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Illmaculate vs Conceited Grind Time Now (Ft. Conceited & Illmac)
"Illmaculate vs Conceited - Grind Time Now" is a rap battle track featuring sharp wordplay and clever punchlines. Released in 2010, it showcases themes of competition, skill, and lyrical prowess. The genre is #HipHop. The song highlights the art of battle rap, emphasizing wit and creativity, contributing to the culture of freestyle rap battles.
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[Round 1: Illmaculate]
This tall motherfucker!
He tries to pull hoes and can't
Cause he's a hoe with Cam's delivery
So when he talks about popping off, you know it's rap
He will never load the blam literally
I'll crush him like a soda can and choke the man viciously
He ain't ever sold a gram, I know the mans history
He be holding hands trying to go and dance with his team
Rock N' Roller swag with them holy ass skinny jeans
What? You thought Lenny Kravitz would let me have it?
No, not today
It must be a spendy habit sniffing coke off a tray
But if this sissy ass ain't a trendy faggot well shit he's just a frohawk away
Look so just know, Ill's a savage
I wanted to battle fora G in Portland, he said "no," little faggot
All that shit talk with no skill and no skrill to back it
When I serve you now you can't blame it on home field advantage
I got em shook in my presence; let's take a look at the evidence
Even QP said "Con's my man, but I don't think he should've accepted it"
I said "You think I challenged him? He'll get what he deserves, that pussy requested it"
I swear to God, look at this motherfucker, this is my competition?
The truth is he'll say some funny shit and have some laughable metaphors
But real talk he's ducked the fuck out
Of his last 3 battles he was scheduled for
He even bitched out in Portland, like a lil' fucking jerk
Said he couldn't afford a plane ticket, I thought you hustled work?
You only talk about it, I actually put my hustle first
Looked up the ticket and purchased it just to murk this bitch
And I'ma fucking get my money's worth
This is real talk, all this shit happened really yo
We were supposed to battle in Portland, but this faggot really won't
The truth is I said I'll come to your hometown and snatch your skrilla bro
Then he started acting like a little hoe
Back peddling like "Yeah, but that's a little different though."
And that's a direct fucking quote
You know what, you're right, cause if you lose no one's shocked
See this is Pass and Daylyt, Math and Dose, make a move and the fun stops
This is Solomon, Mic Assassin, you're losing and I'm not
This is Arsonal and Hollow, this is Mook and Yung Hot
This is body bag, so acting hard isn't suitable behavior
Even having your name on the same flyer as me
Makes it look like your foolish moves are major
I just made your career, get on YouTube and view it later
You'll see the truth is, even letting you lose to me is doing you a favor
But look do me a favor
Don't give him bigger battles or start interviewing this bitch
You're pitiful, simplistic
You got me feeling stupid for even giving you this privilege
See I never been beat, you'll never be me
You wish you kept the receipt, but you can't take it back I'm a legend and you ain't even the best in your league
He don't clap lead, he's just a bitch that's been giving a fair chance
Duke holla, I'll brawl with you and everything
See he a crackhead cleaning up shit with his bare hands
For 2 dollars and a malt liquor energy drink
Dog I'll leave you resting in peace and quest this my peeps
But he's more like Apollo, except he's even less of a G
He wouldn't even walk down Sesame Street unless he was 70 deep
Don't show me your mean face you little clean shaped swamp rat
I don't gotta put money on your head, I got a prepaid contract
I'll whoop that ass and my dudes got 3k on that
You whoop my ass? You boys wouldn't put a key chain on that
You could talk about shit you ain't got we'll give you some leeway on that
But lay a finger on me and that ass won't make it to the freeway on ramp
Queer looking motherfucker man...
This tall motherfucker!
He tries to pull hoes and can't
Cause he's a hoe with Cam's delivery
So when he talks about popping off, you know it's rap
He will never load the blam literally
I'll crush him like a soda can and choke the man viciously
He ain't ever sold a gram, I know the mans history
He be holding hands trying to go and dance with his team
Rock N' Roller swag with them holy ass skinny jeans
What? You thought Lenny Kravitz would let me have it?
No, not today
It must be a spendy habit sniffing coke off a tray
But if this sissy ass ain't a trendy faggot well shit he's just a frohawk away
Look so just know, Ill's a savage
I wanted to battle fora G in Portland, he said "no," little faggot
All that shit talk with no skill and no skrill to back it
When I serve you now you can't blame it on home field advantage
I got em shook in my presence; let's take a look at the evidence
Even QP said "Con's my man, but I don't think he should've accepted it"
I said "You think I challenged him? He'll get what he deserves, that pussy requested it"
I swear to God, look at this motherfucker, this is my competition?
The truth is he'll say some funny shit and have some laughable metaphors
But real talk he's ducked the fuck out
Of his last 3 battles he was scheduled for
He even bitched out in Portland, like a lil' fucking jerk
Said he couldn't afford a plane ticket, I thought you hustled work?
You only talk about it, I actually put my hustle first
Looked up the ticket and purchased it just to murk this bitch
And I'ma fucking get my money's worth
This is real talk, all this shit happened really yo
We were supposed to battle in Portland, but this faggot really won't
The truth is I said I'll come to your hometown and snatch your skrilla bro
Then he started acting like a little hoe
Back peddling like "Yeah, but that's a little different though."
And that's a direct fucking quote
You know what, you're right, cause if you lose no one's shocked
See this is Pass and Daylyt, Math and Dose, make a move and the fun stops
This is Solomon, Mic Assassin, you're losing and I'm not
This is Arsonal and Hollow, this is Mook and Yung Hot
This is body bag, so acting hard isn't suitable behavior
Even having your name on the same flyer as me
Makes it look like your foolish moves are major
I just made your career, get on YouTube and view it later
You'll see the truth is, even letting you lose to me is doing you a favor
But look do me a favor
Don't give him bigger battles or start interviewing this bitch
You're pitiful, simplistic
You got me feeling stupid for even giving you this privilege
See I never been beat, you'll never be me
You wish you kept the receipt, but you can't take it back I'm a legend and you ain't even the best in your league
He don't clap lead, he's just a bitch that's been giving a fair chance
Duke holla, I'll brawl with you and everything
See he a crackhead cleaning up shit with his bare hands
For 2 dollars and a malt liquor energy drink
Dog I'll leave you resting in peace and quest this my peeps
But he's more like Apollo, except he's even less of a G
He wouldn't even walk down Sesame Street unless he was 70 deep
Don't show me your mean face you little clean shaped swamp rat
I don't gotta put money on your head, I got a prepaid contract
I'll whoop that ass and my dudes got 3k on that
You whoop my ass? You boys wouldn't put a key chain on that
You could talk about shit you ain't got we'll give you some leeway on that
But lay a finger on me and that ass won't make it to the freeway on ramp
Queer looking motherfucker man...
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