Mary On A Cross / Lyrics

[Round 1: Murda Mook] Ay look, the cowboy ain't wanna meet (meat) on URL So Rare Breed was the medium to cater the plate This beef 'bout to get done well Y'all 'bout to see the vegan done made a mistake (made him a steak) Do him greasy, finger lickin', savor the taste Talkin' Beasley, SMACK niggas, stay in ya place You get shot in ya face, and then shot in ya face more They say, "Mook you went overboard." Of course, that's how you make sure (shore) Let's pick up the pace Chase gave a nigga from the Lou' the baton Well I got him, no problem It's gonna look like the bottoms after I stomp blood out him Mr. Easy Bucket stupid, this feat (feet) you in A Christian Lou' been (Loubin') for the win, I'ma shoo (shoe) in And guess who doin' the bap, bap, bap ties and the gat risin' They all come my way with detention End up gettin' the same sentence Start with I, chalk lines, mad times, I show 'em the ropes Now this is where Chaz ties in (chastising) If I don't put Chaz man in a casket Shiiit, you gon' be nappin' on a mattress With a permanent address at the hospital The sight gon' be the saddest, it's tragic Imagine havin' to see ya kid try to play peek a boo witchu in ICU (and I see you) I can see more wrong (moron) when I see you God got a devilish sense of humor, that's probably true I mean his test gotta be a few of the funniest jokes Like, "Don't y'all think it's hilarious that after you just decided to stop eatin' meat, that man put you right in front of the GOAT." Here this guy go (Geico), "Mook ain't got bars, he just be talkin', he borin'." I'm ensurin' (insuring) that's one of your quotes Well if Progressive punchlines whatchu want, fine But you better hold that same fuckin' policy for your rhymes I'm 'bout to have each and everyone behind you mournin' (morning), sunshine The stream ran I'm a heavy fav' So much damn (dam) damage the levees break Me, I championed every weight Light weight to heavy weight Every class that was dealt, blood let's demonstrate Pussy I got it locked and I ain't never introducin' Chaz to these (chastity) belts This a case of mistaken identity, ARP givin' me the wrong person For him remember, these jail bars wasn't meant for So in a sense (innocence) it'll be, now you can't bail 'cause you don't know the shit you in for This your day to loss (data loss), backup everything like when you send off your phone the Sprint store 'Cause if boy can't walkie what he talkie Well that's the kinda shit I give you 10 for (10-4) *ch-ch* "Man down" It was Math Hoffa who wanted this fuckin' loss But me and Math campaign (cam' pain) don't add up for promo I don't care what it cost Now here's news for you Verb If I'm puzzled by your words, then the lead put you right in the box Straight up and down, I ain't the one to cross This .40 kick back hard as a fuckin' horse Push ya shit back like, "Huh, I think this one is yours." Or I lift a rusty brown .44 {Aye Verb finally has enough of Mook poking and pushing him and a fight breaks out} Push ya shit back like, "Huh, I think this one is yours." Or I lift a rusty brown .44 Empty three (MP3), Verb see these (CD's) ain't around no more I planned your Geronimo a long time ago Clumsy nigga, fell for it though The ho thought he caught the drop But the grip is like a whip without standin' tickets, I keep it on the lot (on a lot) Picture me debatin' with the haters about the greatest names is, "What four?" What for? When the last time you saw a picture of God carved on Mt. Rushmore? Huh, huh, huh, uh? Mr. Important Number, you recall How I did the Jewish boy When Mook awarded […] that shit was Biblical Now he worshipin' me with his gefilte fish Man listen, I'm 'bout to be a bad magician God will reveal His tricks, I been had it figured Say it if y'all know it, so itttt's… (SHOWTIME!) No slime, that's a gimmick Y'all wan know why him decided to put Showtime inside him rhymin', right? Think about it, Frankensteinin', he was realizin' he was dyin' And he needed a trick tryin' to bring him back to life But that's magic, right? But now you're cadaver bruh ('cadabra) That's your [?] all the theatrics in ya rappin' Camera trickin' like you snappin' Take two of ya hot bars, we give 'em direct action You start overreactin', this is a fact He even try to reel it in to persuade them to tell you to bring it back It was hot, but wasn't slick enough to go over nobody head, Permy relax Ay look, I don't know about the people But here's why I don't believe you 'Cause how you Vegan, but in ya Showtiming you talkin' 'bout you 'bout to let the beef brew? And in the ring you one of a kind Verb, nobody hot as you Wait so you a custom model (Cus D'Amato) Good, I'm Iron Mikes, I got a box for you You got a lot of niggas sayin' I ain't got enough to rock witchu Well you gon' die a critic with them lyin' right on top of you Ay, diacritic letters got a line right on top of 'U' My last three, John Cruise through 11 and 0 Beat me? Mission Impossible Keep it tall, you just lookin' to get a round (around) But I'm too steep of an obstacle Y'all think I took Buddy outta Love? Murphy's Law, you wasn't thinkin' logical Son, I only took you for this check, I adopted you I'm raw, y'all lookin' at it backwards You want the battle, I want the war, it's different rational Like now we see Captain Marketable to private So my arm forced to add morale We different to the core (corp) in general, I got nothin' to prove I black my ops, you Navy Seal, you just come from the blue I changed the playin' fields, I rank way above all you dudes Think chlorine, if you want this war to (water) change just be number one in the pool Verb you a stupid fuck When I gotta take niggas to school it's bad news 'Cause I be tearin' all the pupils up Verb, you know when you hear bad news it be tearin' all them pupils– Look, Mook a superhero, stage rip Mention me and beef, the stakes (steaks) lift If battle rap dyin', I let this cape flip and save shit Lift the whole