[Round 1: Ooops]
They say, "Ooops!"
(Ooops!)
"You got B. Dot, do whatchu gonna do
But talkin' to him, name flips, that shit just so predictable."
I said, "You know what? You right! I'ma scrap all that shit."
Y'all got me fucked up
Talk to him, name flips, I brought all that shit
They wanna know why me bro?
Like, like, why was it me that you choose?
Outta all of the people you could've battled, why did it have to be Ooops?
Well I tell 'em
I told 'em the game needs you and ya message, don't be selfish
Make some noise if you happy to see B. Dot back
{Crowd cheers}
[Ooops]
Well motherfuckers you welcome!
See when I die, in history, they'll say I etched my spot
I ain't do it for the praise, I did it for y'all, I resurrected the god
This ain't about a win or a loss, this subjective, you choose
They say the revolution will not be televised
Well thanks to us it's gettin' YouTube
Massacre after massacre, Decades we've been faced wit'
What happens when your Town Bidness leads to World Domination?
The police play Kaiser, so say (Soze) I'm the Usual Suspect
Black man fightin' for black lives, you know, the usual subject
They was masters with the pepper spray, it was 90 degrees they was free maceing (mason)
Every battle was like a Blackout card...we had to show up to find out who we was facin'
See I was really out there Dot, but now it's me and you, toe to toe
The shit you said to Verb? Versus me it ain't gon' be that tho
But I wouldn't front like you ain't my bro, like you some type of rival
But shit can get So Severe if this goes viral I'll have to sleep my brother just to ensure his survival
See y'all, y'all came to see me kill Dot
Well, that plan you'll see it fail
Kill Dot? I want y'all to feel Dot, I'm teachin' braille
Hold on, teachin' braille
Not in the way it sounds "teaching braille" like they closed they eyes to feel my rounds
You believe in a parallel universe?
(I do!)
We both battled Emerson Kennedy
Both arguably we got the win
He wanted it to be Martin versus Malcolm, I thought that was stupid as shit
I would rather see them work together, ain't that what makes sense?
Hold on, ain't yo' son named "Malcolm"? My son named "King", this conversation ain't a coincidence
Two brothers, booked to kill each other
What? You don't see the entrapment?
We knew this would be a classic, this how I actually mapped it
This won't be the first time y'all booked a disaster (Dizaster) and it actually happens
What happens when I'm actually rappin'?
Hyper extending every round, you know, actually snappin'
Mike Brown was a Prodigy so when they killed him we had to bring Havoc
My brother behind me wavin' a stick, then it gotta be (B) Magic
My depression was a direct result of when gravity happens
No more pouring from an empty cup, I had to reexamine my rations
So you need to tell me we ain't gotta rap about bullshit just to gain a lil' traction?
I mean they only seen a 1/4th of what I can do so any argument about a loss, they was just debating the fractions
I told y'all, I ain't come to play a motherfuckin' round
And if I'm lyin' I'm flyin' my feet ain't left the motherfuckin' ground
They say, "Ooops!"
(Ooops!)
"You got B. Dot, do whatchu gonna do
But talkin' to him, name flips, that shit just so predictable."
I said, "You know what? You right! I'ma scrap all that shit."
Y'all got me fucked up
Talk to him, name flips, I brought all that shit
They wanna know why me bro?
Like, like, why was it me that you choose?
Outta all of the people you could've battled, why did it have to be Ooops?
Well I tell 'em
I told 'em the game needs you and ya message, don't be selfish
Make some noise if you happy to see B. Dot back
{Crowd cheers}
[Ooops]
Well motherfuckers you welcome!
See when I die, in history, they'll say I etched my spot
I ain't do it for the praise, I did it for y'all, I resurrected the god
This ain't about a win or a loss, this subjective, you choose
They say the revolution will not be televised
Well thanks to us it's gettin' YouTube
Massacre after massacre, Decades we've been faced wit'
What happens when your Town Bidness leads to World Domination?
The police play Kaiser, so say (Soze) I'm the Usual Suspect
Black man fightin' for black lives, you know, the usual subject
They was masters with the pepper spray, it was 90 degrees they was free maceing (mason)
Every battle was like a Blackout card...we had to show up to find out who we was facin'
See I was really out there Dot, but now it's me and you, toe to toe
The shit you said to Verb? Versus me it ain't gon' be that tho
But I wouldn't front like you ain't my bro, like you some type of rival
But shit can get So Severe if this goes viral I'll have to sleep my brother just to ensure his survival
See y'all, y'all came to see me kill Dot
Well, that plan you'll see it fail
Kill Dot? I want y'all to feel Dot, I'm teachin' braille
Hold on, teachin' braille
Not in the way it sounds "teaching braille" like they closed they eyes to feel my rounds
You believe in a parallel universe?
(I do!)
We both battled Emerson Kennedy
Both arguably we got the win
He wanted it to be Martin versus Malcolm, I thought that was stupid as shit
I would rather see them work together, ain't that what makes sense?
Hold on, ain't yo' son named "Malcolm"? My son named "King", this conversation ain't a coincidence
Two brothers, booked to kill each other
What? You don't see the entrapment?
We knew this would be a classic, this how I actually mapped it
This won't be the first time y'all booked a disaster (Dizaster) and it actually happens
What happens when I'm actually rappin'?
Hyper extending every round, you know, actually snappin'
Mike Brown was a Prodigy so when they killed him we had to bring Havoc
My brother behind me wavin' a stick, then it gotta be (B) Magic
My depression was a direct result of when gravity happens
No more pouring from an empty cup, I had to reexamine my rations
So you need to tell me we ain't gotta rap about bullshit just to gain a lil' traction?
I mean they only seen a 1/4th of what I can do so any argument about a loss, they was just debating the fractions
I told y'all, I ain't come to play a motherfuckin' round
And if I'm lyin' I'm flyin' my feet ain't left the motherfuckin' ground
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