[Round 1: Ryda]
(*Ryda chooses to go first before NuNu Nellz even flips the coin*)
I said we finally made it to the main stage!
We finally made it to the main stage, but look what it cost, tho
They let us starve and threw a plate in front of our face like, “Which one of you niggas want mo'?”
I don’t know if you understand what I'm sayin', Glu’
But you my brother, and I love ya
But in a minute, you ‘bout to become a lost soul
BAH! Wanna put Eazy in the sky…I'll see you at Tha Crossroads!
They say, “Why battle Glu'? That's your brother!”
I said, “It's business, if he gotta go, then he gotta go!”
And I don't really want no friends: I'm in Tekashi mode!
You thought you was gon' get a cult following tonight?
No, pudgy
You ain’t even peep that this was suicide, son: Tony Dungy
I’ll raise the .50
Gun-butt your baby mother, stop playin' wit’ me
Hold on, lemme break it down in Glueazy terms so y'all say it wit' me
Black nigga, crack her (cracker) in the head: Clayton Bigsby!
All the friendship we had before this battle? You can remove that!
Long-range: hit him from 40 acres and get the mule back!
They say, “In order to get respect, you gotta-”
Boy, I ain't givin’ you none
All these guns in your arts and crafts
Ironically, that's the only time I ever seen Glu' (glue) stick wit' a gun
But hold up!
You vers' Danny, Chess, Shotgun Suge, even me
I mean, it was booked last-minute
What, you don't peep, nigga?
Every time somebody get up out they spot, they put you in the slot
You a seat-filler!
I'm strapped in!
Nah, this ain't Twork with amoxicillin, but shots is spittin'
Mind ya business
Even if he take a Lil Peep, white boy'll die from the peelin'! (pillin')
It's big business, clips in it
Just gettin' some shit lifted
Blade work, two to ten, ten t-
You ain't even peepin' the shift switchin'!
I predicted the-
Nah, nah, I was lookin' so far into the future, I forgot about the present
I mean, if we bein' real wit' it
But tonight, they sayin' that this could be our moment, Glu'...
But I just can't allow you to live in it!
See, we all about action
Y'all niggas just be sayin' the most
I'll find your big homie and let it off after raising the toast
BOW!
Now you gotta look to the sky to speak to him of what you think of the most
Now the boy out here lookin' like Tariq...tryna learn the fuckin' games from a Ghost!
I pray you provoked, ‘cause that shit will give me wild targets
I'll be the first nigga shootin' outside of SMACK like Kon Artis
And to my fans, I apologize
But I had to make sure my next move was right
So I decided to leave The Gooonies, y'all...for 24 hours: I'm on a T-Top strike!
You fat bitch!
How you gon' go on a strike for 24 hours, and then you cop out!?
I should pull a T.I
You know, pull up, hop out, bad bitches just pop out
One bullet will sit a Bear down: College Dropout!
And Suge, you ain't excluded from none of the nonsense!
It was all “Mr. Pocket-Check”
Until he realized Smack wasn't about to put another check in them pockets!
Y'all niggas pussy! And I mean pussy!
But niggas get on me
‘Cause I got that Shawn Livingston, Nick Cannon, Juelz Santana innocent face
Lookin' like I never bucked a tool
Oh, Glu', you think it's funny?
Oh, well, it only gets worse for you
Because I also look like the type of nigga that'll take yo' bitch, dick her down, and be leaving you hurt
And you look like the type of nigga that'll walk into a restaurant
And lie about your birthday so you could get the dessert
You are two cheeseburgers and a large fry away from a casket
Baconator-eatin' motherfucker…
You can't run, so I'll walk down on you, and that's when shit'll get drastic
‘Cause you know I like to name my guns!
Elmer's
Well, Twork already put the Cal' on you, but this one was 3D-printed, you bastard
Place it under the chin - BOW! - and left Glu' leakin' all over the plastic!
They said, “Smack, you made 2.5 off a pay-per-view”
That's ill…
For 2.5, I'll kill this nigga for real!
I said, gun-butt, gave him the Cardi [?]
You know, then the rest was gratuity, 'cause I added that to his bills!
I'm startin' to feel like Nino
You know, we was supposed to take over this building together
But tonight - I mean, yesterday at the mu'fuckin' face-off, you decided to switch on fam'
I mean, did I take your bitch? You had to make a side deal?
Or that was all part of your plan?
Well, now I'm on the rooftop, lookin' down at G Money, ready to test those cans
And before he died, he said, "Am I my brother's keeper?"
BOW! Nigga, yes, I am!