culture, make the climate on the plain shift So fuck bein' grateful, I'm the nigga you need to thank bitch Easy! [Round 1: Aye Verb] What can I say to the great Murda Mook? Nothin' 'Cause he's the reason we here Whoever your favorite battle rapper is… He's the reason that we picked this career He's the reason that battle rap used to have that chill back then But he's also the reason that battle rap is gettin' held back still Before I do this, I challenge you to this throne, young prince T'Challa Nigga FUCK yo legacy Nigga FUCK yo honor Nigga FUCK yo god stuff Let's see how tough y'all Black Panther is once he get stripped of his powers Nigga meet yo Killmonger I have no fear of ya All the blood I shed in my career was for this moment I'm a warrior, I pull up in my opponent's city solo With hot iron loaded and I go drill somethin' We ain't the same, look at yo battles You stayed in yo region and had Hot, Iron, Loaded and never killed nothin' But they say this a big rich town, KATAP! Target practice at y'all James St. Patrick who not active And still gettin' praise from all his past shit Follow me y'all On Power, that bitch Angela symbolizes the industry She tries to tell him, "Turn your back on them Ghost." She want you to leave this shit alone and sell an image of hope But I'm his brother Tommy I'm tryin' to tell him, "Nigga we don't fit in wit' them folks." Wake up Mook, we battle rappers Every line we sell dope, in our raps we shell folks While you at the party witcha wrist froze With Busta Rhymes and the Flipmode We out here goin' to war, twin .45's: Donovan Mitchells Takin' rounds from each other that feel like blows from the Klitschkos While you drink Dom as you sip Mo' We out here puttin' in work lettin' clips blow I done shot my own brothers Point blank range and watched they shit 'splode While you cross the street, scared to squeeze and shakin' in this pose You not one of us Who you bring on your podcast? NOT ONE OF US Who you refer when Dame Dash made a film? NOT ONE OF US You the godfather of this shit This how you gon' do yo' children? Nigga you built this buildin' The roof collapse, you just moved and said "Fuck the new tenants." For the approval of these stars? Aww dummy, you just that lil' nigga wit bars Open ya eyes Mook, let me paint this picture of who you are See you're just a python And when it's time to throw a mouse in yo face These industry niggas crowd around your cage wit they pretty gold chains They watch you eat the mouse, then they clap so amazed And then they go back to they rich lives And leave yo silly ass trapped in that cage Nigga you want acceptance We bang our shit, nigga we set trip You selfish You want us to stay at the bottom like all the shellfish Yeah you sell tix to come see you rap But we don't care inside When you're back we can't stand up for you, the culture paralyzed You cripled 'em You tell 'em one number and then you triple them Death comes in threes, this yo 3rd match, swing on that pendulum This that old Verb, who tactical and masterful and magical Time to take this shit back, let's get retractable I didn't have the drive for this shit but you changed my spark plugs I'm a rider, I took out animals Me and them St. Louis niggas, we took the boat Noah's Ark And turned that bitch to a car club You delusional, if this was the School of Heart, at graduation when Mook walk, only the flutes would blow For Verb this gon' get musical I'ma make this execution beautiful This is history, you gon' be the first nigga that crack you and do it smooth, you know But you the first man alive who sold tickets to his own funeral What's up patna? Time we peel the layers back like when you burn the toast Gloves on wit the mask, let's get surgical Shoulder strap over the arm, how man purses go Shell project horizontal and send 'em vertical In the ring wit Verb it's gon' be lines (lions) everywhere You better learn the ropes Fuck tryin' to pen wit me, bitch nigga, you better learn the joke I gave you this home game to exchange verses bro 'Cause if I killed you outta town it's all business But if you smoke a nigga in his house that shit is personal Ay, he tried to tell me I'm in some shit like I'm scared See what he tried to do was stop my mind from movin' But I'm wit the shit so being in some shit means nothin' My nigga I been in every kind of sewer And I learned to love it and became a connoisseur To St. Louis I'm Obama to 'em I terminate the Terminators, I'm John Connor to him Razor blade all in his face, I'll put a comma through him He don't want this smoke, this shit embalmin' fluid When I rap I get comets movin' When you rap niggas get bored (board), how Dennis Rodman do it I can turn him up or do it calm and suit ya How you want it? Either way you are fucked These rounds tonight like Kama Sutra No fuckin' around before this fight, like how the boxers do it Y'all Zab Judah, watch how I Kosta Tszyu him Bring the cocky out him, get his posture ruined Floyd/Pacquiao take punches, how can I not go through him? Give a nigga a shot he'll put a hot one through ya Fuck ya, I ain't star-struck, pussy Let these new niggas pay homage to you It's time to eat I'ma go noodles like a college student Your streak I'ma end dat (in debt) like a college student For the record I'm layin' the beat down, but I'm not producin' You ain't wit the toxic, stop it Mooky It's monsters where I'm from, I live through Yo mama wouldn't even let you watch this movie A lot to do wit drums movin', snares poppin' like rock acoustics This Dr. Seuss shit vers' the Constitution? Man, I ain't here to praise him tonight, now ask me why (Why?!) 