "Clip longer than the nap Jesus took when slavery happened"
Oh, now the Christian white man got a crazy reaction
I'm lookin' like, "Damn. Look at his face
It's almost as if you could relate."
Now I ain't implyin' nothin' about A. Ward
I don't take shorts
You and yo' crew shot out the gates fast
I ain't ever take you as a race Horse
You told A.R.P. you had CrossFit bars for me, with ropes involved
But you didn't use it
Why not?
Thought it would've "been a nuisance"? (noose-ance)
You shouldn't even fathom thinkin' about ropes wit' me, I wouldn't expect you to
Whatchu was gonna say? You know the ropes? Yeah I bet you do
Don't come to me talkin' 'bout a reverend while I'm sparking out a weapon
Get yo' God outta my face or the devil won't be the only thang
Fallin' outta Heaven
It's still dangerous in the field, you can't pray to get a kill
This is Hell fire, Belle Tire, you gonna pay for gettin' Will (wheel)
Okay, A.R.P. went white boy shoppin' again, so let's Target you
Smoke got A. Ward by the grill; back barbeque
Second Corinthians once said, "Our bodies are made of clay, so at the clay we shall return"
I guess that's what we pray for
But I blew up in my vessel, I guess I was made of clay more (claymore)
I know y'all like A. Ward, but what can he tell me?
Adam prolly got a retail fee
You prolly gon' get the best A. Ward for no money, like TLC
But me? They Usher me plates, I don't have to call, I never come after y'all
Ill came from the 'Yak, the poise in us (poisonous) ain't from alcohol
You gon' have to brawl
Play stupid, get jumped from the thump
Christian cussin' out his server like, "Nah, I'm just playin'."
But God's Property will get 'Stomp'ed with a fork
Oh, oh, oh, I know you Christian for real
But Any Given Sunday, I was the sh*t with the steel
You ain't wanna see Willie beamin' (Beamen), I used to flip in the field
f**k this n***a
I'll clip this trigger
Put a hole in A. Ward top, I'll Stanley Cup this n***a
This what happen outta fear
Beat him bloody, 'til they drag him outta here
Bones broke, stab wounds, magnum in the ear
I'm talkin', really f**kin' A. Ward (award) up like, "I'm sorry Taylor but Beyonce had Album Of The Year"
I ain't Holy Ghostin', I'm overdosing, .40 totin'
Y'all been askin' 'bout me, well Ill back; scoliosis
Yak Town in this b*t*h!

