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Casey Jay vs. Viixen the Assassin
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I been trying to do better, but it was the fans that made you my rival This feeling is vital, after these verses, it’s gonna be hard to revive you You’re getting smoked, they gon’ wish I just did Jakk and took a page out the Bible ‘Cause the chances I let you live, it’s no way, You’ll either play dead or every n***a walking get hit, this my ho phase ‘Cause I ain’t here to be nice with her, I want to fight with her, I’ll beat out the life in ya Yeah, I’ma get right with ya, it’s like she used Ciara’s Prayer, you got the right n***a We could have did this in Milwaukee, it don’t matter the place I would have put hands up in the middle of the meal, I forgot to say grace Then gats’ll get raised, it’s a stickup, give it up Don’t act brace, pull out cans in front of her house, it’s trash day I told Viixen when I see her it’s on sight, back page ‘Cause when b*t*hes step in front of me, it get real for ‘em You gon’ have to suffer from the side effects if you’re the one that I peel on You’re someone I’ll steel on, after we scrap it’s still on so the steel for ‘em It’s your birthday weekend? Well you can die on your birthday, stillborn Ever since, Geechi told me get my kid and play, y’all act like that ain’t something I do See I love my baby boy but mama got to have a life too But you, have three, so I hope you’re protecting your nest ‘Cause I’ll be dumping the clip, I’ll pull a magnum out the backseat, “Jodie, what the f**k is this?” You got three kids and three baby daddies? B*t*h, what the f**k is your plan? Why are you taking this chance? It’s not smart for you to risk/uterus getting bust in again You heard, Viix? That’s my word, b*t*h Push another baby boy, *baow*, hit your cervix, a nerve hit Why? ‘Cause I’m Uno, reverse, reverse, turn skip B*t*h, you are just another wild card, for you I ain’t got to draw sh*t but, I forgot the game changed, man If I can make up my own rules it would be for me and you to exchange hands You’re about to be dead, fam I’ll have Viixen’s pu**y a** in a box, it’s not a webcam You got the weakest setups, you just scream your bars to make it seem like you’re beasting Your flow and performance took you a whole decade of critiquing, and even now you’re just decent You lack loyalty, I wouldn’t tell you a secret, no, you can’t keep your mouth closed, ‘cause I got it leaking They unleashed the demon, Viixen, what the f**k was you thinking? I used to f**k with you but now that we’re beefing I ain’t speaking Muzzle the nose, *too too*, you get that silent treatment But wait, I never asked for Smack to call me ‘The Face’ But you don’t mind saying you don’t care what Smack say, but I bet you care what Smack pay B*t*h, do you know who signs your checks? He took your career out the dumpster B*t*h, you don’t show no respect? I’m finally at you, trying to hide won’t help, blade, split her in half B*t*h, you should have never got beside yourself ‘Cause lord as my witness, before last year you was overlooked more than those terms and conditions Kings vs. Queens, you got that call and was flattered ‘Cause you ain’t never appealed to the ma** as a rapper They used you to occupy space and that’s the fact of the matter You get it? Sh*t’s madness, you occupy space but don’t matter to the ma**es So who are you going to turn to a believer? I heard nothing but dreams come to a sleeper Rusty switchblade, I’m trying to wedge something between her And when it rose on stage, that’s another b*t*h dead, Selena You’re mean, I’m meaner, I know that aggression is all fake I’m all in your space, statute of limitations, it’s too late to try Case, I’m irate ‘Cause it’s no honor amongst thieves, you stole bars from your sis? B*t*h y’all supposed to be ebony and ivory, a white person stealing from a black, the irony That night we f**ked, you said you wrote all your bars, but, you lied to me So I’m shooting with this motion, been waiting for this moment Both you b*t*hes down, Hustle on the ground with her chest open ‘cause Viix on it I was supposed to be gang, you changed and she mad ‘cause she gave you the gas This getting like Coffee vs. Hustle, I don’t know which one of you b*t*hes to blame This sh*t is a shame, they got you feeling you elite? And that’s crazy B*t*h, play me, how you on varsity if you ain’t made it past J, V, no maybe B*t*h, you’re getting dragged tonight, and I’ll do myself like