'Cause don't god gotta be good to you first before you hallelujah? That's how I'ma do ya [Round 2: Murda Mook] Ay, Smack called me, I was gettin' some head He said, "I want you to battle Surf, Mook But I ain't got all the bread." But it's an opportunity bro, these Summer Madnesses But I ain't got all your cabbage." *Click* I don't wanna hear that shit With you we laughin' king, a sigh of (sire) joke nigga So I address the court jester Let him know I bet you next few lectures You gon' fumble or you gon' choke nigga You rap like you inebriated, here's why I know (wino) nigga Verb, what's up wit all the slurs and the mumblin' Tr-tryin' to get out bars, you stumblin' What was the purpose (porpoise) of a Flubberfin? Ay, Ay (AA) punk don't tell me you gettin' drunk again Well you standin' up against shots that ain't got no names That's the first step that I'll admit And trust me Chaz, I can haul it (alcoholic) Hope you don't think a nine'll miss (anonymous) Ay, how it feel bein' the designated guy to whip? Ya peeps grievin', see you sleepin' in pee, stinkin' while you sip Oh you some kinda friend, you got me fucked up Don't wanna question my drive and test my lines Like if I point nine (.09) I ain't blowin' it That's a breath of lies (breathalyz-er) Ay, this different here man We wake up wit headaches when you rhyme Rubbin' our temples wanna forget you 'Cause you bottom-shelf and all ya boo's (booze) is 100% proof Ay this steel (distill) is what you call a licker (liquor) I thought shorty knew, you get a Glock 19, 40 too (1942) Watch how you talk to killers (Tequilas) They whine (wine) and bitter, battle nigga tender Can't bare (beer) admittin' that I'm more G Defend a bender (fender bender) Bar hop and mention these rounds on me, that's whiskey business How your dumb ass fought me for gettin' you off the concrete? See I meant (cement) to put you six feet in it He on Twitter dissin' Omar Epps all night, you brawl light Just 'cause he root for me You shouldn't put ya racks up if ya bra tight But unlike you that kid a computer whiz, he the smart type 'Cause he learned his lesson You a fool thinkin' he gonna go against God twice Oh Verb nigga, I heard nigga that you a herb nigga Bird nigga, pick up the burner, bullets burn niggas Heard niggas submerge in him, then they turn in him Curve in him, stuck in his sternum, they stern in him Surgeon and all of his nurses they concerned for him Murmurin', "No savin' Verb," now they confirmin' him Comatose, ay I got ya daughter home alone She real spazzin' and I'm laughin' 'Cause she askin', "Where my daddy? Why he can't return?" I told that little bastard, the ER is where you are (UR) Well let me give it to y'all St. Louis accent I bet you wishin' you was h(ER)e with h(UR)r I see the broke spirit in your mirror Verb Seven years of worst, straight up bad luck We saw Rex break his ass up Shine zipped the bag up Half A Gallon took all the ounces out ya tank to gas up You got worked by a dirt Smurf named Twork Off his name alone you shoulda known you supposed to shake his ass up Man, did you really believe that they believed you was gonna succeed as the winner? You think this league'll (legal) aid you wit gettin' Murda? You buggin' nigga, you a public defender I saw the pretender addin' a buncha them niggas under his Twitter Tryin' to superhero to form against me like the fuckin' Avengers I'm the real, they knows (Thanos) and I'm stone cold And gon' let (gauntlet) reality be my decision to shape And I ride despite a man (Spider-Man) died 'Cause this appear (disappear) that you dissin' a great (disintegrate) Verb, you know when you disappear you disintegrate Ay, I passed ARP, he one I blame too Take this L, Jackson, you ain't a Marvel captain To be honest, we still tryna figure out why he paid/paged you Even on a break too I hit a clear lane to the bucket, man it's disgustin' It's like I mistimed my jumpin' How I'm spazzin' on Mr. Duncan (dunkin') He in his interview soundin' grumpy "Why Mook want all this money?" Is you serious? Well since you curious It's 'cause I'm like a lower case 'i', top of the fuckin' line, period That's why my capital type major Look at the keyboard, watch You see the power is at the top, I makes a lot (salat) This Llama lake him (assalamualaikum) Why would I lie (Allah)? I'm sorta cocky 'cause my aura got me (origami) foldin' a lot of paper I divide ya sweetie pie She said her's the number that I should favor But I said nah, 'cause bottom line, we ain't have nothin' in common to nominate her (denominator) So fuck it I gotta–, nah, I'm not a hater Plus I heard she a hard sucker So muhfucka I save her for Now & Later I came back a hour later On wool sheets I put his baby to sleep (sheep), you know Murda She whispered in her ear "the greatest" And the GOAT heard her (herder) She told that nigga bye (baaah) Put V to the side, but you already know that 'Cause I'm greater than So she figured the GOAT is who she need to go at Man, split it down the middle, that's a riddle While you unfold that, I unload a whole MAC in ya gold caps Player, I'm the coach, I help to press (depress) If anyone of the pro's act (Prozac) Yeah I'm feelin' myself like I don't know where my phone at The waist where the chrome at BAOW where ya dome at You wanna smell a body? I think I can loan (cologne) that You said New York niggas bias—you see now liar? They want you to win, it's just you can't slip that bullshit by us Our heart authentic, we don't rent it Don't you even try to lend (Len) Bias NY ain't ya habitat, everybody know that's a fact Open ya phone, even Siri will (cereal) tell you You ain't a nigga that the Apple Jack Mook a superhero stage rip Mention me and beef, the stakes (steaks) lift If battle rap dyin', I let this cape flip, save shit Lift the whole culture, make the climate on the plain shift So fuck bein' grateful, I'm the nigga you need to thank bitch Easy! [Round 2: Aye Verb] When you battled Lux, you beat Lux, straight up, no shade wit it It's all fair when it's war The way you won just wasn't quite my style, you played different You took Lux secret diss record to Bus' and got it played nigga? Oh, where I'm from that's called straight snitchin It's ironic you the first good schoolboy I've met without great principle I'm from the hood, I guess I'm raised different