{A. Ward talking to a member of the crowd}

Well you ain't finna get a round man
If I got any more audio issues, I'ma pray for the soundman
Let's talk!
Every. Single. Line. And if you know, now you know I'm fire, you can read the signs
I got more wait
Last week I battled, next week I battle, feel like I'm on a tour date
Tomorrow Easter, that's the Lord's day
This finna be a Curry, 30, I reverse punches, wait
You're a Claymore? I'm Achilles (I'ma kill these), I'm more Klay
I'm that nice!
But y'all love dude
Atlanta, he an all-star cause his tre got a snub too?
He more relatable? But I'm capable, I need my just due
So if this crowd geared for Will (four wheel) drive just know I got it out the mud too
I'm that nice
Let's talk, I've been on the road wit' it, prolific
Vers' O? So gifted
But the theme of this event, my bad, I don't fit it
He said, "Max Out" the card and I'm blackin' with no limits
This finna be a dark finish
I came prepared to kill
I'm committed to this ring, it got a marriage feel
You think cause you carry a couple in a round, who I fear is Will? (Ferris Wheel)
Bro it's a difference, Covid restrictions
It's a thousand people- ain't nobody scared of Ill
Let's talk!
I gotta tell y'all somethin', I need ya ears
Adam kept it a 100, spoke highly upon the Yak (Pontiac)
Said, you cold, but I knew that
2020 was a Good Year for him, I watch him buck it (bucket) every round as the bullet flew (flu) past
But as my (asthma) opponent, tread light with the violence, you gonna (gunna) tell me the tool blast?
Believe me, a (bulimia) pen beats a MAC (Mackk)
You press your (pressure) gauge against me, you lose bad
Now that was too stacked
"Cold", "flu", "asthma", "bulimia", it was an Ill scheme
"100 spoke", "Good Year", "tread", "pressure gauge" it was a Will (wheel) scheme
But with me, it's always layered with the lil' things
"Pontiac", "gunna", "bucket" "Mackk" it was an Ill Will scheme
I'm gettin' crazy, you gettin' killed king
Look, I don't see Will up here, I consider Will (wheel) a pair
And never feel the fear cause we don't know which Will will appear
The one who mailed it versus 40 Cal? Or got Suge killed?
Cause more often then not, when you standin' here your op' gettin' crazy while you stood still
You not a top puncher, a not top performer, promo, pen, that's no hate, that's just real
Cassidy and Holla post took off the minute it was booked Ill
So for you? What's in store is the less popular threads cause you're only considered "good", Will (GoodWill)
Yo, it's an ongoing cycle, y'all remember Brizz hash brown bar?
It shook the building at N.O.M.E. beside you
Then Rum Nitty "grabbed the nose running" was crazy, bro is wild
Then Tay Roc, "Emmitt Till Will" bar got crazy reaction, no denial
Y'all remember DNA slogan, "Get the Yak the-" it went wild
It holds the title
They say greatness is contagious but on stages that statement don't apply too
Cause you not sick as soon as you get close to someone Ill, they're goin' viral
I'll Cobra Kai you, the bag here is definite
I don't spare rounds, I put that on the Bible
You gon' need ya last Will and testiment, I'm Heaven-sent
And still improving, the Horsemen here, y'all feel the movement
At the core they wit' me
Why be in competition? We built a union
It was all love at first, 'til you get set straight, give Ill a bruisin'
I did the staff a favor, and they owe me, now William's losin'
Quit with the racket
Will you ain't stuntin' in this game
You make sure you back up everything you say or I'm comin' for this lame
Y'all ain't like the tennis metaphor? Cool, that's something I can change
It's like basketball, and I expect Will to (Wilt) keep it a 100 in the game
It's insane
Y'all copy that?
Shoutout my league The Connects, I hit RBE, King Of The Dot and back
But Organik I owe you an apology, honestly, I'm sorry scrap
I told you I wasn't buyin' the Grand Prix and let A.R.P. sell me on a Pontiac
Y'all got ya signs? I got my slogan
They said this was a style clash
I agree, fire/trash
He finna be mad as can be
Talk all that race stuff and end up losin' the battle to me

I know y'all was moved by that round, it was a nasty one
He said, "Read the signs I'm fire", you should see what's on the back of one
Cause I'll put him into one
But I ain't gon' lie he better back up
This the 'Yak, what?!
You see how he dress, it's black and white, he knew I was gonna suit this cat up
He a lame now
Goin' against me they be chasin' fame now
He said he was "more Klay" cause I was "Claymore", that's why the n***a ain't in the game now
I got new friends y'all
I'm rubbin' shoulders with n***as that got wealth now
He talkin' 'bout he 30/30 like Curry, remember I was talkin' 'bout that injury, that's why he by himself now
Get nothin'
But let's continue what I was talkin' about
They called me for a battle, I almost didn't take it
I wasn't invested in this decision
Not only are you a guest in hip hop, you also are a guest in your religion

Ill Will: Whatchu say?
Loso: I said, "Is that a fact?" That's what I said
Ill Will: Yeah that's a fact! And you a faggot!
Loso: What? Tell Mackk I'll kill him too. Tell Mackk I'll kill him
Ill Will: You a faggot! You a faggot n***a. Faggot ass n***a!

Aye! Ain't nobody ever did this
Cause I'll grab the .44 and blast it
You know I'ma tag it
Oh I forgot what I was supposed to say y'all
Loso a faggot!

