[Round 1: RemyD]
I'ma start with telling King of the Dot he's not welcomed
Cause when it come to putting on for Oakland, he ain't helping
I been here since July, every place I stepped inside
I asked about Pass and he is not recognized
First off I got a question, why you even battle rap?
You travel a hundred miles 'round Alcatraz, you might, you might
Find two niggas that give a fuck about battle rap
Most of these Bay Area niggas Got their happy-ass Cali swag relax and back
Cause marijuana damn near legal
So they got a bag of grass of the best weed you've ever seen
Add to that the weather been in 70 degree average
And most of the bitches ass Spanish
So it's nothin to get you some little red bone hoe with an ass that's fat
You can't be mad at that
But you from one of them good neighborhoods
Where the convenience stores only sell organic snacks
Any savage act in your character not indigenous to your habitat
Save the raps like you some gangster cat, you ain't made for that
The place you say you bang and scrap, the place I vacation at
I take you through that real Oakland where weapon gripping is recommended
Niggas say "hella" and "blood" twice in every sentence
Fuck a Pass or Passwurdz, I'll pass you to the pastor
Then pasture's grass dirt in a flash, turning bad worse
You thought I was boxing to share how the jab work?
No, two arms body this square just like a plaid shirt
I put you somewhere they can't search
Think you a stand-up nigga?
I'll sit you down so fast it'll make your ass hurt
Fuck a Pass, the way I let you review my history
It's two Timberlands to the head, re-boot your memory
A shot to the nogging will rock your consciousness
As quick as a album that's common senses
Back bad if your posture missing (posthumous)
How you want it? Lots of stitches or doctor visits?
So they could find you in a bay by a dock of fishes
Fuck if we in your pot is pissing or not you tripping and get you dropped
But witness he don't do shit cause dude sterilize (still realize) What's not for kidding?
See the entendre in it? Dude sterilized, dude still realized
I son him like a father but treat him worse than some foster children
You ain't got no kind of lyrics
You gon say some moderate hitting line and say papa
Cause you say "potna" in it
Fresh Coast, you rep wrong as crooked politicians
Lots of gimmicks but when it come to this community, you nonexistent
My kind is business so it make my grind crucial
I take the time to make the lines that they rewind on YouTube
So I hate to find these lazy writers makin' rhymes how you do
But since you the Pass/past I'm truly glad they don't make them like they used to
I'ma start with telling King of the Dot he's not welcomed
Cause when it come to putting on for Oakland, he ain't helping
I been here since July, every place I stepped inside
I asked about Pass and he is not recognized
First off I got a question, why you even battle rap?
You travel a hundred miles 'round Alcatraz, you might, you might
Find two niggas that give a fuck about battle rap
Most of these Bay Area niggas Got their happy-ass Cali swag relax and back
Cause marijuana damn near legal
So they got a bag of grass of the best weed you've ever seen
Add to that the weather been in 70 degree average
And most of the bitches ass Spanish
So it's nothin to get you some little red bone hoe with an ass that's fat
You can't be mad at that
But you from one of them good neighborhoods
Where the convenience stores only sell organic snacks
Any savage act in your character not indigenous to your habitat
Save the raps like you some gangster cat, you ain't made for that
The place you say you bang and scrap, the place I vacation at
I take you through that real Oakland where weapon gripping is recommended
Niggas say "hella" and "blood" twice in every sentence
Fuck a Pass or Passwurdz, I'll pass you to the pastor
Then pasture's grass dirt in a flash, turning bad worse
You thought I was boxing to share how the jab work?
No, two arms body this square just like a plaid shirt
I put you somewhere they can't search
Think you a stand-up nigga?
I'll sit you down so fast it'll make your ass hurt
Fuck a Pass, the way I let you review my history
It's two Timberlands to the head, re-boot your memory
A shot to the nogging will rock your consciousness
As quick as a album that's common senses
Back bad if your posture missing (posthumous)
How you want it? Lots of stitches or doctor visits?
So they could find you in a bay by a dock of fishes
Fuck if we in your pot is pissing or not you tripping and get you dropped
But witness he don't do shit cause dude sterilize (still realize) What's not for kidding?
See the entendre in it? Dude sterilized, dude still realized
I son him like a father but treat him worse than some foster children
You ain't got no kind of lyrics
You gon say some moderate hitting line and say papa
Cause you say "potna" in it
Fresh Coast, you rep wrong as crooked politicians
Lots of gimmicks but when it come to this community, you nonexistent
My kind is business so it make my grind crucial
I take the time to make the lines that they rewind on YouTube
So I hate to find these lazy writers makin' rhymes how you do
But since you the Pass/past I'm truly glad they don't make them like they used to
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