Example: I got enemies that I know for a fact shot at niggas I slapped fives wit, but I take it to the grave wit me Dot Mobb, how y'all develop a squadron Wit a leader who got gelatin in his posture? The number one rule of war is keep it silent No snitchin', no women or children, if it's problems? Only a coward believes any and every element is an option Nigga save that bang bang shit, nigga we know player Dot Mobb, you fuck wit us, yeah we locate 'em I love my niggas- (Look at him, he emotional!) I love my niggas so them not favors Shoot one of mine I shoot back, give 'em a bag and relocate 'em You the rookie, you don't see no stages You just Markelle Fultz but on the flo' nigga he's no Tatum Are y'all kiddin' me holmes? Do y'all listen to the lyrics of what this nigga be on? I motivate the block, rocks in yo hand, young nigga get on When he talks rock in yo hand it's silly shit like Infinity Stones Gun down our president, I'ma be known Like the nigga that got Kennedy gone I'm good, money, the city's capitol, Italy, Rome In the room it may feel like you winnin', bitch listen On cam, my opponents don't even know that they dead I Sixth Sense 'em I'm conscious, but I go back and forth, I'm switch flippin' Behind mine, yo words don't even sound the same, ya pitch shiftin' Fuck this, unlimited rounds, they DID book me for a long time Fuck a preview, let's let that beef brew, in 3D too (So it's Showtime!) I told my bitch we ain't celebratin' shit, we go mama Itinerary, kill him we skatin', we roll bouncin' Hollow-points all in the .40 look like I load mountains Y'all best pound for pound 'bout to get drug And broken down into whole ounces You an old vulture in a roll-out chair An old voucher and that boy Mook a whole ho outchea Yo, you ride for the minds of these niggas that play with Legos I'm crazy wit it, I'll stick a fork in ya noodle Twist it, pull it back and then lick the Prego Straps I stay wit one, Mook, a nigga faithful Don't judge me, I come from hammers bangin' And white folks yellin' "Case closed!" I'll get yo bitch snatched, not where her waist go Pesos, wanna get the bitch back? Then bring a case load A body bag is what you prayin' fo' But a dog fight is what I'm paid fo' When it's war I don't play bro I'm up early throwin' rounds in that toaster: Leggo my Eggo Yo rhyme faces don't match yo vibrations When it's over you gon' be sour, don't cry baby With great power comes responsibility In yo tainted mind, the odds of killin' me Was equal to the arms of centipedes But I'm too cold, you can't see me like the winter's leaves Thank me later, 'cause you losin' if you don't lose And check the files, every winner bleeds After tonight the biggest three Gon' be me first, Lux here and since I'm bein' beatin' you You gon' have to get in the middle of us, you must intervene Nigga I will cave yo chest in Slap box wit all your inner beings You prolly rolled here in a limousine Which is more than form fittin' for kings Each time they get they wings Nah, you ain't a king nigga, you's a pawn And in real life nigga you's a corn You try to say you different And all the rest of us niggas is all in uniform That's why I'ma put one in yo head since you the unicorn I asked some street niggas 'bout John They like, "Who is the dude?" You an actor, nobody remember you young like John Witherspoon That's pops nigga Top splittin', slot switchin' like I'm not spittin' Fix yo face or get botched nigga No, you are not one of the Wolves, you're not Wiggins Sorry, gotta get rid of you son like Doc Rivers How you not get it? I may win, I might lose But when I fall I give the fans the feelin' of when Mike lose I been past my test nigga, this night school Nigga ya pen high school You come back to the game wit the same moves every time like you Ken/Ryu You a lil Loc wit this killin' Murda, you got Lorenz IQ And I'm a Menace, I don't blend like you Nigga I ride through Harlem on four [?] Hangin' out the window wit a fully auto All the bullies that I know they got spin cycle Yo bitch nothin', only bitches who nothin' attract men like you My dick get hard, I extend rifles Boy I make yo' Bigfoot bitch blow me until her windpipe loose {Crowd starts booing and loosing their shit} Here come the hate. Here come the hate. It's NOTHING. Easy work. Here come the hate. Say no more. I love it. I love it Now who believes hustle stories from y'all? Like y'all bleeders If you catch runnin' spots, nigga we all cheaters (cheetahs) Cannons, light up you and yo girl, we called Cheaters I ain't here to play witchu dawg, this y'all recess In this battle realm I'm looked upon as a reject You know why? 'Cause I'm the only nigga sellin' heroin on this weed set Breathe on 'em, why exhale? I'm talkin' bars in a big boy fashion I'm talkin' Big T in a five XL, wide as hell You ain't known for rhymin' well So when you be okay you like a dirty nigga in a fresh tee and some Jordans, Mook, you look fly as hell [Round 3: Murda Mook] Now before we begin (vegan) I'ma need them to get deep into this 'Cause y'all got me battlin' a nigga that don't even exist You picked the name 'Verb' The definition of that word mean action But if action causes reaction you abstract, let's speak facts then Pay attention to me captain Listen to what I'm tellin' you If your existence predicates off decisions you hypothetical If I'm gettin' too much ahead of you Well let me try helpin' you and gettin' it clear The stage: matter, we can touch it, we can feel it, it's here Now, I can run on it, jump on it, whatever one I wanna display But until I decide what action I wanna take A verb can never come into play See this how I'm gonna renown (re-noun) 'Cause these rounds these crowds graspin' But see, nouns we need Verb to add description to shit that's happenin', that's why I need you Verb Because you help me manifest a lesson I wanna fulfill That the only reason you existin' Is because you position next to somethin' that's real Do you feel? I'm on ya