I wasn't gon' invest in this decision
Not only are you a guest in hip hop, you Christian
Aye listen, when Mackk prayed to the Heavens and said, "God..."
He said, "Yes."
I said, "Somebody gotta stop him."
You are Esau, y'all weigh (Yahweh) y'all options before y'all watch him
Talkin' 'bout "Spend the whole time battlin' God and end up losing to me"
When the very fact is, the man you worshippin' lookin' like me
I'm ya God, I'm ya God
And ya father
And ya pastor
No weapon formed against you shall prosper?
This wasn't formed it was manufactured
Damn an actor, they just came to see me work
I squeeze first
When this man spit it, pandemic, they just waitin' on Ill to leave Earth
What seem worse, is you ain't got the heart for this of course
That's a simple fact
Simple Jack watch me act retarded with a Horse
I ain't a fan of Ward, I just wanna see the hands of Ward
Once I punch his chest then a dunk contest, Slam Award (A. Ward)
Do y'all know this n***a name is Kimsey?
Man, this sh*t's so real
Somebody tell Kizzy this that Kimbo feel
And he won't have a career (Korea) unless Kim join (Jong) Ill
But he told B. Dot, "Bro, I know my place
I was captivated by hip hop at an early age. I can show you dates
My mother was dealt a bad hand and kept a poker face
I learned every word to 'Regulators' at the age of over eight."
No silver spoons, no steak knives, no golden plates
Low income apartments
Public housing, had no escape
But hold up, wait
A. Ward that's a touching story, I won't debate
But just let me report something, forth cousin, you don't relate
See what he doin'?
This what he doin', the mechanism is called "nepotism"
He connecting to y'all to seem deep
I give a f**k about you knowing 'Regulators'
Memorize the Dr. King speech
Ward is you straight?
Oh your parents got divorced? You had more on ya plate?
Well was yo' mama on crack?
Did yo' daddy get life?
Were you a ward (A. Ward) of the state?
Do he go to St. Louis and advocate with Ooops now?
Are you into changin'?
Nah, just like a white man Horse, they take off and leave a n***a hangin'
I don't give statements, I make [?]
I don't rub shoulders, I give colds
These white boys get in the game and think they us, that's what change do
Why the f**k would I give a f**k about 'Regulators' when we still seeing 'Strange Fruit'
I blame you
How you gonna preach to n***as that took the breath of God?
Petrified
I got a n***a who say he won't ever step in church cause he heard they want n***as to testify
Let if fly

I like that bar
I know you do

Let it fly, you not stoppin' my business
I'm killin' you, even though you are not on my hitlist
The Lord is your shepherd, n***a God is my witness
It's a difference
He had to see me, I didn't have to see he
I could've kidnapped him maybe
Two weeks in the trunk, A. Ward go to reekin' (Rican) like Daddy Yankee
Yak Town in this b*t*h!
Now rebuttal that! Rebuttal that!

I memorized all the words to 'Regulator'
And I admit, I was a visitor to hip hop
Let's be honest, the race card is the easiest one to execute
But it was fire so I'm not gonna say that y'all get got
What I am gon' say is you gon' need more for Will (four wheel) with all that gas, it's NASCAR, welcome to this pit stop
Let's go
I mean, I'm startin' to say
You do look like Jesus, I ain't gon' lie, that was hard in a way
But my God wouldn't wear that bummy doo rag he had a part in (parting) the waves
Let's go! I do this!
I said, I'm not done- it's gonna feel like God crossed him
Whole team will pass like John Stockton
He said, "Suited up cat" and y'all lost it
I give you a suit, you a suit, you a suit- about fourteen suits; DeShaun Watson
I said welcome to Michigan, where real killers and drug lords don't need your respect
Where Flint, Pontiac, Lansing, Detroit, all have crime rates about as elite as it gets
Where black mafia family built a reputation off the streets that they rep
Where Trick Trick will stop a whole event if it's something he feel he need to address
And where battle rapper Ill Will's online beefin' with Prep
You beefin' with Prep?
Fake tough guy sending threats through
Said he was gonna see him in March like Prep was someone you finna step to
It's April, nothing happened, all cap for some internet views
We seen this show before
A couple of guys up to no good- and now Will in Prep school
You beefin' wit' Prep?
I ignore the frauds
As sure as I believe the Lord is God
Running from a fake angle with Ward involved
Will never happen
Like Chick-fil-A gettin' your order wrong
He said A.R.P. barely tossed me some bread, I get it, your pay is higher
And in the past, both of us have been known to dress like our clothes didn't make the drier
But my respect doesn't rely on who came here flier
But in order for Will (wheel) to pop off he gotta learn to change a tire (attire)
This make it fire
This was a death wish I guarantee
Between 2-1 and 3-0 like the Nets pick
You got the dirtiest circle in battle rap
Myron dress like ya step kid
He got no car, you give him rides, that's yo' best friend?
You was packin' a MAC(kk) in the back of the Ac' before Rex did
Side note: I don't believe that whole deadbeat angle is true
But it ain't crazy neither
And if it's not true that's cool, you are absolutely not obligated to come out here and make believers
But if it is true, taking care of home doesn't make you weaker
You can't be considered a gunner (Gunna) if you don't know ya Lil' Baby features
This is ether, he don't got a flow this nice
DNA taught him a lesson, y'all still hold him high
It was teacher/student, he punched ya lights out, K.O.'d this guy
I said he gave his pupil stitches and so will I (sew Will eye)
I've been dope since, and this stage is still an achievement
I'm ten toes in, to this day I feel undefeated
My pen's so sick, y'all act like Ill is a demon
Flintstones whip, Will (wheel) isn't needed
Believe it, y'all should've switched the venue or watch who they pit against you
The minute I lift the pencil tip the rents due
Quintessential
What I produce? Instrumental
Ain't nobody buyin' Pontiac anymore but y'all let this (dis)continue?
I'ma offend you
I'ma end you
It looks so cool when you shoot that thang
You know what go through my head?
"Sometimes put faith in the Bible down and grab the toaster instead."
Load it with lead
Security patting people down and it look like maybe the shoulders and legs
So I make sure the MAC(kk) tucked in right like, like you before goin' to bed
You bum
Your soul lift like Anita Baker
All black in the casket now he the taker
Y'all know that connect he's always talkin' 'bout?
I peeped discreet behavior
It's always a phone call, well now you get to meet ya maker (Jamaica)
Just stop Ill
Get Molly Whopped and dropped in a box still
Mother over the casket like, "Nah. This is not real."
Now we got somethin' in common we both studyin' God's Will
They said this was a style clash, I agree, fire/trash
He finna be mad as can be
One more round of race bars in the battle with me