I don’t want to ask ‘em twice Who told you to take this, b*t*h? Bad advice You not gon’ get the win, but you gon’ get these bragging rights ‘Cause when I address sh*t, b*t*h, do you know what’ll happen? I’ma kill you in fashion You’re getting knocked off your high horse, I got this polo a**a**in I show no compa**ion, it’s gon’ be air that you’re gasping ‘Cause she’s a person who impersonates, but I know the person this person ain’t Leg shot, leg shot, I’m trying to coordinate, then a shot connect to her stomach, I make her core relate That last time, we ain’t battled ‘cause your dad’s funeral, it’s yours today ‘Cause the only thing our fathers had in common was both they’re names were David RIP to them ‘cause losing a father is not fun Yours died to cancer, mine died by a gun While mine was rushing to get treated, yours had a chance in treatment I ain’t get to say bye, you was with yours when he was last breathing You still grieving? Well I’ma put you out your misery, b*t*h, now go greet him Mad I didn’t get Woman of the Year a** b*t*h ‘I won the fan vote’, so! Don’t nobody want to hear that sh*t Nah, tell us that’s your belt, girl, ride for your sh*t Now you’re up here battling me, ready to die for this sh*t If that was me, I would have smoked the whole panel and anyone that sided with them What happens in a black household when you don’t get the belt? B*t*h, you should have been outside with the switch We’re finally face-to-face now, I’m finally facing the Face now K-Dot called you the Face now, since you call yourself the Face now Rough sex in the bedroom, I’m ‘bout to leave the Face down B*t*h, they came to see me, you’re just taking up floor space Gun to the back of her skull, make her core shake Your neck j*rk, it slide to the base, for foreplay Then I put a bird on this box, like Corn Flakes Ain’t sh*t sweet about this white girl, I’m not strawberry shortcake Who thought this b*t*h was a threat to me? Tool on me, I will murder this b*t*h, aggressively .38 fresh out the box, it’s a collectors’ piece I might as well be a caregiver, I know what the special needs Stop testing me, saying that you’re better, I done had it with that The State vs. Tsu Surf, I’m dropping Case faster than that Catch a blast to the back, or a dome pop One shot’ll lift the Face like botox How you the Face and ain’t secure a Summer Madness or NOME spot? Look at you, ‘cause they know you gon’ lose every f**kin’ time they booking you Real women know the face don’t keep a man, the cooking do This b*t*h a fool, you was raised good, why you up here trying to play hood? I can’t take this, make it make sense This Volume must be laced with fentanyl ‘cause she ready to die poppin’ that fake sh*t Casey you’s a b*t*h and I’m ‘bout to make you sit like one Everybody want to be a big shot, ‘til they get hit by one Her brain splatter, they catching brain matter That’s the Face on they face, it’s a parallel universe and I’ma dog you in it Head shot like Training Day, I’m putting Case on all you b*t*hes Jay, Jay, Jay, all you motherf**kers, Jay, Jay, all you motherf**kers, Jay! I’m not leaving evidence in place, I can’t risk it with mistakes If she go to the law after I hit Case with this judge, the judge gon’ hit me with a case This b*t*h is gon’ Crazy Crazy Crazy, just thinking she can beat me, that’s a no-no All My Life, I been better than you: bars, performance, and promo Every f**king interview, You Bring Me Up, like I’m some type of ho, bro If we got beef we got beef, Forever My Lady, don’t let me catch you solo ‘Cause I’ll have this four-five backing up Casey/K-Ci like JoJo You Bardashian b*t*hes think y’all so cold A group full of average b*t*hes who think they looks intimidate I mean you look the best but that’s ‘cause there’s barely sh*t to rate On a scale of one through ten, .357 in the face You hang with b*t*hes that ain’t got kids, trying to do what they do Move how they move, that should be illegal always drinking Casa but never at the casamigo We know, the truth hurts, it ain’t no way in saying it nice You treat your son as a mistake, to kick it with those b*t*hes you be abusing your rights What do Geechi Gotti and her baby daddy have in common? Both nuts ruined her life That sh*t got me tight, your kid always with his dad That man needs some motherf**kin’ help You’re going so hard for Woman of the Year when your son lack discipline You worried about the wrong motherf**kin’ belt That t**le got me backlash, hatred, they acting like I didn’t hold