Round 1
(*Ryda chooses to go first before NuNu Nellz even flips the coin*)
I said we finally made it to the main stage!
We finally made it to the main stage, but look what it cost, tho
They let us starve and threw a plate in front of our face like, “Which one of you niggas want mo'?”
I don’t know if you understand what I'm sayin', Glu’
But you my brother, and I love ya
But in a minute, you ‘bout to become a lost soul
BAH! Wanna put Eazy in the sky…I'll see you at Tha Crossroads!
They say, “Why battle Glu'? That's your brother!”
I said, “It's business, if he gotta go, then he gotta go!”
And I don't really want no friends: I'm in Tekashi mode!
You thought you was gon' get a cult following tonight?
No, pudgy
You ain’t even peep that this was suicide, son: Tony Dungy
I’ll raise the .50
Gun-butt your baby mother, stop playin' wit’ me
Hold on, lemme break it down in Glueazy terms so y'all say it wit' me
Black nigga, crack her (cracker) in the head: Clayton Bigsby!
All the friendship we had before this battle? You can remove that!
Long-range: hit him from 40 acres and get the mule back!
They say, “In order to get respect, you gotta-”
Boy, I ain't givin’ you none
All these guns in your arts and crafts
Ironically, that's the only time I ever seen Glu' (glue) stick wit' a gun
But hold up!
You vers' Danny, Chess, Shotgun Suge, even me
I mean, it was booked last-minute
What, you don't peep, nigga?
Every time somebody get up out they spot, they put you in the slot
You a seat-filler!
I'm strapped in!
Nah, this ain't Twork with amoxicillin, but shots is spittin'
Mind ya business
Even if he take a Lil Peep, white boy'll die from the peelin'! (pillin')
It's big business, clips in it
Just gettin' some shit lifted
Blade work, two to ten, ten t-
You ain't even peepin' the shift switchin'!
I predicted the-
Nah, nah, I was lookin' so far into the future, I forgot about the present
I mean, if we bein' real wit' it
But tonight, they sayin' that this could be our moment, Glu'...
But I just can't allow you to live in it!
See, we all about action
Y'all niggas just be sayin' the most
I'll find your big homie and let it off after raising the toast
BOW!
Now you gotta look to the sky to speak to him of what you think of the most
Now the boy out here lookin' like Tariq...tryna learn the fuckin' games from a Ghost!
I pray you provoked, ‘cause that shit will give me wild targets
I'll be the first nigga shootin' outside of SMACK like Kon Artis
And to my fans, I apologize
But I had to make sure my next move was right
So I decided to leave The Gooonies, y'all...for 24 hours: I'm on a T-Top strike!
You fat bitch!
How you gon' go on a strike for 24 hours, and then you cop out!?
I should pull a T.I
You know, pull up, hop out, bad bitches just pop out
One bullet will sit a Bear down: College Dropout!
And Suge, you ain't excluded from none of the nonsense!
It was all “Mr. Pocket-Check”
Until he realized Smack wasn't about to put another check in them pockets!
Y'all niggas pussy! And I mean pussy!
But niggas get on me
‘Cause I got that Shawn Livingston, Nick Cannon, Juelz Santana innocent face
Lookin' like I never bucked a tool
Oh, Glu', you think it's funny?
Oh, well, it only gets worse for you
Because I also look like the type of nigga that'll take yo' bitch, dick her down, and be leaving you hurt
And you look like the type of nigga that'll walk into a restaurant
And lie about your birthday so you could get the dessert
You are two cheeseburgers and a large fry away from a casket
Baconator-eatin' motherfucker…
You can't run, so I'll walk down on you, and that's when shit'll get drastic
‘Cause you know I like to name my guns!
Elmer's
Well, Twork already put the Cal' on you, but this one was 3D-printed, you bastard
Place it under the chin - BOW! - and left Glu' leakin' all over the plastic!
They said, “Smack, you made 2.5 off a pay-per-view”
That's ill…
For 2.5, I'll kill this nigga for real!
I said, gun-butt, gave him the Cardi [?]
You know, then the rest was gratuity, 'cause I added that to his bills!
I'm startin' to feel like Nino
You know, we was supposed to take over this building together
But tonight - I mean, yesterday at the mu'fuckin' face-off, you decided to switch on fam'
I mean, did I take your bitch? You had to make a side deal?
Or that was all part of your plan?
Well, now I'm on the rooftop, lookin' down at G Money, ready to test those cans
And before he died, he said, "Am I my brother's keeper?"
BOW! Nigga, yes, I am!
Round 1
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