Why n***as always talkin' 'bout my brother Myron?
But we've been out the house
I gotta sound like T-Boz homegirl, get Mack(k) d**k out yo' mouth
Y'all n***as always talkin' 'bout Mackk
We talked about each other attire, but no matter what you wear you always look like an undercover cop
He be like, "Hey brother. You guys got some rock?
C'mon man, I'm just tryin' to get some candy and score man."
Thinkin' he on some secret sh*t
Then he go into his pocket he like, "Got him! You're under arrest you piece of sh*t!"
A. Ward you a piece of sh*t
Jesus b*t*h
I'll put the steel into you
Once the strap get cooked, athlete's foot
They gonna put Ill in the shoe
I've been winnin', but all they talk about is the Tay loss
I caught Hell over a shot
But since then all I've been hearing is Free Willy bars
So why would I will (whale) over a rock (Roc)
n***a we stars
You know the impact I done had in this game from these bars?
I compel doom
Hotel rooms, I be on key cards
But these n***as get in the game and tell us how we do
How we shootin'
n***a cause that's what we seen and taught
Ain't like we walk into church and be like, "Aight. Enough of this Jesus talk."
My gun's out of (outer) space like Galaga
Guns kickin' like Gramática
The nerve of Ill travelin' (travel in) back like sciatica
You was in school Aaron, I had to run through streets
Just a pound and the lead like a lunchroom beat
And this the motherf**kin' thanks I get?
Denzel, they only gave me A. Ward cause I got on some gangsta sh*t
If you see what I saw, your heart would go dark
I just want to spin the block with a shell like Mario Kart
I set the bar way up there my n***a, it's gonna be hard to climb that
They be like, "What did do say?
Bobby Boucher, bring that retarded line back (lineback)."
No trace, they won't find a witness
The .9 is kickin'
They like, "Will, what would Jesus do?"
Well, I don't know but the n***a better mind his business
Time is tickin'
I desiccate
Second date
.40 eatin' chest and face
When you need money, you take offerin'
When I see money I take off on him
n***as get a different type of collection plate
I like to kill, somethin' off with me
I like to take life for real
I don't give a f**k if I was in London, something ain't right with Will (wheel)
I'm Hell-bound, but I'm Heaven-sent, that's evident
Ill came from God, now you in the scope and I gotta give this pest the lens
Pestilence/pest the lens...that was a reach pastor
But God fed 5,000 people with five fish- that n***a the reach master
I'm the best rapper
TEC clapper
Kill n***as and get a check after
I just wanted to pull the card on A. Ward (award), like, "Nominees for best actor."
Why do he even pray for?
He gotta leave today Lord
I'ma win an Oscar for this, right after I make a body outta A. Ward (award)
I killed you n***a but I'm still ya folks
I just want you to know you go against me your will get wrote
n***as say they the best, but I kill the GOAT
Any ill will towards Ill Will ya will get wrote