heels This marble floor is versatile (vs a towel) I shine off a pile of shit, different that I do Sprints from flicks I get reviewed, businesses I get renewed Parquet or park floor, I ain't picky when I choose Fuck where the Surf is, if the turf switch Then I guess Mike'll be skippin' to the Lou' (JayBlac you better listen now!) Ay, Mook, why you by yourself in the Wraith for? (Rafer) Oh this an empty V (MTV) 'cause I'm Conceited now Plus y'all know I'm used to whippin' Lux-ury Why y'all got me pushin' this bum-ass V around? Of course, you my brother I tried to open these doors for Surf Who the fuck told you you could ride? Now it was in vain (vein) takin' that risk (wrist) pushin' Tsu aside (suicide) Oh, and I hope you ain't think that you could hide If you don't think that your parents let us know Who are you inside, bruh you a lie Like this created playa haircut and this beige thing on ya beard son That just tell us all you do is dye (die) {crowd starts booing} Why you always callin' niggas "ugly"? You don't think that's weird son? You even called me ugly, well I can be all that and some But then here come my question, and I think it's a pretty fair one If you think niggas is ugly Well why don't you tell us what niggas you think is handsome? Ay Verb, ay look, and in ya parking lot sprint-cident (sprint incident), I tried to get you against all of my man's son I said, "It's so hot up here son." I mean yeah son They caught the kid nappin', but if you look close You see he tryin' to get money, that's why he ran some (ransom) Chaz a bitch, tee-off on him like I had a lisp Sound of a Tech-9, feel like Easter, I'm about to have a fit You try to spin, get ya back caught That's the way the god play All I do is amaze (a maze) you gotta find out the hard way Daylyt gave me a call say, "Son (sun) this nigga 24 hours straight." I couldn't even take the shine for it, 'cause that was all Day Wait, don't we got unlimited time for it? Oh we got all day Ay, I'ma bang 'til this clip drop This body a quick fix, you a pit stop The way I'm snappin' on you, prolly got you in shock I'm Bill Collector wit the fifth cocked I'm 'bout to Showout wit a big knot Strip you out ya socks, make you kick rocks in flip flops Two bricks out the nick, five hours, six tops I took trips with no stashes and the whip hot You ever seen cops and almost had some shit dropped? I took risks to let the bricks clot I had six under me, twelve all on top of me, no tick tocks Look, you need to blame ARP, he the one who did this to you So we don't gotta discuss then (disgustin') Why you was this pick-able (despicable) Same nigga who said the white man trickin' you Then with the dude, KOD just typical I think we beyond sayin' (Beyonce) this nigga's a jiggaboo (Jigga boo) Well I'm Hov in the elevator, I'm calm when shit gettin' tricky I don't respond when little sissies try and kick it wit me Wicky wicky, back when Smack recordin' was important Missouri was sorta slow Thought I could set (cassette) the table for him But rewind, realize that time I was too fast for it (forward) Pause it, aw shit, niggas you millennial Picture you gettin' rid of Mook You digital, my real (reel) is old school original I ain't need the tool, I made the streets move I had the people eager to see Mook Make a scene, that was pre views Fuck all the battle rappers who came to see me lose Suck my dick, I hope all y'all kids die in preschool Oh and you think I ain't peep you All your rants that you ain't verified on Instagram Listen man, give that shit up They prolly e-mailed you and said, "We'll give you a check… Right after you get it from Lux." I know you saw him as an influence, but now turnin' vegan Preachin' about all the wrongs men doin' It ain't no accident, you wanted y'all collision that bad you turned into him Ay, he gave you credit on the card when he rhyme You asked to battle, he declined But he already gave you rounds when he curved you three times But speakin' on that night Verby When I started his career, let's tell it right Verby I knew you from nobody (no body) And went out on a limb and saved you from arms and feet Shoulda let you get tore so (torso) we coulda seen Vegan Verb vegetable since you are what you eat But my smarts they elite, listen hard it get deep Let me soul a (solar) system, this is when you and I verses (universes) meet, a solid G (astrology) Would I be goin' too far if I said you are only a star 'cause of me? Alright, when my consolation (constellation) Be the battle that let us all know who you are with SB Son of a bitch that was me! But see males and females I was pushin' through my own agenda (gender) Bitch nigga, the whole St. Louis owe a nigga He don't think so, here go the picture He was the first nigga from over there to come over here to battle rap If you woulda got crippled like Hurricane And they woulda got wind of that attack We woulda torn they doe (tornado) up Stormed out of New York, wouldn't have came back after that That's a fact, imagine that No rabbit hat, woulda never seen a Magic act And Yung Ill catchphrase woulda never had that impact He woulda hit Beasley to come through as a spitta And "Who is this nigga?" That woulda been the question he got back from Smack Nick Cannon wouldn't know who Hitman is And we woulda been hearin' 'bout who Hitman's hitman is So yeah, take it personal But if it wasn't for Murda Mook, Lux curvin' you Woulda been the last time niggas heard the Lou' But remember, we all remember that line "Making his guardian angel duck" Well I got my own guardian angel And he told me yours ain't like that part you was sayin' too tough That's why he not here to save you bruh 'Cause your guardian next to my guardian Party Arty and they partyin' hard Hardy hardyin' is watchin' me straighten you up Ay, Verb, your bars is wack and ya lingo I'll throw a hand grenade through ya baby window Kill ya extended family with the same extendo Small carrier in the pocket: that's a plane memento