[Round 1: Jimz]
Now I'm known for callin’ people dirty, but y'all really wanna know what's dirty?
When Mr. Stop Being Dirty...keeps gettin’ done dirty
You motherfuckers
Y'all waited for some sucker shit to happen to book me?
That's how I know this shit ain't about rap
And this is a fact
The irony, I had to get punched just so I could get on SMACK
I guess on the road to be great you hit some bumps and this shit's so sad
Blac Chyna released a sex tape, I never would've thought the top would be this bad
But Lispin' Lenny, tonight I'ma show them the difference between a joke and havin’ comedy
See you always had hate for Jimz, self consciously
Throwin’ dirty on my name constantly
But honestly, what kinda faggot talks shit about you the day after issuing an apology?
You really think I ain't ’bout that life Tech? Until I have you runnin' up the block from me
Red beam on his leg, got him lookin' like he's on house arrest, the walk too far away from the property
I heard all the tough talk you’ve been poppin' you bitch
Don't make me Jimz, Collector, Serius Jones, Hoffa ya shit
It'll be a disaster (Dizaster), once you get a Dose of how tonight, I'm pushin' all the limits
Y'all gon' know I'm vicious
Yeah the microwave's gonna stop, right after I throw it in the bathtub while ya daughter's in it
You and ya mans, look like y'all sell incense, oils, DVD witcha friends
You're a 40 year old wrestling fanatic Tech, give it a rest
But you know what Hakeem? Here's somethin' you'll get
It wouldn't matter if you got on a bulletproof when I start airin' ya Tech
It's Stone Cold in the ring, you'll catch the cans even if you wearin' a vest
But it ain't just me, my whole family's a cold set
That's why I had to call my pops to the battle, he got a legal Beretta M9, he's an old vet'
My sister get type mad and send you some cold texts
My brother? Oh, he got a shotty and it'll expose ya whole chest
We all buckin' slugs, but I'd rather use my mother's snub cause everyone was taught that mama knows (nose) best
You can say what you want about Jimz, but you don't know Jimmy
Any one of my friends ever had a problem they could go get me
But now everyday, everybody movin' so shifty
So I gotta move so swiftly
Hold on, my back is turned, my hands is down, don't hit me
See some days, you gotta go through the hard times in life cause we all sinners
I lost some battles but I was ready to go to war quicker
Even tonight, I grab the gat so fast, I forgot to put the clip in
Now I'm more sicker
But it don't matter, I just creep up low key and pistol whip him 'til I break the hammer like Thor's sister
I'm here to end ya, you ain't my mans bro, you just a bitch I'm here to put my stamp on
Smack tryin' to avenge ya (Avenger) but I'm Thanos
As soon as I start to snap, you and ya mans gone
You can't get me mad, or make Jimmy drop tiers (tears), you ain't Cam'ron
Right now, these bitches got me in every bag; emergency tampons
I didn't wanna battle Tech 9, cause he called Beasley askin' for this
I said, "I'll do it." As long as I can control myself from not slappin' you bitch
You're a washed up battle rapper turned analyst
Tryin' to make his way back on the list
But no jokin', every time I watch Champion I think you should stop smokin', the way you stay with all that Blac (Black) on ya lips
Faggot, I don't wanna hear nothin' about fightin', sucker punches or how I got dropped
Cause last night I pulled out the gloves and told you to fight me and ya bitch ass was scared to box
Sucka
Now I'm known for callin’ people dirty, but y'all really wanna know what's dirty?
When Mr. Stop Being Dirty...keeps gettin’ done dirty
You motherfuckers
Y'all waited for some sucker shit to happen to book me?
That's how I know this shit ain't about rap
And this is a fact
The irony, I had to get punched just so I could get on SMACK
I guess on the road to be great you hit some bumps and this shit's so sad
Blac Chyna released a sex tape, I never would've thought the top would be this bad
But Lispin' Lenny, tonight I'ma show them the difference between a joke and havin’ comedy
See you always had hate for Jimz, self consciously
Throwin’ dirty on my name constantly
But honestly, what kinda faggot talks shit about you the day after issuing an apology?
You really think I ain't ’bout that life Tech? Until I have you runnin' up the block from me
Red beam on his leg, got him lookin' like he's on house arrest, the walk too far away from the property
I heard all the tough talk you’ve been poppin' you bitch
Don't make me Jimz, Collector, Serius Jones, Hoffa ya shit
It'll be a disaster (Dizaster), once you get a Dose of how tonight, I'm pushin' all the limits
Y'all gon' know I'm vicious
Yeah the microwave's gonna stop, right after I throw it in the bathtub while ya daughter's in it
You and ya mans, look like y'all sell incense, oils, DVD witcha friends
You're a 40 year old wrestling fanatic Tech, give it a rest
But you know what Hakeem? Here's somethin' you'll get
It wouldn't matter if you got on a bulletproof when I start airin' ya Tech
It's Stone Cold in the ring, you'll catch the cans even if you wearin' a vest
But it ain't just me, my whole family's a cold set
That's why I had to call my pops to the battle, he got a legal Beretta M9, he's an old vet'
My sister get type mad and send you some cold texts
My brother? Oh, he got a shotty and it'll expose ya whole chest
We all buckin' slugs, but I'd rather use my mother's snub cause everyone was taught that mama knows (nose) best
You can say what you want about Jimz, but you don't know Jimmy
Any one of my friends ever had a problem they could go get me
But now everyday, everybody movin' so shifty
So I gotta move so swiftly
Hold on, my back is turned, my hands is down, don't hit me
See some days, you gotta go through the hard times in life cause we all sinners
I lost some battles but I was ready to go to war quicker
Even tonight, I grab the gat so fast, I forgot to put the clip in
Now I'm more sicker
But it don't matter, I just creep up low key and pistol whip him 'til I break the hammer like Thor's sister
I'm here to end ya, you ain't my mans bro, you just a bitch I'm here to put my stamp on
Smack tryin' to avenge ya (Avenger) but I'm Thanos
As soon as I start to snap, you and ya mans gone
You can't get me mad, or make Jimmy drop tiers (tears), you ain't Cam'ron
Right now, these bitches got me in every bag; emergency tampons
I didn't wanna battle Tech 9, cause he called Beasley askin' for this
I said, "I'll do it." As long as I can control myself from not slappin' you bitch
You're a washed up battle rapper turned analyst
Tryin' to make his way back on the list
But no jokin', every time I watch Champion I think you should stop smokin', the way you stay with all that Blac (Black) on ya lips
Faggot, I don't wanna hear nothin' about fightin', sucker punches or how I got dropped
Cause last night I pulled out the gloves and told you to fight me and ya bitch ass was scared to box
Sucka
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