Loso a hoe ass n***a. On my kids

This time I only got one rebuttal
It ain't gon' be 'Back 2 Back' like I'm dissin' Meek Mill
He said like 17 "A. Ward" trophy flips, 12 disease/ill flips
I'll be honest that's not A, that's a C scale
But if we can keep it real
All that animated race stuff, then the Mario bar?
Psst, who's finna win this round?
We will (Wii wheel)!
Let's talk
I said, I have the heaters
The sticks up it's a Madden feature
Bar so hard, Surf was shakin' his- you ain't gettin' that battle neither
You talkin' to us
Yo it's evident, we're all in a pandemic
Dodgin' a virus and we tryin' to keep a sane mind
And currently I'm in a different battle
Up here makin' sure my career don't have a funeral and a gravesite
Now these rounds got limits, and there's a lot of stuff I wanna make rhyme
But if y'all give me the floor, I'ma talk to this ill {A. Ward holds up a mask} and that Ill, at the same time
See you, got us masked up in the day light
Hangin' out in small crowds while school's out
And you? Was masked up vs. Daylyt way before the small crowds were cool now
You? Got us puttin' gloves on, touchin' elbows, hopin' our white cells might increase
And you? Out here puttin' the Glove on, touchin' elbows, hopin' your white sales might increase
And you? I caught you in November, no runnin', short breath
I caught you in April, no runnin', I beat COVID and you're next
I'm at ya doorstep, rappin' different
Makin' sure your check; statistician
Bar after bar after bar 'bout the packs he flippin'
Every line about the white, Jesus, what a bad depiction
It's a fact I'm Christian, but I'm saved, not soft
I was never taught to budge
So how you wanna settle this?
c*ck the snub or pull out the boxin' gloves?
You play Satan?
Y'all see the shoes Lil' Nas X just came out with and tried to offer up?
Bet, well before they even decided to Air Max Out I been had the Devil on my heels and on my soul (sole) I ain't losin' a drop of blood
What you got is not enough
What did they say to you kinfolk?
They gave you a list of name you could pick from, with the craziest info
It was Ward or Dot, A or B, like playin' Nintendo
He told Chef, "I'll shut you down like a health inspector"
I ain't basic like him though, I clean up 'round here
The health inspector wants me to lose but they gon' see "A" on the win though (window)
I've been dope, and I got a focused pen
Every line means I'm next up in the game like open gym
They don't treat you or pay you like a legend, I'm so convinced
So the reason you joke on me is cause honestly you're a joke to them
Now I get it, you prolly got paid more than me by a couple numbers
But Surf, Clips, Hitman, they never have to battle these up and comers
I'm bein' honest witchu, your resume, I read it and weep
So after this, you gon' need a lot more than comedic relief
What y'all see in this geek?
Hi style's so easy to me
Y'all wanna learn how to rap like Ill Will?

{A. Ward puts on a bucket hat}

Y'all wanna learn how to rap like Ill Will?
Cool, this is his whole trick
First, cover up that hairline
Then you run two words in the ground 'til it gets old quick
Go third person, name flip yourself, it don't matter if the bar don't hit
Cause the crowd gon' react when you tell 'em how white ya coke is
Now let's talk
Will be like, ".357 from Russia, that's where the steel born
I hope your great grand daughter still born but somehow she stillborn
Ain't you YTG? I'll smack Mickey and steal Born
The steel form, Ill got it my jeans (genes) like it's past to my children...
And my coke's so white it stormed the capitol buildin'
First off, your coke is not that white bro
That's white
What's this dude's deal?
I just came from L.A. to Atlanta, that's how I move; chill
I did the reverse punch versus O-Red, this is before and after, this is true skill
I said L.A. to Atlanta cause I'm coachin' a player
I will Tyronn Lue Will
You get the message?
I said, this a huge accomplishment
You see we got respect for each other, I'm glad you acknowledge it
I'm always tryin' to do unique things on stage, for the viewers watchin' this
I did the reverse punch so my career could do the opposite
But try and stunt, go 'head, I already know we in Atlanta
You gonna pander ('Panda') to the crowd and design a (Desiigner)
But your time is up
You get the same fate, think today's date, well I'm firin' up
Cause it's gonna be 4,3,2,1 you should've knew your time was up
I'm that nice!
And I ain't come to get personal witchu
I just brought enough bars to body you and any person that's witchu
I tell 'em "Fall in line"
Atlanta, God is good
(All the time!)

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