But the Midwest movement, y'all was percolatin' The ground workin' person put round on that circuit Y'all was circulatin' You Holla, Ill, RemyD, shit y'all birthed the nation If you hollered ill (Holla, Ill) Then RemyD (remedy) would be the first to aid him But RemyD got Ill, tried to Holla at Verb to save him Verb hollered "Eww, nah RemyD, let the nurses take him." Then Ill needed remedy, needed– But the Midwest movement, y'all was percolatin' The ground workin' person put round on that circuit Y'all was circulatin' You Holla, Ill, RemyD, shit y'all birthed the nation If you hollered ill then RemyD would be the first to aid him But Remedy got ill, tried to holla at Verb to save him Verb hollered "Eww, not RemyD, let the nurses take him." Then Ill needed remedy, needed Holla and Verb replace him They had an ill remedy for that: Holla and Verb replaced him Now it's just Holla and Verb, prolly heard niggas, heard the hatin' Still it's just absurd with the Holla and Verb debatin' Turn the pages, now observe Holla and Verb on stages Hollerin' verbs and phrases, a lot of disturbin' statements On why they deserve the greatness We ain't tear the Midwest down Y'all know who the ones to blame is? All y'all gotta do when y'all around, look in each other faces! But speakin' of faces, you put a blindfold on yours against X Factor What the fuck? Was that a phase? You makin' up new card games? Blindfoldin', wait, you combine poker wit playin' spades? Bet, so when my man go to raise, you gon' hit the deck after And he gon' leave you blind and folded on the stage 'Cause he my X Factor You talk foul on these lines 'til the ref at ya And if you try to argue the call, you gon' get a TEC (tech) after But let's back up, 'cause if we speakin' of poker I think with our careers, that's the game it relate to Like to acknowledge the fact that I seen you I had to raise you Let's put it on the table I knew I had the winnin' hand before ARP revealed the card I can say that wit a straight face too Oh you straight boo, means a full house will call ya bluff The king back shittin' on niggas: that's a royal flush You wanna know how I do pussy niggas that be talkin' rough? It ain't a tough call, I just smack the dog shit out In front of niggas that call you tough Or shatter your jaw up, put you in the surgery 'Cause I heard if it's glass you supposed to break in case of emergency I can't believe they got me battlin this cornball I'll put bread on this beef and get it handled with a stick, that's a corndog Yo, you owe me money Verby, I ain't allowin' no debts to fester Peel down ya neck, the best suppressers, oppress the pressure The length of the shit I'm with (width) will prolly seem extra extra It's tailor suited for a body It's an addresser (a dresser) for desperate measures Get him hemmed, license to kill, somethin' bright on the steel You drive outta NY? You know a red light in ya grill Me? You put me right in ya wheel (will) Ain't no strong armed robbery Wherever I go the can go (Kangol), no hands though I draws on niggas when I command doe (commando) And ya .50 too weak (52 week), did I bring another? Yeah, so? You won't turn up for (four) months .40 cal in the (calendar) waist and it's cocked Make sure you see the rest of ya days in a box My prior ties taught me value, importance So wit this I can't afford to miss That's what a point meant (appointment) Total Slaughter, who remember Total Slaughter? The live wire walked in, they was all shocked I said, "Rex pick Cortez for the bed," but he really wanted your spot No question, I will protest it if you thought not 'Cause Chaz, you was a pick it (picket) away from sleepin' on that boy cot (boycott) To the cameramen, you was main course, ok A order (aorta) was the best, but give that card he at (cardiac) a rest (arrest) 'cause on set ya heart stopped This remind me of me and Yung Hot, fans need this debated 'Cause y'all know if y'all make this debatable There's less chance for me to go on a hiatus And I do think I'm the greatest, I believe in the hype But this time I'm A.I., I'ma be easy with Mike Example, remember game one of his final against the Lakers? When he hit the shot in niggas faces and he silenced all the haters? Off of that one move me and A.I. became one and the same Y'all know why? (Why?) 'Cause we both steppin' over the fuckin' Lou', still won that game You hear what I'm sayin'? {Debate breaks out about Mook touching Verb and Verb touching Mook during the battle} Look at him emotional. Look at him emotional! Look at him emotional! Now I'm gonna make it for him Jay If you live in a glass house you shouldn't throw stones slime You judgin' others but you livin' wit faults the whole time Well my house paid off, I don't owe near no dime Which means I don't rent my floors (flaws), nigga I own mine Let's take your laundry and throw it on the clothes line We thought it was you but it was your lesbian mother this whole time Aye Verb you the son of a bitch Who switched to become the son of a bitch Just so she could spite ya father for havin' another son from a bitch She said, "You know what? I'ma fix this son of a bitch I'ma emasculate his ass and turn his son to a bitch." Think about it, every trait you got come from a bitch You get ya eyebrows plucked and done, that come from a bitch You had a perm, now you got long hair, that come from a bitch You argue wit bitches and then refer to them as a bitch But see here's some shit you ain't consider What if I was to tell you your mother was who orchestrated ya rapin' from your babysitter? Now before y'all think I'm crazy, hear me on this theory You know every since we small every one of our thoughts that's all from family So of course a whore suckin' you off was sorta scary 'Cause you was brought up taught broad on broad was ordinary From that experience she started shapin' you Your resentment for women, it turn to hate from you By the time you knew the difference it was too late for you A pretty