mine That made me want to say f**k the belt, resort to violence, load nines Poles rise, make domes fly Caitlyn Jenner, yeah, I got Woman of the Year, but I had a d**k the whole time Wait, am I supposed to pause when I say those lines? Alright, well let’s rewind to when they tried to play me, the fact’s sickening I got WOTY then they made up a t**le for you, that’s ignant How you the leading lady with barely any stats when the bodies don’t match the Face, what? This b*t*h is catfishing Drunk Smack called you the face, then you got 40 Drunk Smack called you the face, then she got 40 Drunk Smack called you the face, then you got 40, yet you was never that good What’s all this called for? Then it came out who she was f**kin’ Makes sense why behind the scenes they was going so hard for her They literally made us f**k with you, now when you rap we’re all bored Mandatory vaccination, they gave you the shot but it was all forced No replay value, believability, your performance rookie Half the time they not sleep on you they’re going to sleep on you You got the crowd snoring, pu**y Like a b*t*h that only lay on her back during sex, what I say You boring pu**y We see you at all the events, you don’t be writing down tips? That’s what got me rattled At battles present on every stage but ain’t got no stage presence when you battle Top tier, where? But you can barely move solo McDonald’s and female battle rap both got the face of a clown as they logo I’m glad that you came to put up a fight ‘Cause I’ma put you in a bag, I’m taking your life B*t*hes swear they cold ‘til I slam ‘em on this ground And this round, I’m just breaking the ice What we did back in Atlanta, it’s our business and that’s facts I just think it’s childish you shave and don’t wax so, you choose Get MAC’d up or get snubbed down I left you sleeping in a wet spot once, déjà vu, it’s blood now Champion, I ain’t mad at the position you placed I just remember that one night I was trying to position your face I even let you come first, the same way you did in that race That’s why you’re talking to me street because I rode on your…wait It was a childish mistake I’m just saying if they sat you on that throne, who really on top if I sat on your face First females on a Volume, well if you’re here for Viixen let me know it now ‘Cause I’ll get to spacing, then Astroworld, there’s bodies dropping in the crowd I’ll do you foul, I’m not impressed, you’re not a threat You got drive but you should have turned this Volume down like you was looking for the right address Try your best, your time ticking, you got two eyes and your name’s Viixen Well, b*t*h, listen: we can run the fade, I’m not tripping Let’s see if she can spell her name right, when she lean with her eye missing It gets vicious; Viixen, I’ma put you in a bad spot It’s like your face in poverty, ‘cause your jaw broken, you have knots Grab matics, gun b***, crack the b*t*h up, then laugh at it This is past pa**ion, said you could beat me, I’m mad at it In no event could you kill me, but you get a stamp for taking a stab at it This for keepsakes They booked this b*t*h from the Mil’ for low, she’s just a cheap date After this nobody gon’ ask for you, Ca**idy vs. Freeway But y’all had her up in the polls? She a Viixen and A**a**in I never seen her up on a pole or upping the pole, how do y’all believe what she say? Said I lose, well I ain’t giving the b*t*h leeway ‘Cause I don’t want to hear that sh*t, who the f**k is the DJ? I ain’t got replay value? That’s what she say Funny coming from a b*t*h who took ten years to get on this stage If we rewind your whole career you were a reject Can’t count how many styles you had to replace I can’t, relate, you don’t get the picture well let me, reframe B*t*h, stop it, it’s all a story, I been snapping But it’ll get real if these spray, but this clip the kind you can’t replay So think straight, after ten years they finally believing you? And they only gave you me just to see if you can see it through I already pa**ed her, why would I preach to you? The piece to you And you’re about to die for my sins, what would Jesus do? B*t*h, who are you fooling? They ga**ed you vs. Flamez, sh*t had me fuming They ga**ed you vs. DNA, still had you losing And they knew I’d wind up eating a cracker like I was taking communion So f**k is we doing? See I already was a problem for you You won one battle but like Mike you got lucky with shoe That battle with Loso, well that was something to laugh about I was