[Round 1: Aye Verb + The Saurus]
Before I start, I'd like to say
Thanks for having me back, L.A.
I am humbled to be in the presence of one of y'all legends
With so many accomplishments and accolades
My nigga Marcus told me on the basketball court:
"It's either you gon' let a nigga be great
Or you gon' make a nigga be great!"
I say, "That to say?"
December 10th, 2016, I'ma make you be great?
'Cause I showed up to really rap today!
Before I wrote for you, I sat down with the Warlocks
Conjured up the souls of MC's I went to war with
When I write I hear voices
When you niggas rap to me I hear noises
Y'all get in front of me and be all boisterous
Well, this another day for me, 'cause the biggest fish in the sea don't get intrigued by the pearl in you fuckin' oysters!
I wanted to stake Okwerdz
You just a substitute for that beef: a little soy dish
Let's enforce shit!
First sign of bull like a Taurus
You can catch the fade, The Saurus
And judge who won by the next day by who wake up the sorest
Wake up, The Saurus!
You tryin' to get a buzz out our story?
Well, I'm not the nigga to toy with!
Toy lit, pull up, get your core ripped
See how that work out? Pull-ups get your core ripped?!
I seen your little whore – for your level, that bitch is gorgeous!
She's fine! Facts! Hey, facts!
Hey, I'm punching way above my weight!
What's crazy is her level, every day I ignore 'em
You probably ain't even fuckin' her right!
You be playin' undercover: Halle Berry in Swordfish!
Keep playin'! She gon' be on every nigga arm like a koi fish
I'm not one of them regular gun-line rappers who talk about movin' ki's, I make the chords switch
Battle rap is pure schooling, my rounds the advanced courses
I'm a one-man funeral home, I supply the damn corpses
Pick the orchids, speak, and simultaneously play the organ
Mile-High Club: I got tails ahead in the air, like the coin flip
You up here with this cop swag, lookin' oink-ish, smellin' pork-ish
I'm anointed
This pen'll leave you scarred, later you'll need ointment
That was a tattoo bar
You think from the ground, nigga, my thoughts lift
Seasoned with that beef: grab that pepper and assault shit
Then get rid of the body on some raw shit
Like when a nigga doin' CrossFit!
Fuck what you heard!
I put all the smoke out the car on that exhaust tip
You niggas think that Aye Verb lost it? You niggas lost it!
Aye Verb versus The Saurus, see what the fuss is about?
You say my name, they bring that bread
I come put (blood in your mouth!)
Before I start, I'd like to say
Thanks for having me back, L.A.
I am humbled to be in the presence of one of y'all legends
With so many accomplishments and accolades
My nigga Marcus told me on the basketball court:
"It's either you gon' let a nigga be great
Or you gon' make a nigga be great!"
I say, "That to say?"
December 10th, 2016, I'ma make you be great?
'Cause I showed up to really rap today!
Before I wrote for you, I sat down with the Warlocks
Conjured up the souls of MC's I went to war with
When I write I hear voices
When you niggas rap to me I hear noises
Y'all get in front of me and be all boisterous
Well, this another day for me, 'cause the biggest fish in the sea don't get intrigued by the pearl in you fuckin' oysters!
I wanted to stake Okwerdz
You just a substitute for that beef: a little soy dish
Let's enforce shit!
First sign of bull like a Taurus
You can catch the fade, The Saurus
And judge who won by the next day by who wake up the sorest
Wake up, The Saurus!
You tryin' to get a buzz out our story?
Well, I'm not the nigga to toy with!
Toy lit, pull up, get your core ripped
See how that work out? Pull-ups get your core ripped?!
I seen your little whore – for your level, that bitch is gorgeous!
She's fine! Facts! Hey, facts!
Hey, I'm punching way above my weight!
What's crazy is her level, every day I ignore 'em
You probably ain't even fuckin' her right!
You be playin' undercover: Halle Berry in Swordfish!
Keep playin'! She gon' be on every nigga arm like a koi fish
I'm not one of them regular gun-line rappers who talk about movin' ki's, I make the chords switch
Battle rap is pure schooling, my rounds the advanced courses
I'm a one-man funeral home, I supply the damn corpses
Pick the orchids, speak, and simultaneously play the organ
Mile-High Club: I got tails ahead in the air, like the coin flip
You up here with this cop swag, lookin' oink-ish, smellin' pork-ish
I'm anointed
This pen'll leave you scarred, later you'll need ointment
That was a tattoo bar
You think from the ground, nigga, my thoughts lift
Seasoned with that beef: grab that pepper and assault shit
Then get rid of the body on some raw shit
Like when a nigga doin' CrossFit!
Fuck what you heard!
I put all the smoke out the car on that exhaust tip
You niggas think that Aye Verb lost it? You niggas lost it!
Aye Verb versus The Saurus, see what the fuss is about?
You say my name, they bring that bread
I come put (blood in your mouth!)
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