girl wave at you, you want her brother on the date witchu A teenager who stay confused Why the wrong gender he relatin' to Of course you gon' say you ain't gay, and we mistakin' you But it ain't what you say that give you away, your behavior do Example: you always broadcastin' the pussy you got that way for you But a nigga who get ass don't brag, that's just another day for you Your next defense is your ten kids, by six different ladies too "If I'm gay how you explain that Mook?" Here's what I'ma say to you All your overcompensatin', defendin' accusations that you say ain't true That's exactly what somebody tryin' to hide the fact that they gay will do Why don't you own it if it's you? Come to terms if it's ya truth? But the paradox is, how is it Murda Mook up here that's murdin' a mook? And I knew they was gonna talk about- He gon' get up here and talk about why he a vegan Well here's somethin' that's about to shock 'Cause I'm not 'bout to get up here and talk about why he a vegan I'm 'bout to tell y'all niggas why he not Time to put Jack in the Box And that leads to me releasin' the true reason he turned vegan 'Cause for a nigga always up to somethin' schemin' All of a sudden he a vegan? He don't eat nothin' from the seeding? No baked chicken on Thanksgiving? We know tofu ain't turkey no matter how much it's buttered up with seasonin' I think you tryin' to cover up a secret It's cause of his mother 'cause she vegan She a dyke, right? Right! She gave up on all the meat then he gave up on all the meat then Yo, let's jump into the deep end She couldn't cut it with the beef and horn and he took after the bull dagger She start carpet munchin' But all her matadorin' shoulda brought the red flag up Matter of fact, backup Do you even really know the meaning of being vegan? That shit is a religion you believe in It ain't just 'bout the shit you eatin' You know y'all sentient beings That make sure to keep everything livin' breathin' So the question proceedin' Is, how you up here talkin' 'bout killin' me then? How you on Instagram cheesin' and mink-ing in leather sneakers? Wait? Don't leather come from cows? Mooo! Somebody ain't practicin' what they preachin' Listen, I hate when niggas fake turn new leafs and wanna give us speeches Wanna give us all the reasons we gotta believe in All the shit that they believe in The government is intervenin', y'all chicken lovin' niggas tweekin' I got my stomach geekin' Yeah, 'cause you regurgitatin' another nigga thinkin' Did you know it's illegal to crop grow you fuckin' genius? Did you notice one of the last tomatoes you opened it was seedless? How you think by turnin' vegan you cheated all of the diseases When the shit from animals they shoot grow all the shit you eatin' Manure and the earth collide, pesticides on ya foliage But I'm guessin' you prefer the lies (fertilize) 'Cause they been feedin' you that horseshit Ay, Verb, I met my wife, her daughter was eight months Father got killed before he saw his child once I came into her life before the child could think before she had a speech, before she was on her feet So by the time she developed vocab to speak Of course the word "Daddy" was me She 12 years old and we ain't got the same bloodline But I don't give a fuck what you or nobody say, she mine (mind) But you ain't got custody of none of your kids When you call, they call you mister Some of your daughter/brothers don't even know that they got sisters Those who you need to show time (Showtime) in 3D Do I gotta be the one to mention (one dimension)? They showin' poor traits (portraits) and lack of depth From not seein' father (farther) in the picture But nigga I'm convinced That you ignorant as ignorant can get But she's so ignorant to notice that he ignorant as shit But hints, his album name, that was givin' us the hints I'ma let y'all finish up this shit What's the title? Ignorance Is… (Bliss!) Exactly, Mook a superhero, stage rip Mention me in beef the stakes (steaks) lift If battle rap dyin' I'll let the cape flip and save shit Lift the whole culture, make the climate on the plain shift So fuck bein' grateful, I'm the nigga y'all need to thank, bitch! EASY! [Round 3: Aye Verb] Everybody seem to be worried about this unlimited round Like he was just gon' dig a hole And I was just gon' get in the ground All the work that I put in and all the kings that I put down And I wasn't gon' be wit it, are y'all kiddin' me? Wow Well anyway, whatever position y'all had me in I'ma sit comfortably now Greatest in battle rap, you motherfuckers got company now Y'all remember Kobe Bryant last game when he retired his crown? The emotion, the screams and cries from the crowd? Well I'm like him, I average 25 for my career That's how a real killer get down And this nigga want claps for six games with a ton of rebounds Be patient wit me guys, I'm not gon' run through this round Pay attention as I humble him down Let's get it rockin', see me and Mook It's like Rocky and Apollo minus the arguin' He the champ, so they hired a dog to come and spar wit him Aye, you took too many hard blows tonight champ You need to learn to get lower become a smaller target Overall, I'm disappointed 'Cause you rappin' yo hardest and I'm still unbothered Either I done been in too many wars Or these legend niggas jaws gettin' softer It's a rumor that Errol Spence put hands on Floyd Well tonight I ruin a nigga and these cams on boy You ain't gon' be a real champ until you go through somethin' You ain't gon' get on stage every time and just go through somethin' I taught you somethin', listen Mook You dissin' me but I christened you And enrolled you into the real champion institute This class or rappers? Nobody wanna be doctors Nigga we shooters, man ain't nobody gettin' pushed in no lockers I was readin' yo transcripts and it said "You got a problem with Math." Well it's okay, just don't let it beat you over your head We gon' focus instead on history Previous war veterans, generals, I've