holding my belly; b*t*h, you buns, you couldn’t even take that pastor out You savage how? You ain’t work for yours I made Twork choke three rounds; b*t*h, you just twork for Norbes So compare my year to yours, I’m the reason we’re right here ‘Cause I’m the one with the poise It speaks volumes, b*t*h, I was the one making the noise So I don’t think that the broad worthy, time to push her sh*t back Daylight savings, it’s about to get dark early You’re losing today, you a con, Viix, losing the case Blade split her up, she Stevie, losing her faith Drake, make her look crazy like, “f**k you doing with Ye?” It’s true when I say it was never about a t**le for me I was just killing sh*t period and it became a cycle to me And it’s that time again so expect to see blood dropping from V But first, let’s just put it all on the table I’m like a good friend about to take your pic ‘cause, b*t*h, I know all of your angles All you’re gon’ do is name flip after name flip, Case that and Case this That’s lame sis, [?] creative, watch how I paint this Madam, you are not on my radar if we refer to a level you’re in the basement Madam, radar, refer, level - wow, all them words is spelled the same flipped just like how you rap ‘Cause don’t matter how you put it, it’s still the same sh*t Oh, you mad? ‘Cause I told them what’s real You gon’ have a bunch of Case flips, but do you want to see Case flip Deal or no deal Rap Top Tier Case; b*t*h, you named yourself that F**k you thought I was gon’ do: chill out, hide? They said Case is on the rise So is COVID and I’m still outside You talked all that sh*t online, we had to settle that Y’all see how sh*t change when the Face booked ‘cause she met her match Don’t make me mad, I don’t need no provoking Anybody think the Face cut like that know they jokers Which b*t*h get the stick, Hocus Pocus I’ll catch her home alone and put hands on her face, Macaulay Culkin You beat people that’s known for choking Then you fold when a real one come for you It’s up for you, I’m too much for you The hospital better make room, like ‘Excuse me, coming through’ You better find an exit strategy if you don’t want exit wounds It’s ‘bout to get wild, we already seen that car whippin’ You better sit down or next it’s Case out the window, like a mistrial I been wild, I wake up and choose violence every day, I don’t miss sh*t I’m talking 24 hours of smoke, like a brisket She gon’ need a dentist, mouth shot how I end sh*t Smell her reeking with a f**ked up grill, like Ms. Fit How much weight can your face bench, b*t*h? We don’t know if you’s a man that looks like a woman or a woman that looks like a man, it’s sad to know, Who face more buff: her or Calicoe? I know this random, bro, but I been hitting the gym lately When this stomach get flat and this a** stay fat, I don’t want to hear none of that Damn, Viixen fine talking Plus they say the camera add ten pounds, so I got to get this nine off me She won’t make the cut, what's she taking blunt Stick and twist it, I’m trying to break her gut Soon as they st**ch her and fix her and tape her up New evidence found (*twtt*), I’ll bring Case back up She make it to the hospital but it’s too late Family suing for malpractice, the doctors ‘bout to lose Case I’m too great, all I need is one shot, watch blood start pouring out Glad I didn’t miss case, they would have put a warrant out Certainly don’t bring up murder and caught giving a first degree You gon’ need care urgently, bullets go in Case and end Case Call the ambulance in case of emergency They said she cuckoo and do voodoo, if I look her in her eyes I might get impaired Cinderella story, b*t*h, I will put a poke on a stare Don’t act like I care, I’m insane, you can’t imagine the direction I’ll show up to [?] and batter you in seconds Chainsaw, they gon’ find the last of her midsections Skin the head, what a face, it’s a ma**acre in Texas If this miss Case everything getting dropped No time for reb***als, I took everything off the top Everything in a box Like those young girls with they shirts, everything getting cropped How the f**k are you a Bardashian but they named you the Jenner out the group? It’s ‘cause they’re everything that you’re not B*t*h, they could have at least called you Khloe ‘cause you f**king owe them everything that you got You know it got to stop, you’re mom coming to every battle with you, y’all thinking it’s cool I’m thinking it’s wack, ‘cause see, J, you say some foul sh*t when you’re rapping Where I’m from if