[Round 1: Big T]
Last time I was here they booed me I ain't quite know how to do with that
So now it's 2 options, it's either you relax
You can clap or you get clapped!
A nigga boo me I'm stopping midway through the rap like {*Cocks gun*}
WHO WAS THAT?!
Cause if a nigga could boo my rounds I brought a couple rounds that could boo him back
Boo! Boo! Boo!
Listen Red... I heard he wanted to shoot a fair one in Jersey
I said, "Fuck that, I want a neutral place to rock"
Nigga, I know Joe Lite and my nigga Fox
Them a couple of New York niggas from the block
So bring 0 in the middle of the BX
Oh, y'all think I'm talking bout the Bronx
I said bring 0 in the middle of the BX, I was talking bout a BOX!
This nigga Red talking 'bout let's box?
Put a finger on me a bitch dying Pinky ring finger will be somewhere where they gotta get divers
Middle/index will be somewhere where they lit fire
And they gon find his thumbs up on the side of the road like a hitchhiker
See this guy must be high, probably
Your must be smoking that Bob Marley or sniffing that Chris Farley
You ever think of fucking with mine, Charlie
I be at his crib behind his furniture with more barrels than a wine party
Soon as he turn on the lights we popping up at his crib like a surprise party
You know why you can't swim with T, Red?
Cause you can't tread like that T, READ, you also spell "TREAD" like that
You don't get no street cred cause the streets don't see (C) Red like that
C, RED, see, you also spell CRED like that
Ain't no bitches IG'n 0 Red, but he used to getting ignored like that
I-G-N-O-RED, you also get IGNORED like that
We know how your setups be 0 Red, but we tired of gettin' bored like that
To B(e) 0 Red, you also get BORED like that
I got a hella lot of 'phors like that
Cause I can't think of shit
Lyrically I think he sick, personality wise I think it's shit
I'm gon get back to these bars just give me a second to speak a bit
See Red, shouldn't you be bad every time you battle a top nigga
They don't bring they shit because if you lose or beat 0 Red
It's not meaning shit, it's meaningless, I'm mean as shit Personality weak as shit
But come up with the same damn flow every time you see his shit
It's a whole bunch of *rambles*
Take a scheme you flip, repeat your shit
And just say what he would've did if he's me and shit
See Smack must be trying to challenge me
Cause you know he got the upper advantage if he battle me
Cause how do I come up with personals against a nigga with no personality?
Since you like to pick out what niggas be like, Instagram
This nigga dead, ripped to shreds, I'm stripping every inch of dread
This pistol lead sharp and on point, it's like a pencil lead
I'll put a beam on a nigga, I always had it in for red (Infared)
Mr. Red, why I shouldn't even be in the mist of Red?
I heard that horse playing gave him a mouth like Mr. Ed
And can't miss the red, beam like a spotlight, I won't miss the Red
Blood splatter everywhere, it'll only be a mist of red
Are you going against me Red?
This the (?) versus Cotto
Mayweather versus Cotto
Joe Fraizer vers'Jojo......
Simmons
9 out the pocket, Ton' Romo
Push this clown red wig to the side, no Bozo
0 Red, you know what's in common with a target?
The 0 Red Give 'em a clip, slip, gave him another one, I owed/O'd Red
Surf and Suge over the body like, "No 0 Red!"
My bullets speaking in different languages like the old Red
Mr. Chalakaboo back but he boo boo blaka and shit
Mr. Boo Baka and shit, lou wop, pop in the clip
Chopper equipped, "Frah! Frah! Frah! Frahka!" his shit
Rocket launchers and shit, baka his shit
*Reload sound*
"Bop! Bop! Bop! Baka!" his shit
Pop in the clip on the Eagle so long it look like an Ostrich and shit
One pop/pap smear this pussy, I gynecolo your shit! QUIET!
Last time I was here they booed me I ain't quite know how to do with that
So now it's 2 options, it's either you relax
You can clap or you get clapped!
A nigga boo me I'm stopping midway through the rap like {*Cocks gun*}
WHO WAS THAT?!
Cause if a nigga could boo my rounds I brought a couple rounds that could boo him back
Boo! Boo! Boo!
Listen Red... I heard he wanted to shoot a fair one in Jersey
I said, "Fuck that, I want a neutral place to rock"
Nigga, I know Joe Lite and my nigga Fox
Them a couple of New York niggas from the block
So bring 0 in the middle of the BX
Oh, y'all think I'm talking bout the Bronx
I said bring 0 in the middle of the BX, I was talking bout a BOX!
This nigga Red talking 'bout let's box?
Put a finger on me a bitch dying Pinky ring finger will be somewhere where they gotta get divers
Middle/index will be somewhere where they lit fire
And they gon find his thumbs up on the side of the road like a hitchhiker
See this guy must be high, probably
Your must be smoking that Bob Marley or sniffing that Chris Farley
You ever think of fucking with mine, Charlie
I be at his crib behind his furniture with more barrels than a wine party
Soon as he turn on the lights we popping up at his crib like a surprise party
You know why you can't swim with T, Red?
Cause you can't tread like that T, READ, you also spell "TREAD" like that
You don't get no street cred cause the streets don't see (C) Red like that
C, RED, see, you also spell CRED like that
Ain't no bitches IG'n 0 Red, but he used to getting ignored like that
I-G-N-O-RED, you also get IGNORED like that
We know how your setups be 0 Red, but we tired of gettin' bored like that
To B(e) 0 Red, you also get BORED like that
I got a hella lot of 'phors like that
Cause I can't think of shit
Lyrically I think he sick, personality wise I think it's shit
I'm gon get back to these bars just give me a second to speak a bit
See Red, shouldn't you be bad every time you battle a top nigga
They don't bring they shit because if you lose or beat 0 Red
It's not meaning shit, it's meaningless, I'm mean as shit Personality weak as shit
But come up with the same damn flow every time you see his shit
It's a whole bunch of *rambles*
Take a scheme you flip, repeat your shit
And just say what he would've did if he's me and shit
See Smack must be trying to challenge me
Cause you know he got the upper advantage if he battle me
Cause how do I come up with personals against a nigga with no personality?
Since you like to pick out what niggas be like, Instagram
This nigga dead, ripped to shreds, I'm stripping every inch of dread
This pistol lead sharp and on point, it's like a pencil lead
I'll put a beam on a nigga, I always had it in for red (Infared)
Mr. Red, why I shouldn't even be in the mist of Red?
I heard that horse playing gave him a mouth like Mr. Ed
And can't miss the red, beam like a spotlight, I won't miss the Red
Blood splatter everywhere, it'll only be a mist of red
Are you going against me Red?
This the (?) versus Cotto
Mayweather versus Cotto
Joe Fraizer vers'Jojo......
Simmons
9 out the pocket, Ton' Romo
Push this clown red wig to the side, no Bozo
0 Red, you know what's in common with a target?
The 0 Red Give 'em a clip, slip, gave him another one, I owed/O'd Red
Surf and Suge over the body like, "No 0 Red!"
My bullets speaking in different languages like the old Red
Mr. Chalakaboo back but he boo boo blaka and shit
Mr. Boo Baka and shit, lou wop, pop in the clip
Chopper equipped, "Frah! Frah! Frah! Frahka!" his shit
Rocket launchers and shit, baka his shit
*Reload sound*
"Bop! Bop! Bop! Baka!" his shit
Pop in the clip on the Eagle so long it look like an Ostrich and shit
One pop/pap smear this pussy, I gynecolo your shit! QUIET!
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