contoured skeletons You gotta die first to become a god, ask whoever been Summer Madness 1, I seen the light first like Thomas Edison I rose in height in every sense And since that day I ain't been like you motherfuckers ever since Wait, wait, wait, let me dumb this back down I'm flyin' over y'all heads like it's a drone in DROM nigga You ain't gettin' out these bars, ARP send deposits He can't get no bonds lifted You up here bein' entertainin' You better rap before your crown gets snatched Boy ain't nothin' funny Where I'm from, we don't smile or [?] From the fans' eyes you the hardest who did it From our view we see barbecued chicken Too many qualities missin', you lil' carrot cake You can't dance on this big stage Mary J After me you want Hollow, great But how you gon' create rounds for Hollow after I put a Hollow in ya head and leave yo' head hollow with airing space? BANG, let that marinate Four minutes in, born militant, flow menacin' You up here ministerin', the nerve of A lot of you niggas like I didn't serve up Ten years of killin', it's only right they gave me Murda You just rhyme words, you have no purpose Every second you stay number one nigga you hurt us I was watchin' a Dame Dash interview Thinkin' how not to be fooled Over impressed like, this shit gotta be school Then it hit me, 20 years of dude life, it took a lot to be Mook So why you ain't teachin' us how not to be you? We playin' game where there's a lot to be proved Nigga you only roll the dice and cash out, you play Monopoly rules Nigga you got to be moved All them DVD's you was on you ain't get kitty litter Smack did it to you, you let him do it to us Nigga you's a bitch and a bitter nigga Nigga you and Lux ain't fit to lead Ho-ass niggas, y'all don't stand up for us To get rained on by these different leagues Y'all hit y'all knees and flip y'all weave You know how many times I had to take chicken cheese 'cause I got kids to feed? And I got a record, I can't be reckless out here flippin' P's You too selfish, battle rap don't need a Mr. Me, it need a Mr. T Nigga whatchu know about flyin' to New York solo Takin' a judged battle, losin' yo bread And on the way home you don't get to eat? See I'm a different beast You want this aura and mystique Well I go to war, I'm punchline Pistol Pete I see the game from a whole different seat Think about it, you the reason we fail Battle rap is like jail And none of us got TV's in our cells Because of you the labels don't think we can sell Nobody fucks wit us, we grown men out here pleasin' ourselves But anyway, this a celebration of our elevation And the end of yo time, yo revelation I'ma bring the black and white leagues together and end segregation Dummy there's no money in separation You gon' have to take my life from me, you ain't gon' take me alive Because there's heart behind the wheel (will) Get in, let's go for a drive Ch-ch, copy that, 10-4, nigga I don't have mentors I stay grounded stayin' surrounded by men who still poor Be careful who you sin for, you don't know what you in for It's a difference between a nigga who got to and a nigga who will war Off of the squad I'll nod witchu And then stab you and pull you close Like, "Come here nigga, let me bond witchu!" You big fish always wanna swim by y'all self But it's the small fish swimmin' together what make the pond ripple It's proven now, you ain't a shark, 'cause in front of sharks You look like cod liver trapped in a pod wit us Tonight we end this rivalry Because it's proven y'all got the boo And form comradery just to ride vers' me After tonight don't lock eyes wit me It's a wrap bitch, y'all jokes a bunch of MyVerse memes No stipulations, y'all die vers' me We ain't the same motherfucker Two different levels, that's what diverse means You thought this shit was sweet? I ain't delectable Sparks out the cannon like a spark plug, let's make a spectacle I'll put a hole in him, cup holder size exit wound Then I'll stretch ya girl like Mrs. Incredible Nigga this ain't a obstacle Before you leagues pay for this nut, go pay a prostitute Nigga I'll slide this blade on top of your ribs And open yo chest like it's a fridge Nigga what you got up in here? Battle rap is like a movie, you wanna get you a start? It's only two roles, it's either you kill or you don't That's why killas kill, but we also get our wigs split in sections You better be smart before you pick you apart (a part) Takin' yo spot from you, I'm like minutes away Breakin' me down was yo M.O., OK—MOOK listen! It's nothin' to break down from my position 'Cause I'm straight forward And all of these niggas lies ain't descriptive Dig it, bein' real in a reel, sucka you walk a tight rope clown Can't put my thumb on it, so I act dumb on it While my rivals round I circle they block Throw a drum on it and watch it spiral round When I'm in town, you ain't pressin' anything Nigga this ain't Mortal Kombat when your life goes down I'ma make this nigga eyes close down I'ma make it to where Murda Mook can never open up that iPhone now Y'all thought the face-off was a fire round? Why? 'Cause he was kinda loud? It's cool 'Cause now I got one over the mouth—shhh, who quiet now? Expected vegan bars? Yeah probly You right, you are what you eat Murda That's why now you just a seasoned dead body {Crowd starts chanting 3-0} You just the biggest brand, all the fashion Example: Nelly follow you on Insta' I bet that nigga won't follow you in that casket, ask him! Where we from, those niggas be 'bout that static A soft nigga to us will move on yo block and be like a savage You can't debate wit great nigga, ya talk back wrong See you was taught that wrong I'ma show you how to be king, somebody call that phone You 'posed to get off that throne Wipe the blood off your arm and throw it all back on Eight minute round from Verb, this get yo jaw cracked song But I still feel wack, 'cause where I'm from We 'bout what we say we 'bout, we don't talk this long I'm gone