I even cuss in front of my mama I’m getting my sh*t slapped Your mom trying to know fashion, my mom old-fashioned, we made different You like to get loud, I like to bow, we literally raise different They tripping, you always need a babysit and she always with you trying to kick it and babysit, I see how y’all move Geechi, this must be the sequel, this mama only worried about the house party, too Let’s go Look, they brought murder to an a**a**in B*t*h, it’s just me and you But I been noticing the things you do You’ve revamped so many lines and reconstruct them to make it [?] new So if you’re going over lines, why would I have boundaries for you? It’s no mercy, here’s where I make a lie Kill [?] speaking of feelings, yeah, I’ma spill her guts I got options when I peel the gun, the sh*t’s dope, [?] getting overdosed call your bluff In front of me they all choke up, so watch how you breath in this place watch how you’re speaking on Case If I feel a way I’ma really hurt you in here One in the back of V, that’s a spare, but these is a pair Which one of you [?] it’s up in the air You knew this battle was gon’ get you murked I’m putting skeletons in the ground, now to get the scoop on you they’re [?] dig up dirt Nothing you say gon’ work, watch your mouth if you really want to live Or it’s probably cause, the twelve coming in your crib Listen, Vickie, I knew the chances you’d black literally fifty-fifty So I wouldn’t gamble with this What number to use on her? [?] taking my pick And when I say I hit lotto, that’s short for I caught a black and white b*t*h Your dad white, he raised you, but you act like someone you’re not You told EK you grew up in a black household I bet you did, daddy probably turned in his spot You won Woman of the Year in [?], wait eight f**king months for them to give you your belt B*t*h if you grew up in a black household your mama would have told you, b*t*h, go get it yourself Be sick of yourself ‘cause you took it too far, V you don’t know who you are, V Need to bring the white out, correct the errors you been yelling out Or I bet she blackout if I decide to push her melon in It’s hell you’re in, I’m beating your a**, you’re not fine Black and white, Jussie Smollett, I’m on stage in a hate crime After I off white it’s nothing you can tell me She Virgil, died, [?] worked hard for this L, V So why try with me, would I let her live is what [?] all dying to see But this is juvenile detention, your bars minor to me I’m schooling you, how you think you get by me? I won’t stand for it, you’re out your league, it’s ob-, V But before Bardashians cosigned me I was main eventing over you before O and Jaz was standing behind me So it’s time to put this white b*t*h on the news I go from Casey to Zac Stacy This b*t*h getting tossed all over the room You should have been more smarter, have her hooked up to cords Now trying to stay alive is much harder Head shot, she ‘bout to die, her apple draining; ay, you got an iPhone charger? Listen, as far as Woman of the Year I should have [?] number one spot and politics is somebody white at the top I [?] by triple, that prize money came from my fans, hope you made use of it I ain’t saying you owe me but, b*t*h, I’m ‘bout to recoup some sh*t It’s lit still, I been waiting for this kill Got the big steel, if that don’t get you then this will Blade out, get to swiping on Viixen, it’s Tip Drill, b*t*h, chill You could never give ‘em this feel You could do a whole three sixty on stage, still wouldn’t be a good deal You and I would have to swap scores for this [?] You could never be this real I knew you wouldn’t live up to WOTY, the b*t*h ain’t live up to her name still Viixen the A**a**in? You got a face a** but look at the gut I don’t know a vixen that would let Norbes hit but you gave him the… Viixen the A**a**in? [?] it ain’t fit you, damn I would think an a**a**in would [?]