Illipsis vs. Real Deal King of the Dot (Ft. Illipsis & Real Deal)
"Illipsis vs. Real Deal" is a battle rap track showcasing intense lyrical exchanges between two MCs, Illipsis and Real Deal. Released in 2014, the song features themes of competition, authenticity, and self-identity. With clever wordplay and sharp delivery, it emphasizes the art of verbal sparring. #HipHop
[Round 1: Real Deal + Illipsis]
YO! Y'all hear me?
So this is Gastown, but this is Nat's town
So let the clap sounds be yo' biodiesel
They said little man talks a big game...then it's time I kill him
You gon' die with that chip to prove that you lyin', Cecil
Hold on...Cecil the Lion, the big-game hunter...
Fuck it! This my first time in Vancity!
But, to me, it feels like some kind of sequel
'Cause it's my second time on King of the Dot, battling someone awkward
You must be one of Brian peoples!
Since you home, you better hope the crowd'll rise, 'cause, talent-wise, you beat
I give a fuck, check the record: you get ripped on sight like album piracy
Fuck what Nat here thought!
You an afterthought, you a travel guide to me
And my passport got more ink than a Maori tribal chief!
Stop it, Natalie!
You went viral dissing God
Well, meet the God in the battle scene
I was baptized in the waters of Galilee
Blessed with the pen, but OH YEAH, I can come off the top with the savagery!
These punches? Boy, you better learn weaving, and I ain't talking 'bout tapestry
The way you write? I don't know...a lot of misses
Feels like you watching a pageantry!
Your chance to win? Slim to none
And the way I am, slim just hopped off the balcony!
You look like a pothead who's known to roll with fruits, like Johnny Appleseed!
So when you say your squad is after me, dawg, it baffles me
You look like your whole crew has heart murmurs and pollen allergies!
I bet growing up, you was one of them soft-ass kids who would pass out at the sight of blood
He pops off online, but he don't say shit when you come around to size him up
You like, what, 5'5", 150? So, yeah, I'm down to try my luck
You built like you're V.I.P...in the Dallas Buyers Club!
Keep on truckin', this where the buck stops
You'll leave with blood in your grill like you struck a deer
They flew me to put a G in front of Nat, so, yeah, I'm bugging here!
Some of the shit you say is cool, Illipsis, but your delivery is dumpster-tier!
And you look like you still try to convince people Marilyn Manson was Paul from The Wonder Years!
GOD, you are FUCKING WEIRD!
I said, once I T off, I go for the Eagle like my next step's the putter
Magazines coming, I suggest jet for cover
I hope your plans consist of hospital stays and bed rest this summer
'Cause you finna die...from 40 shots like Led Zeppelin's drummer!
So, you're a fan of comics and Hal Jordan?
Facts!
Facts? I don't know if you'll be after today
2012, Series Earth 2, issue 2, read it...Green Lantern's gay
That's, like, deadass serious!
YO! Y'all hear me?
So this is Gastown, but this is Nat's town
So let the clap sounds be yo' biodiesel
They said little man talks a big game...then it's time I kill him
You gon' die with that chip to prove that you lyin', Cecil
Hold on...Cecil the Lion, the big-game hunter...
Fuck it! This my first time in Vancity!
But, to me, it feels like some kind of sequel
'Cause it's my second time on King of the Dot, battling someone awkward
You must be one of Brian peoples!
Since you home, you better hope the crowd'll rise, 'cause, talent-wise, you beat
I give a fuck, check the record: you get ripped on sight like album piracy
Fuck what Nat here thought!
You an afterthought, you a travel guide to me
And my passport got more ink than a Maori tribal chief!
Stop it, Natalie!
You went viral dissing God
Well, meet the God in the battle scene
I was baptized in the waters of Galilee
Blessed with the pen, but OH YEAH, I can come off the top with the savagery!
These punches? Boy, you better learn weaving, and I ain't talking 'bout tapestry
The way you write? I don't know...a lot of misses
Feels like you watching a pageantry!
Your chance to win? Slim to none
And the way I am, slim just hopped off the balcony!
You look like a pothead who's known to roll with fruits, like Johnny Appleseed!
So when you say your squad is after me, dawg, it baffles me
You look like your whole crew has heart murmurs and pollen allergies!
I bet growing up, you was one of them soft-ass kids who would pass out at the sight of blood
He pops off online, but he don't say shit when you come around to size him up
You like, what, 5'5", 150? So, yeah, I'm down to try my luck
You built like you're V.I.P...in the Dallas Buyers Club!
Keep on truckin', this where the buck stops
You'll leave with blood in your grill like you struck a deer
They flew me to put a G in front of Nat, so, yeah, I'm bugging here!
Some of the shit you say is cool, Illipsis, but your delivery is dumpster-tier!
And you look like you still try to convince people Marilyn Manson was Paul from The Wonder Years!
GOD, you are FUCKING WEIRD!
I said, once I T off, I go for the Eagle like my next step's the putter
Magazines coming, I suggest jet for cover
I hope your plans consist of hospital stays and bed rest this summer
'Cause you finna die...from 40 shots like Led Zeppelin's drummer!
So, you're a fan of comics and Hal Jordan?
Facts!
Facts? I don't know if you'll be after today
2012, Series Earth 2, issue 2, read it...Green Lantern's gay
That's, like, deadass serious!
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