[Round 1: Madflex]
I said Bishop got 'Flex to Boston
I said, "I saw you in London bro. Young Scafflex wit’ a button coat
You a Gladiator; Russell Crowe
Bar for bar the best thing in the club since rum and Coke."
I asked him, "Who you got for me?"
"Xcel!...Cause he get love at home
And that man is a bargain the budget's low."
I told him, "I'll do it Bishop
Aye tell me one thing, don’t hang up that phone
Why should they take that fuckin' mirror down?
There's clowns in this crowd, they just yellin' out 'now' and I'm pretty sure they don't fuckin’ know."
Nah, fuck it though, Xcel
I’ve been waitin' to come to Boston, man
Xcel, this kinda perfect
Blackout, you don’t know who you fuckin' wit', ooh: Tyler Durden You've been out the loop: I write in cursive
You ’bout to shoot, I keep to (two) myself: I'm a private person
Ya style flat, like real flat, you're like an inverted version of Miley twerkin'
Nah Xcel, like real real flat, like flatter than the Earth is to Kyrie Irving
Can we keep it real?
Xcel you an easy kill, equivalent, limited edition kinda sleepin' pills
It's bad judgement all your sentences run way too long
I mean, they probably used his fuckin' style to free Meek Mill
I'm really 'bout this shit
I'm takin' Action without missin' a beat I'm The Alchemist
Yo, Lexx, he Team Homi?
Now tell Mos Def that he no threat and he bringin' back the old 'Flex
Homi on a Homi then I'll pay somebody just to hold the blazer like a coat check
He trouble on stage?
Nah that motherfucker dug his own grave like Imhotep
I'm so fresh
You speakin' through the voice of a trend
Ayo I didn't wanna kill this kid Poison Pen
But I got poise in pen that X change a two piece for two eyes (I's), y'all get it, Boyz II Men?
And when his name drop they gon' love it, it's gon' feel like Royce & Em' one time
It's all love cause PH was Team Homi
Come on back it's Kevin Nash I got the Razor behind me
Blade in the body goin' together, they like Brady and Gronky
Raiden and Jo- nah fuck that, they go together like Swave and karate
With a chop comin' from Oakland, contracted for a close shave like Jason Giambi
J do you copy?
Yo 60 battles y'all ain't heard of this kid
And the camera get abandoned, the birds circlin'
But I got way more up my sleeve than convertible wind
When his Life come out his chest like the shirt on his skin
Let's really talk! C'mon!
Let's really talk, you let me know
You've yet to know the Pedigree in ya head between ya legs without a wrestling hold
First hit, oh shit!
Second hit with the broke fist
Then he tagged up with a short right like the Pesky Pole
Let him roll
He lyin' there, shit look just like his battles: no breath control
He buckled with his arms out, that's a savage feature
Last time I saw you, you got zipped up by Nut, "We have a bleeder!"
I will leave Cameron ethered
The paper on lock and the spine bound to eventually break now he a Trapper Keeper
School's out and you can fuck around and tell me how that Llama spark
'Til X marks the spot cause 'Flex spots a mark!
Fuck wit' it
I said Bishop got 'Flex to Boston
I said, "I saw you in London bro. Young Scafflex wit’ a button coat
You a Gladiator; Russell Crowe
Bar for bar the best thing in the club since rum and Coke."
I asked him, "Who you got for me?"
"Xcel!...Cause he get love at home
And that man is a bargain the budget's low."
I told him, "I'll do it Bishop
Aye tell me one thing, don’t hang up that phone
Why should they take that fuckin' mirror down?
There's clowns in this crowd, they just yellin' out 'now' and I'm pretty sure they don't fuckin’ know."
Nah, fuck it though, Xcel
I’ve been waitin' to come to Boston, man
Xcel, this kinda perfect
Blackout, you don’t know who you fuckin' wit', ooh: Tyler Durden You've been out the loop: I write in cursive
You ’bout to shoot, I keep to (two) myself: I'm a private person
Ya style flat, like real flat, you're like an inverted version of Miley twerkin'
Nah Xcel, like real real flat, like flatter than the Earth is to Kyrie Irving
Can we keep it real?
Xcel you an easy kill, equivalent, limited edition kinda sleepin' pills
It's bad judgement all your sentences run way too long
I mean, they probably used his fuckin' style to free Meek Mill
I'm really 'bout this shit
I'm takin' Action without missin' a beat I'm The Alchemist
Yo, Lexx, he Team Homi?
Now tell Mos Def that he no threat and he bringin' back the old 'Flex
Homi on a Homi then I'll pay somebody just to hold the blazer like a coat check
He trouble on stage?
Nah that motherfucker dug his own grave like Imhotep
I'm so fresh
You speakin' through the voice of a trend
Ayo I didn't wanna kill this kid Poison Pen
But I got poise in pen that X change a two piece for two eyes (I's), y'all get it, Boyz II Men?
And when his name drop they gon' love it, it's gon' feel like Royce & Em' one time
It's all love cause PH was Team Homi
Come on back it's Kevin Nash I got the Razor behind me
Blade in the body goin' together, they like Brady and Gronky
Raiden and Jo- nah fuck that, they go together like Swave and karate
With a chop comin' from Oakland, contracted for a close shave like Jason Giambi
J do you copy?
Yo 60 battles y'all ain't heard of this kid
And the camera get abandoned, the birds circlin'
But I got way more up my sleeve than convertible wind
When his Life come out his chest like the shirt on his skin
Let's really talk! C'mon!
Let's really talk, you let me know
You've yet to know the Pedigree in ya head between ya legs without a wrestling hold
First hit, oh shit!
Second hit with the broke fist
Then he tagged up with a short right like the Pesky Pole
Let him roll
He lyin' there, shit look just like his battles: no breath control
He buckled with his arms out, that's a savage feature
Last time I saw you, you got zipped up by Nut, "We have a bleeder!"
I will leave Cameron ethered
The paper on lock and the spine bound to eventually break now he a Trapper Keeper
School's out and you can fuck around and tell me how that Llama spark
'Til X marks the spot cause 'Flex spots a mark!
Fuck wit' it
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