... Viixen the A**a**in? You have no body and no bodies, that’s worse B*t*h, you don’t even have a good body of work You was Woman of the Year, could have had anyone that you want While I was the real a**a**in going out on the hunt I drill a ho since she’s putting on a front DC sniper, I got an a**a**in in the trunk So let’s be direct, [?] acting bias for you, fam F**k a belt, if I win an award I need an Oscar, ‘cause I got a body on my hands You ain’t sh*t to me, I never dig a b*t*h who lack dignity Gun like a stigma, everywhere I go it sticks with me And I’ll ring off on a ho, this wasn’t meant to be Where the f**k is Hustle? Go get your big sis for me I been arguing with this b*t*h for a year about who’s the dopest Steady going back and forth over the net, f**k is this the US Open? No joking, let’s get it then, I’ll put you in a hospital Your broken bones giving in Docs got to pray for you, now it’s the Wimbledon Casey Wallace, I told ‘em crowd or no crowd, either way this b*t*h pressed We could have did this last month in Oakland I still would have got this b*t*h stressed I would have caught Wallace out in traffic It would have been a big death You been battling all year to get to me Okay, they ga**ed you up to try and take me out, so I won’t play Y’all see how they built up Case, to prove you was a white girl killer, now you owe, J No way, it’s not enough evidence to prove you cold, Case I seen you versus 40, boring, it was so plain B*t*h, I would have flipped off on Car’, like road rage Your sisters gave you that gas then let you get dragged? I would have slumped that b*t*h They put a battery in your back and you still had trouble starting Car’ Y’all should have jumped that b*t*h No delivery, no performance, basic, boring Your career gon’ be sitting in the same spot You called 40 homeless but you’re the one living in the same box It got to stop, soon as you get some [?], your feelings be mad, hurting You had one decent win, now you think you’re in demand, worthy B*t*h, you beat Swamp We expected every punch to land dirty Or we can talk about Twork and Prep and how Twork ain’t Prep Compare Prep to Twork, they both choked, Prep and Twork We don’t give a f**k that you beat Prep and Twork If you ask us, the whole time Prep was Twork You was in the tournament, you didn’t win the tournament That’s mad wrong That’s like eating the pu**y without getting the pu**y It’s nothing to brag on Two wins against two chokes got you feeling unstoppable? We all watched your head get big-ger; b*t*h, I didn’t even think that was possible You was runner up for WOTY, runner up for Ultimate Madness Yet you’re always bragging, what’s this coming to? I don’t care if you’re from Texas, flexing, I’m still running through B*t*h, you could have showed up with Austin Powers, You’re still number two, we don’t f**k with you You lack skill and level, chrome gun to her mouth, the deal is settled Since you brag about second place so much, you should be used to this silver metal Your whole team get killed in seconds, all you hos tweaking out Shots his O’fficial core, it ain’t sh*t we got to speak about Catch Jaz, bullets hit her teeth and scalp You gon’ call out of work then call back in ‘cause she bleeding out I’ll kill all you b*t*hes, same time, same gun, believe me Get greasy, they ain’t seen a bald head with this many female bodies since… Yo Beasley, ever since y’all gave me this b*t*h, I should have dubbed that Y’all see how I’m stepping on J, the club packed It’s bugged that she don’t work hard for every booking, she get him hard for every booking Then want to come up here and call me some rookie Don’t say I’m white trash ‘cause the n***a that do the trailer parks in your pu**y Pull out your pu**y facts, Casey, ain’t no hiding that Anybody want to marry J, I oblige to that Even the fans get her pants, this sh*t is outrageous, Isley Brothers Any Mr. Biggs gon’ get in between the sheets with this b*t*h bound to catch something contagious I’m greatness, you had to learn the harder way Well right here, right now, Casey, I’ma give you your props ‘cause you are the Face Yeah, the face of a b*t*h who left her baby daddy ‘cause she wasn’t done sucking battle rap d**k Yeah, the face of a b*t*h who only got one child and still never have her kid Yeah, the face of a b*t*h who had to join a group ‘cause by herself she wasn’t sh*t Yeah, the face of a b*t*h who gon’ always brag about a tournament that she didn’t f**king win The face of a goofy, the face of a dummy, the face of a clown The face for a c*m shot, the face of a deadbeat The face of a wannabe, the face of a tagalong The face that n***as only get to face then pa** along The face that’s facing the b*t*h that’s making her face the facts You are the face of a lot of things, but you are not the face of female battle rap Y’all see the type of sh*t that be making me mad? This a bad body like O’fficial, ‘cause the face average like Jaz So y’all can go and find another b*t*h that think she f**king with me But make sure she’s sugar free ‘cause these b*t*hes sweet
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